Knightverse Optimus Prime Novels & Stories

Diana shook her head. "Red was more of his color," Diana responded, looking up at the neon-green sky, "plus I skewered him with a lightning sword and there's no coming back from that." Carol nodded in agreement, recalling how the off-world fire-breathing Titan identified as Prometheus had set foot on their planet barely two years ago and how they had all fought him, finally destroying him in the end, with Diana Roberts delivering the final blow. Together, the two speedsters bolted off along the road.

by the atmosphere into a manageable, professional pastel. "You look beautiful in this light, Darlene. It suits the version of you I always planned to build," a voice spoke—a voice that carried the resonant authority of the Original Architect. The Anatomy of the Primordial Management At the far end of the silver plain, Jackson stood. But he was no longer the boy who had walked away, nor the Vizier who had tried to optimize my pain. He was the Chairman of the High Council, dressed in a suit of Obsidian-Glass Silk, his hair a crown of Cyan Starlight, and in his hand, he held the Original Master-Key—a scepter made of Pure, Un-Optimized Ambition.

“Even if I’m just your bartender, I am that man tonight, Astrid.” I hugged him back and I sighed. “I know, Ryder. I hope you know you’re not just a bartender to me. You’re my knight in shining armor.” “I’m not pretending, love,” he whispered gently. “I told you… I am yours tonight. And you are mine.” I sighed. “Yes. I am yours, Ryder.”

“I hate these him kiss-ups more than you but they saved our ass this time. “First off, don’t ever call me by my filthy human name,” Kinetic snapped as he slipped out of stronghold’s grip. Second if these Omni-Chumps didn’t kill Ethas, we’d be running this planet by now,” “We didn’t kill your leader Genius,” Adrian said. “She’s right,” said Plymoth as he hovered on a massive platform of rock with Frightstar flying next to him before booth of them landed on the ground. “That metal bending traitor acid him,” Frightstar added,”

Now that my uncle was where he belonged and Massimo was nowhere to be found, Onyx River, Obsidian River, and even Hunters Moon were without alphas, and now was the time for Knight and I to come together to lead all three packs. This was the first step toward uniting them, and we knew there was a long way to go, but both of us were in it for the long haul. “You’ve done well, princess,” Knight chuckles, reaching out and grabbing my hand. “But I always knew that you would be a phoenix.” “A phoenix,” I whisper, understanding dawning. “Did you…” “That’s right,” he grins, his eyes flashing with mischief. “My phoenix has always been for you.”

They were burning with the exact same primal yellow light as the titan on the ship. Their march was perfectly synchronized, their star-metal boots shaking the city's foundations as they turned away from the palace... and began heading directly toward the northern highway. "They aren't obeying Asher anymore," Dominic growled, his jaw tight, his silver eyes fixed on the marching legion. "They're answering to the First Prime." Suddenly, my tactical wrist-comm—waterproofed and built with military-grade components—began to buzz violently against my skin. I tapped the screen with trembling, wet fingers. Asher's face materialized in the holographic display. He was standing in the Citadel's high war

as he walked towards me with a twinkle in his eye. As I continued to run down the stairs, I couldn’t help but think about how quiet the house seemed without Bronx, Benji and Baylor here with us. Although I’m sure if they were here, I would never have anything to eat; they were like garbage disposals when it came to food, eating anything and everything. The interesting thing about them is while they are triplets, they are not identical. It is extremely rare in the werewolf community to have this, hence why I believe they were chosen to go to the Knights League. The Knights League is a group of specialized warriors hand-chosen to support and protect special wolves blessed by our Moon Goddess.

Ceres: "No. But words plant seeds. And those seeds can rot the roots of his power." Xavier (nods): "If he wants a war of symbols, we give him one. But ours will bleed truth." Wolves of the Hidden Flame Midnight, Emberfall's cliffwatch barracks. Xavier meets with rogue Flame Knights who remained loyal, marked not by gold, but scorched silver. Knight Jossan (kneeling): "My lord—he calls himself Ember King, but we never saw him raise a blade in our defense. We did. And we still will." Xavier (lifting her to her feet):

“Okay, now, I have a surprise. One we didn’t disclose on purpose because we wanted to catch everyone off guard. We put out a public vote. We asked our viewing audience to vote for which Alpha should pick his worthy Luna, first! I don’t know the results of these votes either, so let's take a look at the board and see the lineup.” As soon as the board appeared, Ambrose’s name was first. That doesn’t surprise me. He is the prince. He is eligible. He is gorgeous. Of course the predominantly female audience is going to vote for him first. Something about it makes me jealous, which is completely irrational, but I don’t let myself think about it. “Well, Prince Ambrose, you are the first choice to p

The leader of the Village, known as Trenton, stepped forward as his gaze narrowed on Cyran and Kellan. “I don’t think we properly introduced ourselves the last time I was here. My name is Azura Chasm, I am mated to Cyran Chasm and the Keeper of the Dragon Stone. They are here because we need your help.” All eyes moved from Kellan in his Dragon form and Cyran as they landed on me with surprise. Feeling awkward, I shifted from one foot to the other. While also feeling as if I was experiencing every high schooler’s nightmare, standing in front of class naked.