Knightverse Optimus Prime Novels & Stories

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):

he said into the phone. “Who are you calling?” She asked suspiciously. “You’ll see,” he replied. Kendra didn’t budge. She lifted her chin defiantly and remained seated on the couch opposite him. There was a knock on the door and Kane said, “Come in.” It turned out to be Kane’s bodyguard, Dino. He was a huge African-American man who was built like Optimus Prime. His dark suit fit him perfectly like a glove and he permanently had a pair of dark shades on.

he said, half excited and half pleading. “Have you lost your mind? I’m going to be the next king of the realm, and you want me to strip myself of my dignity to ‘Claim The Worthy Luna’?” “Why not? You get to know your Luna and protect her. You both have to work together. Plus, you see how she will interact with other people. Plus, you save my ass. Come on, old friend, help your friend out!” ‘Do it! I want to be with our mate!’ Kral said excitedly. ‘Plus, we will rip out the throats of any alpha trying to take what’s ours!’

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.

I dressed all my rogues in black suits as well as myself. "Morning Baron" said Red as he stepped into my room while the door was open. "Morning Red. What do you want?" I replied. "Are you sure this truce is going to work?" Asked Red. "Of course it will. They don't want battles anymore. We are stronger and faster than them. They may have the numbers but we are more powerful" I replied. "What if they choose to ambush us?" Asked Red again.

she then asked in a teasing manner. She tried to assess the person who was seated in front of her, studying his features carefully. Arthur Knight, the CEO of A. K. Media, has a strong angular face and his dark hair was swept carelessly, parting at the sides. Long dark lashes hid pale blue eyes, the shape and colour were a familiar sight to her. The Knight siblings were all blessed with almond shaped and light blue eyes which were similar to Abigail's. He has strong broad shoulders, probably broader than Aaron's and if he worked out as hard as his womanising brother, a sculpted and lithe body should be hidden underneath that white and pristine Ralph Lauren shirt.

"Herston's essence drain is slowing! Keep going!" But the vault has defenses. Constructs activate. Attack Briton's team. "Hold them off!" Briton keeps destroying artifacts. "Almost done!" Above, Prime realizes what's happening. "You clever bastards. The artifacts!" Prime abandons the throne. Heads for the vault entrance. Jamie intercepts. "You're not going anywhere!" They clash. Dragon versus immortal essence being. The impact shakes the monastery. "You're delaying the inevitable!" Prime's power is immense. "Even if you destroy the artifacts, I'll just curse them again!"

"Look closely, bro! It's Transformers! It's Optimus Prime! "What's with the lack of reaction? Are you even a man?" "But my girlfriend is still waiting …" "They can't compare to Optimus Prime!"

The Chronicle Prism, pulsating with the harmonious energies, projected holographic images that showcased the joint empire as a cosmic beacon, illuminating the vast cosmic tapestry with their commitment to cosmic unity. In the wake of the cosmic triumph and the restoration of harmony, the joint empire found itself at the nexus of celestial influence. Citizens engaged in conversations that reverberated with cosmic gratitude, as tales of their cosmic rescue mission and victories against cosmic adversaries echoed through the realms. Aurelius, now revered as the Celestial Guide, continued his conversations with cosmic emissaries and celestial mentors. The Chronicle Prism, infused with the harmoni

The knights stationed inside broke out into a murmur between themselves. "Knights of Lunaris!" The room immediately became silent as the ruler of Lunaris stood tall and dignified. "Tonight, we must lay down our lives and protect our realm. Slay those treacherous beasts!" commanded Luna's father. The knights', who filled the throne, hearts swelled with pride and loyalty, ready to follow their righteous leader into battle. "Ruler of Lunaris, I'm Zain, second prince of Militum."