Megatron And The Fallen Novels & Stories

Matt grabbed my hands helping me to my feet, "You need to rest up for tomorrow you can barely stand let alone walk." My brother scalded me. The wolf was at my side in an instant a low growl erupting from him as Hunter walked beside Matt. Matt looked at the wolf, "Do you thing he can understand us?" He asked motioning to the wolf. "Do you remember the wolf man that dad used to talk about?"

Fallen is a race of celestial beings who were sent down to earth either as punishment or as a request made by them, they lose their wings in the process. Aryiks are a race of beings who are half werewolf half angels, they are granted angel lifespans and werewolf powers, including a wolf. They also allowed the fallen angels' powers to be passed unto them, however, can only be accessed until their 20th year. Most of the Aryiks born have their werewolf side more prominent than their angel side, therefore, losing their powers. My hair was originally the same as you're, but I cut mine, killing its magic and changing it to black.

Bella was stronger than I could ever be, she was both a mother and father to Dylan and that inspired me to fuel my relations. I never planned on attending her baptism let alone being in her life but these few interactions with the pair has caused me to change my views on what really matter. My mind went back to the man I was years ago and a pang of regret hits me. Those were my demons that no one accepted, not even Angelica's mother. Only time would tell if this woman who, unknowingly has weaved her way into my heart would accept me for what I am. Or what I was. Bella's POV

- Miguel asked after a long pause. - Yes, but a higher form of it, specifically a Fallen Angel, which makes him much more powerful and, in addition, is much older than me. He was sent here by Samael, one of the rulers of the Underworld, to make me return. His name is Nathaniel, and he caused your accident.- Nadir explained to him, but staring at the ground, unable to meet his eyes.

💥 Silver light flooded the room. Everyone turned. And froze. 😨 A figure stepped inside. A familiar figure. Tall. Covered in silver armor. Ancient symbols glowing across his chest. ✨ The Keeper. 💀 But something was different. Very different. His armor was cracked. His face pale. His eyes filled with urgency. 🌙 “The city is falling.” ⸻ 🌙 The Crack In The Sky Outside— The giant crack above the Forgotten World continued growing. 🌌 Reality itself was tearing apart.

Lily literally falls for every hot dude she meets either in good circumstances or bad ones. “He is the Bratva’s first son, Vincenzo Salvatore De Luca.” My jaw ticked and my fingers dug into my palms, almost drawing out blood at the mention of his name. “Oh my gosh! He is so hot!” “Let’s go, Lily. I need to speak to Dad.” I walked past the dreamy girl, who wished she could have Vincenzo towering over her while whispering sweet nothings into her ear. But she had no idea that the devil does none of that.

Liora asked, her voice trembling. Kael's smile was sharp. "Simple. I want what I've always wanted. To be on the winning side. The Fallen Pantheon is waking. The Blood Moon is almost here. They will return, and they will crush this world and rebuild it in their image. You cannot stop them. Not with a protector bound by rules, and not with an anchor who is crumbling to dust." He took a step closer, his eyes intense.

Her father had been persuasive, and his vision for a new order—one where celestials ruled unchallenged—had seemed compelling. But now, watching Damien and the others fight for their lives, it felt different. She promised herself she wouldn’t get involved. It was the only way. And yet… Then she heard it. A scream—familiar and heart-wrenching. Damien’s scream. Matilda’s heart froze. She looked toward the clearing where the Velakar stood, looming over the group like a dark cloud. Her eyes darted between the motionless forms of Claud, Lycidas, Zakira, and even Astrid, all sprawled across the ground, barely clinging to consciousness. But it was Damien, lying helplessly beneath the towering creatu

’’ And there we go people, he broke my freaking heart again but we won't show that to him, I wiped my tears and told him, ‘’Listen Rowan, I dont give a fuck about you or your stupid relationship situation or what so ever. Don't drag me into your shit and certainly don't carry me to your bed. Don't even come near this room when you are drunk or out of your mind. So Rowan, you and your bullshit can go to hell. The door is over there and open, you can certainly make your way , I'm sure you can.’’ Good fucking riddance, he went away and all the tears streamed down my face.my phone started ringing, my mothers call.

“Yes, he’s already so injured and won’t be able to survive the fall.” “Let’s go and report back to His Majesty.” They discussed among themselves and returned whence they came from—toward the Royal City. … Meanwhile, at that very moment in the World Universe’s Mount Emei. Megan was sitting on the throne with a malicious expression in the main hall. She was in a purple long dress—looking like an ice goddess. The aura she emitted was heart-palpitating as well. Watson was kneeling there in front of her while sweating cold sweat with his hands and legs shivering.