Megatron X Nightbird Novels & Stories

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

“What the fuck is that?” “I don’t hear anything.” I let go of the vent and conjure an energy ball. “But if it’s the thing that was here before…we’re screwed.” “Speak for yourself.” She draws her fangs and looks around the room. She can see in the dark, and right now, she’s staring at something, eyes widening. Another dog-creature lunges from the dark, moving like a blur. It’s half the size of the one that I hit in the shoulder with the energy ball. Did it split back apart?

A few of the Greymen stepped forward, wanting to swipe at such things, but their King growled to keep them back. The ravens landed on either side of the wooden altar and looked up at Drust. Their black eyes blinked in perfect rhythm with each other. He offered his forearms and each bird flapped a bit and landed on him. “Go now, Hugdin and Mundin, be my eyes and guides in this war and sacrifice. Be my arms of thought and mind.” He raised his arms and the huge birds fluttered into the sky, crying out as they ascended high and made a circle before moving to the west. Drust closed his eyes, smiled and then looked down at Gonar.

This better be successful because I have everything to loss if this fails, including Natalie. I lay in bed that night hoping, listening for any sound that my human ear can hear. Waiting for there arrival. Slowly the hours tickle away and it is soon approaching dawn before I hear the first roar of the monsters as they all return home. I jump out of bed and race out into the backyard to see a sight I had not expected.

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

Without a word he close the door and walk to the drivers side. Hell yes, that's Jordan, I can can even recognise him if his putting on diapers. "What is Jordan doing here?" I turn to Xavier. "He lost a bet." Xavier reply curtly. "Then why isn't he talking to me?" I ask confused. He didn't even say hi. "He's our driver for tonight, so he's not suppose to converse with his employee and his guest." Typical rich tycoon Xavier. "Its just part of the bet." Xavier adds when I glare at him.

Her words and the bold front she tried to put up made the man in front of her give a wicked sinful smile and squatting in front of her he spoke. "I'M DRACO, XANDER'S FATHER. WELCOME TO HELL" TBC Don't forget to like and comment.

adds Laryn. We're flying low trying to avoid military's radar. We're sure random human phone calls are alerting the government to our presence but they will be scrambling to figure out if it's a hoax. Calls of three large dragons; one red, one blue, and one silver will give us some time. "We need to head back," shouts Tahr, "I have no mental connection with Pepper." I try to contact Acasia too and feel the lack of connection. We turn back. Somehow I know we're too late. Ten minutes out, that's all, and it's too long to change fate.

Her complexion favored her Indigenous American father, a warm contrast to her mother’s fairer skin. Overhead, the unmistakable silver shimmer of DOVE—Persephone’s mechanical companion—flashed in the dim lighting. The robotic bird, crafted with intricate Indigenous tribal etchings along its sleek metal frame, pulsed with an eerie green glow. It flitted through the air, its sharp metallic talons clicking ominously as it searched for a perch. I instinctively ducked, gripping the brim of my hat tightly. “Not today,” I muttered, sidestepping out of the bird’s flight path.

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.