Nemesis Prime Transformers: The Last Knight Novels & Stories

"Nero turned to see his beloved wife standing before him, albeit in spirit form, regardless, she was still there. The witnesses stated that before Nero was killed by the Council Members, the last thing they saw was his eyes returning to their original color and a lone tear rolling down his cheek. But Prime Nero's last words were of gratitude towards the council. Freya's spirit returned to the spirit world, however this time, not alone but with Nero. The Council and a few of the Primes had a meeting. Even Prime Hope was present, and he was absolutely devastated. They learned that that is how a Prime Omega turns feral. Faruk-gha was the name of Nero's Beast. The Beast inside a Prime is trigger

I shouted at her, hoping she could hear me while she was in the Moon Goddess realm. “A seventh Guardian Knight has been selected, he will be what completes the Guardian Knight bond,” she said in an eerie, ethereal voice. I was confused as I thought Ellie was supposed to make the last selection but in the same breath, I was worried because I didn’t want that light and energy to draw others to us before we were ready.

Still as Prime he had too, this was not just about him. “I don’t know, I haven’t seen any of you have a true weakness yet. Besides the normal one that we all have getting wounded. I suppose there was a suggestion while you were ill. From what I saw, you might be a piece that would cause your people great harm. Though how I don’t know. It really doesn’t matter. I wouldn’t go against you. It would be completely foolish of me to do so. Your people are the only ones that stand between us and the truly evil creatures out there.” He was silent a moment and they paused half way down the hall. He glanced out the window. Sybil thought he looked even more tired for a moment, and yet regal in a way tha

He had the couch pushed on the wall across from my bed; his limbs stretched beyond what the seat could accommodate. He was reading something on his phone, lifting his gaze in my direction before speaking. “They are more powerful than us, faster, smarter.” He said this with a scrunched face, hating admitting that Elijah is more powerful than him. “When they shift to their true form, they don’t turn to an animal spirit, but rather more human-ish.” “Yeah?” I asked. “Have you seen one?” He shook his head, a solemn look on his face. “Prince Andrei was the last of his kind. When he died, werewolves became a slave to the night. We can only shift in our animal spirit when the sun is gone.”