Optimus Prime's Son Novels & Stories

the man spoke. Scott stammered, “You are not Jax, are you? And Phineas? The Beta’s son? What happened?”. The man chuckled, “I'm Jackson. Beta Jax’s son. He won’t tell you about me as I was a bad son. And Phineas, he was beheaded by the Dark Dynasty Prince, now King though”. Since Scott was still in shock, Jackson ushered him into the pack. Scott walked carefully into the pack. Walt moaning.

"You want a war, Father? Fine. But you forgot something. You forgot I've been awake in that pod for months. Listening. Learning. Breaking your programming. And I taught the others how to do it too." The children stopped. Turned. Looked at his father. "Kill him instead," Genesis said softly. "Kill the man who made you slaves." His father's confidence cracked. "That's impossible. The programming is—" "Broken. Like everything you touch. Like everyone you control. We're done being your puppets." The children advanced. Toward their creator. Toward the man who'd built them. Owned them. Used them. His father ran. The children followed. His screams echoed through the compound. Then stopped. Abruptly

His son stopped and stared at Lumia for a moment before taking his spot next to his father. Thea had already met Alpha Jones, but hadn’t met his eldest son. She felt into him, and he wasn’t dark like his father or sister. Maybe their pack had hope once he was in charge. She wondered if he would hate Thea for maiming his sister, or if they would eventually have an alliance.

The words bursted out of his mouth just as a sob escaped my lips. The tears I've held at bay now flowed uncontrollably as I heaved shaky breaths and I feel like my lungs were churning, squeezing and pulling at each other. "You already came from a powerful ancestor, and not only are you a Prime Omega, you have the blood of The Alpha of all Primes." Marcus was trembling as he took my hand. "That explains everything; from your early shift, your powers, your incredible strength, speed and intellect. It's because YOU are the direct descendant of King Hope- the first Alpha Prime Omega. You are Alpha Gar and Luna Aria's son."

Instead, I saw a man in a black suit, his face perfectly preserved, his eyes two voids of spinning gold. "Hello, Elara," my father’s voice said—not the ghost, not the scientist, but the **Architect Prime**. "It's time for the daughter to return to the Father." He didn't hit me. He didn't blast me. He simply touched my forehead, and the world went black.

“Let me introduce everyone, Zahra. You already know Lincoln Grey and his Beta Sam Williamson, and Brant Anderson with his Beta Arlo Jacobs. Over here is Gamma John West, from Dark Forest, with his sons Jason and Jackson.” I shake hands all around, summoning my politest smile. John West must be around Alpha Lucas’s age, based on the streaks of grey in his short-cropped hair and the set of his weathered features. He is shorter than Jasper’s dad, Greyson, but built like a tank. His sons, Jason and Jackson, are the spitting image of him, just like Tobias is the spitting image of King James. Jason looks about twenty-two, broad in the shoulders with tanned skin from hours of training. Jackson appe

The child hadn't turned into a dried-up husk or a monster. He was perfectly fine. Healthier and stronger than any vampire fledgling. "Is... is that..." Justin reached out a trembling hand, trying to touch him, tears streaming down his face. "My son... he's alive... Gods, he's alive!" He tried to stand, a fawning, pathetic smile on his face. "Gracie, I knew you were amazing. That's our son! He's the perfect hybrid! Quick, let me hold him! If we work together, with the Bloodspring, we'll be invincible!"

He says the Alpha is dead, the leadership of Greenvale has changed, and he’s no longer the Alpha's Gamma. I glance over at the kid shielded in Joanne’s arms. Is he the new Alpha? I'm ready to rip out his throat, but Joanne drops to her knees and begs me. She says the boy's name is Sion and that he’s hers and Anto's son, not Steve’s. She pleads for his life. Hah, I can’t believe the old dog has built such a “wonderful family business.” I crush Anto’s limbs, then have the family locked up. They’re Rylee’s enemies, so she’ll decide their fate.

These people have killed too many of my father's men, deepening my father's hatred for them. "Ryan has a son. His name is Wyatt, and he should be around your age." My father tells me, observing me as he speaks. His crane is digging into the floor. "Don't underestimate him—I don't know what his abilities are yet." I smile. "Probably nothing like mine."

"No, we can't do that. What if you free Carnelia and we're shut down so tightly she can't get back to the babies? What if..." "When Carnelia and I survive this, we will find a way." He swears. "We will return. There is nothing that will stop us from reuniting our family." Standing before me, proud and strong, I see an echo of my father, the king he once was before time and cruelty corrupted him. For the sake of us all, I pray that Primus is stronger than our father ever was. H His hands are sure and steady as he places his last child in my arms. "Love them like they are your own, Ona, but make sure they remember who we are."