Sentinel Prime X Reader Novels & Stories

​The explosion didn't sound like a bomb. It sounded like a gasp, the collective breath of five years of secrets, ten years of distance, and a thousand years of ancient bloodlines colliding. When the Primal Seed in Kaelen’s chest made contact with the Sentinel’s Mercury Core, the physical world of the Iron Peak, the cold granite, the shattered glass, and the vibrating crystals, simply ceased to matter. ​In an instant, the five of them, Kaelen, Sierra, Leo, Maya, and Ren, were yanked from the battlefield and plunged into the Mind-Scape.

His canines were elongated and his eyes turned yellow, while his palms and feet turned to wolf paws while his nails elongated. 'What kind of monster is this?' I thought in my head I looked at him startled, as I stepped away from him. "Hello dear, mate. I finally get to meet you. I am Hunter, the alpha king of Pearly Canines and well a part of Alexander." He said, and before I could say anything to him, an immense amount of pain shot in my jaw, that shifted to my head, as I looked at the so-called hunter with my dizzy eyes. "You-you-look like thun-thunder," I said as I saw him fully turning into wolf-like others did, as my mind went black and I fell to the ground lifelessly.

She looked small, a scrap of a girl in a stained medic’s jacket, standing amidst the ruins of the most advanced security system in Eldergloom. "The girl speaks of souls while her hands are covered in the grease of a sewer," the Sentinel replied, his voice a mechanical drone that lacked any human cadence. He stood seven feet tall, his armor a polished, seamless silver that reflected the swirling sapphire twilight above. He stepped over the smoldering remains of his comrade, his heavy boots making a hollow, terrifying sound on the polished stone. "You have opened a door that only leads to your grave. Did you think a hammer could stop the Queen’s design?"

And then after a few more minutes they arrived. Primo directly went to his room since he's currently alone. His sister and her husband had a meeting with some co-workers and Ethan busy, he's completely alone and can scream as loud as he wants and he did. Slumping on his bed and kicking into thin airs. How ashamed he was. After calming down, he suddenly think of the moment Allen became cold but turned to be so warm before he left. Primo has the heart of an angel, leaving Allen out maled him guilty without any fault and of course he's afraid either. Allen can do things he can not imagine of, what if next morning he can not see light anymore.

The diamond-encased wooden ring on my finger began to pulse, a dull, rhythmic throb that matched the beat of my heart. "I feel... like I'm a ghost in my own life," I whispered, the tears finally coming. "I see these pictures, and I feel the heat of them, but the story is gone. I’m a Banker with an empty vault." "Then we start a new ledger," Xander said. He stepped in front of me, taking my hands in his. The violet light in his hand flared, but he ignored it, his brown eyes locking onto mine with a fierce, billionaire-romance intensity. "The Sovereign is waking up, Seraphina. The Auditor is realizing that the 'True Zero' didn't work. They’re going to try to Reallocate you. They’re going to tr

When his body slumps back down and goes still, I am too hesitant to move. Cara is screaming at me inside as she tells me to run. However, its like my body refuses. This is Xander. I would know him anywhere even without the bond. I can still feel him. I have felt him more here now as I looked through his eyes than when I laid across his cold body. She is newer to the presence of out mate and has no idea what she is talking about.

She yelled. Sentinel takes out his finger and slides his hard d*ck into her. Loo's yells became moans. "That's more like it, Mama." Sentinel says as he spanks her thrusting into her with the hunger of a bull. This made her buttons pop, freeing her breasts, partially as they were still in her bras.

Not yet. The council meeting dragged on. Reports of clone efficiency. Reconstruction progress. Suppression of “radical elements” who resisted the new order. Alex sat through it all, the child’s kicks growing stronger, the mutation making his body ache with need. By the end of the session, he was leaking heavily, thighs slick, hole clenching with desperate emptiness. Prime noticed. As the council filed out, he dismissed the guards with a wave. “Leave us.” The door sealed. Prime stood, pulling Alex to his feet. His hand slid down, cupping the heavy belly, then lower, stroking Alex’s leaking cock through the fabric.

Damien stepped between him and the others. “Stop.” Prime’s gaze fixed on Damien. He tilted his head, observing him like a reflection puzzled by its original. “You are… the seed,” Prime said. His voice was distorted—multi-layered, as if several voices echoed inside one. Damien’s pulse pounded. “You don’t have to follow his programming.” “I do not follow,” Prime replied. “I inherit.” He extended his hand, and for a moment, it wasn’t threatening. It was almost… curious. Reaching not to strike, but to connect.