Transformers Ancients Novels & Stories

Strange artifacts adorned stone pedestals, emitting a faint hum that seemed to resonate with the very air itself. "What is this place?" Alaric murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. The Guardian's eyes gleamed with otherworldly wisdom as it gestured toward the artifacts. "This is the Vault of Ancients," it explained. "A repository of knowledge and power, guarded for generations by my kind."

"But once there are just a few Immortals when they do twenty years old, after a lot of training, they are sent to a respective world, where they must complete an important mission." For father's sake... "And if they did it right, they will meet their soulmate and will be able to bring their mate with them when they come back to their home in a land above all the worlds, and there, the evermore turns their partner into an Immortal so they can be together." I think I am having goosebumps. How does this person know so much about us? Not only him- but his ancestors... h-how can this be happening? "And you know how they fall into our world? They fall like a shooting star from the sky, in a baby b

I yell at Tesha above the noise of multiple dragons bellowing angrily, the loudest being Ancalagon. “The unmated dragons don’t like seeing one of their own claimed. They always shift and fly off,” Tesha yells back at me. Now I understand what Zephyr meant about Ancalagon being back in time to take me to dinner. Well, maybe he won’t be. When they’re gone, I look back into the stadium. All the water is gone, and the earth is back to normal. Aithlin is laying with his arms outstretched across Morgan's snout, hugging her while she lies still on the ground.

"Your own path?" Marcus scoffed, shoving Layon away and releasing his t-shirt, "You are your father's son. What other path is there?" The salt-and-pepper-haired alpha glared at Layon with such distaste that Layon was certain he wasn't going to like what came next. Sucking in a deep breath, Layon prepared himself for all he was about to admit. "I would never have found Reebah without the help of Angel Hale." That's when Marcus's eyes did turn utterly black, so black in fact that the whites entirely disappeared and Layon knew that the alpha's wolf was just barely being restrained. Though he had fought his father several times to train

Then that shell would break to let out a creature that was hideous and scary and weird. In the process of trying to drive him away, they somehow ended up gravitating towards each other. Finding comfort in the unexpected company, deep secrets tumbling out in the middle of the night. The guy who got stranded for sightseeing was suddenly showing her perspectives she had never seen before. The girl who barely talks was suddenly telling him the things he needed to hear all his life. But at the end of the day, you should never ever trust a stranger. Soon the creature would enclose itself completely for the second time, never to be seen like that again. It was a period of transformation.

Rhine was unmoved. She let out a soft laughter. She put her hand on Martell's cheek. She chanted quietly. Martell held his head in pain as a bug moved into his head. He turned around and walked to the popped shells. "It's time to wake up and fight our long awaited war" he bellowed and the giant soldiers started standing up from the shells "What's he doing?" David asked anxiously. "I think he is waking them up" Alpha Jones made a stance. "He is possessed" Sophie shook her head vigorously in fear.

She began wandering through the library shelves narrowly, looking at everything with bored eyes, until she was stopped by something resembling a strange box. She was surprised at first, and began to look at it with interest. She did not know why, but something was urging her to touch that box. She did not know why, but something was urging her to open it. She extended her hand and took the box, turning it over in her hands. It was a palm-sized box, written in the letters of that strange language. But the strange thing is that she was able to read what was written on that paper "Athenos, your path to the land of the ancestors, where the Lord Savior of the Vampires lies."

I said. "It'll take time to learn control, but I see what will be. You will master it." Thea's voice chimed almost like a bell. "Enough stalling, let's see this power of yours," Nathan snapped. I stood again, letting my father steady me when I swayed a little on my feet. I was a Necromancer. I was a Summoner. I could do this and I would.

“But you’ll need me.” Annabel tilted her head, the faintest hint of a smirk on her lips. “You think I trust you?” “You don’t have to trust me,” he said. “But you’re smart enough to know you’ll die if you do this alone.” Before Annabel could respond, the trees ahead of them exploded outward, the force sending splinters flying. She dove to the side, the rogue rolling in the opposite direction as the first Ancient stepped into view. Its form was grotesque, a blend of human and beast, its flesh scarred and stretched unnaturally. Its eyes glowed red, and its maw opened wide to release a guttural roar. Behind it, more shapes emerged, their hulking forms pushing through the shattered forest.

Lucas looked at the tens of zombies not far away and asked. The Rank 3 Celestial Honorable Ranked Zombies snorted coldly and stared hard at Lucas. "I'm the owner of this Ancient City of Zombies!" "Suddenly, nine overwhelming zombies were storming into the Ancient City of Zombies. They all said they you're their master!?" Listening to it made Lucas come to an understanding. "So, it's the Apocalyptic Legion who is the one who makes you guys come forth to look for me?" Lucas looked at the Rank 3 Celestial Honorable Ranked Zombies and said.