Transformers Beast Wars Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I moved my hands to touch his scars, but Andrew caught my hand, stopping me from doing it. "You want to see the beast. I'll show you the beast," he said, with a loud growl in front of me. Andrew turned into a big black wolf, and I watched in awe as he transformed before my eyes, his eyes now glowing with an otherworldly intensity. The beast stood before me, powerful and majestic, a sight that both terrified and captivated me.

I assure him through clenched teeth even though I'm not sure I do. "Marinah, step around him slowly. No sudden movements." "No," I growl and almost lose myself to Beast's violence. Marinah freezes before she can step in his direction. It's all that saves her. Beast bellows inside me and bones crack. Rage floods my system along with more Kedorine 5. I've never brought Beast back from this point of transformation, but I know I must. The pain almost takes me to my knees. The red band around my vision increases in size until there's only a small clear place left and it holds Marinah. Thick energy pushes against my bones exerting Beast's will over my own. No, I almost shout out loud. I hold my gr

I instantly let the man go as he gasped for air. “Sorry.” I quickly apologize. He coughs. “It’s alright, I should have expected that. Wow you’ve got a grip.” He says, massaging his throat. I could see that it would bruise later. He holds out a hand. “My name is Casey Flynn.” He introduces himself. I shake his hand. “Nice to meet you. I’m Damian Morningstar.” I introduced myself. “Sorry for trying to kill you.” “Believe me, I don’t think you can since I’m a Cosmic Warlock.” He smiles. “Oh and this is my wife, Bella Flynn. She’s a psychic siren.” I shake hands with Bella as well.

Anastacia took a step back and focused more on her shield. “Anastacia, the blood I hold is yours as well,” The beast taunted, “The more mates you attempt to take, the more blood will be on your hands.” Asteria said and laughed menacingly before Ana collapsed due to the sound and her wolf’s power. Asteria overpowered her. “Run!” Anastagio said when his sister suddenly began transforming on the lab’s bed.

He let out an angry growl and I was worried that I had done something wrong that upset him. But suddenly, his face was buried in my neck as he thrust into me harder. Were the Beast and Edward at war with each other? If so, why? Does one of them not want me as I do them? Eventually, my hips found their rhythm as I ran my fingers over his horns. He once again bit into my neck. Suddenly, it was as if my body was no longer my own. The name that escaped his lips was Ara. The next thing I knew I felt like I was waking up from a dream. His cock was still buried deep inside me. He kissed me again.

"GET TO SECONDARY POSITIONS NOW!" Warriors scattered. The shadow traps we'd spent days setting up exploded against the Beast's hide and did absolutely nothing. Arrows flew through its body like it was made of smoke. Because it was made of smoke. Corrupted, angry, murderous smoke. The Beast's eyes locked on mine, and I felt it—that connection Morgana had talked about. Like a fishhook sunk deep in my chest, pulling. No. Not pulling. Dragging. I gasped as the sensation intensified. My mother's blood. They'd killed her and made this thing from what they stole, and now it was trying to—

“Child.” “I am the Beast God.” Even Luna’s hand stopped mid-motion. Clar’s head snapped up. “I know you are deeply dissatisfied with coming to the Beast Realm,” the voice continued. “This was my fault.” Clar’s heart leapt. “Beast God Grandpa! If you brought me here, you can send me back, right? I can’t take this anymore!” Silence. Then— “Child. Your body in the modern world has already perished… in a train accident.”

”I command you to shift, “ my beta tried again and I could see the beasts was fighting against Bredon’s royal command. He let out a savage growl. I could see hate in the eyes of the beast. Bredon slammed his head against the closest pillar and he shrieked in pain but he was apathetic. Casey and Bredon were forced to repeat the blowtorch and the poison again and the second time. The beast’s strong facade crumpled and he violently shifted. His bones popped and snapped as he transformed into a weak beard looking man. His cloaked scent liberated and he smelled like a rogue……. Rotten flesh. His head whipped around, looking for any escape he could find until his eyes landed on my dangerous cold on

Maxim roared. The ground split under the sound, cracking like dry earth under a hammer. Soldiers staggered, some falling to their knees as a wave of molten energy burst outward, tearing trenches through the battlefield. I thought it would break us all apart—me, Zara, the Vale’s army—but then the force bent inward, collapsing back into him like a dying star devouring its own light. And for a heartbeat, the Beast faltered. “Elira…” His voice was cracked stone, torn between two selves. My name sounded like it cost him blood to speak.

And although I couldn’t remember anything about her, I knew in my heart that I wanted her. [Flashback.] "But I’m on your team... Team Lucy, remember?" Team Lucy. Oh, Goddess. Please give me my memory back. 'I’m sorry.' Beast took back all the memories, and I just found myself sitting on the floor with my back against the cold walls, facing an empty gym. 'I did try my best while we were in the underworld, but the enchantment of that place was too much for me. I couldn’t even get a grip on reality from time to time. But I did try, buddy. I’m sorry.'