Transformers Beast Wars Fanfiction Novels & Stories

By the time he finally pulled, I couldn't breathe properly, his lips were swollen, his eyes boring into that of mine like the beast he is, then a slow smirk curved his mouth. “Your voice…” he murmured, thumb brushing my lower lip. “I love hearing it. I wonder how your moaning will sound in my ear.” I jerked my face away, cheeks burning. “Stop… it.” But it felt like that irritated him, he yanked me back against him, voice dropping to a whisper. “I am not a monster,” he said. “I am a beast.” That was when I realized those eyes weren’t Knight’s, so it was his beast all along.

I shifted fully, my body growing to almost the same size as the beast. I blocked Isla's attack, my claws meeting hers in mid-air. The impact was immense, but I held firm. I roared loud, tearing the air and sending the beast falling back. My eyes glowed bright red, a fierce determination burning within me. President Ryder smiled, a glint in his eye. "Finally," he said, "now it's time to end this." The air was charged with tension as we prepared to face the beast. I knew it wouldn't be an easy battle, but I was ready. I would protect the school, no matter the cost. The beast's eyes locked onto us, its gaze fierce and unyielding.

it was Bigger, Hungrier and tasty for blood. The warriors screamed and ran in the opposite direction, some weaker ones couldn't even move their body because of the pressure that was emanating from my transformation. I watched from inside my own head at the chaos that was me as I tore through their strongest defense in a matter of seconds. I also watched general josh battle bravely with the beast. But from the looks of things it was a matter of time before the beast tore him to pieces.

He screamed out Jimmy is back and is injured and unable to walk my lord. Lord Darius rushed out as he heard the bad news. My lord, the deed has been done, Jimmy cried out, finally, the worst has happened my lord, Lord Darius was still looking confused as fuck he didn't believe what he just saw. Don't tell me that the wicked beast conquered my army ?? he was still dumbfounded, my lord, that's an understatement, my eyes saw hell, my lord, the beast can conquer the whole of Kingstonville, I don't know the type of power he uses says jimmy. The beast is very strong. He conquered all our men. I was the only surviving man amongst a thousand warriors. In short, I was tortured as well and he decided

But it was not enough, they began to fall one by one and it began to dawn on Steve that if he did not do anything, Emma was going to die at the hands of the Black Dragon. He stepped forward. “It is time,” he said to his Beta in a grave tone. Marcus nodded and dashed forward, transforming into a ferocious big black werewolf. He tore his way with his sharp teeth through the ranks of the black dragon. Steve crouched low and closed his eyes, he slowed his breathing and mentally reached deep within himself. He reached deep until he felt his Alpha spirit and called upon the War Beast! The transformation was painful and long. His scream pierced the air and a pause took over the battle field.

*Canaan* The moment Bexley disappears behind me, I turn and rush down the hallway as quickly as I can. When I turn the corner, I see one of my warriors lying in a pool of his own blood with Garth stalking toward him, his rifle still smoking. A roar tears through my body. Even though I can’t shift, that won’t stop me from launching myself at the bastard. He doesn’t get his weapon up in time, so when I crash into him, I crush it against his body and rip into his shoulders with my gnarled teeth.

Jake muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. Sofia’s heart raced as she watched Damien’s transformation, his body radiating a power that she had never seen before. She could feel the energy emanating from him, a force so intense it made the air around them vibrate. This isn’t just werewolf power, she realized, her mind reeling. What is he? Damien turned to Sofia, his eyes still glowing with that strange, mesmerizing light. “We need to leave,” he said, his voice calm but urgent. He reached out to her, his hand warm and reassuring as he took hers.

The Beast clawed at my chest, shredding my starmetal shirt. "Burn!" I screamed. I unleashed a pulse of solar flare directly into its mouth. FWOOM. The fire went down its throat. The Beast didn't die. It swallowed. It drank the fire. Its stomach glowed orange for a second, then faded back to gray. It licked its lips. "MORE," a voice hissed from inside the beast. Not the Beast's voice. The voice of the Skeleton in the deep. The Beast clamped its jaws shut. My hands were inside.

Elara said immediately. Kael’s gaze snapped to hers. “This isn’t a discussion.” “I’m not helpless.” “And you’re not trained for this pack’s fights.” The ground trembled slightly. Not from movement. From power. Then the trees at the edge of the clearing exploded with motion. A wounded warrior stumbled out first, blood soaking his shoulder. Behind him, three Beast Pack wolves shifted mid-run, their bodies already transforming into massive wolves as they rushed forward. And chasing them Rogues. But not the scattered, desperate rogues Elara had seen before.