Transformers G1 Rumble Novels & Stories

But then I remembered the mascara stained tears on my face which must have given me away and I aggressively began to wipe them off even though I knew my face was only becoming more of a mess. “I asked a question and I hate repeating myself so give me an answer before I blow your brains out” he said, his voice still calm while he drilled holes through them with blazing eyes and I saw one guard swallowing in fear. It was satisfying to see them scared and I wondered just how ruthless this Mr Rover was to make them look this terrified. They still didn't say a word and obviously losing his patience, he shot straight into the knees of two of them and I screamed as their blood splattered all over t

The gravity around him increased, so Wilbur stumbled even harder. Rex's hammers could control gravity, and their power was not to be underestimated. Wilbur suddenly felt like the battle was quite a challenge. He almost got hit a few times. Infuriated, he instantly activated his Domain, Tyrant of No Other. A lot of runes appeared on his skin. All his powers were channeled into the thunder cleaver. Wilbur barely regained balance with the powerful force. "Tyrant of No Other: Infernal Thunder Dragon."

Shit. I tried to calm myself as Drake got out and walked over to me. He yanks my door open and grabs me. He is leading me to the edge of the forest. “You need to run, shift” he orders. My only response was to shake my head no. Drake is getting angry now and orders me again. This time I managed to speak,”I can’t, I don’t show my wolf.” Drake laughs and lets a little of his alpha power roll over me. This time I don’t fight it, it soothes me and Lila begins to rumble happily. I have to find another way to calm down or I could go relief another way. I reach down and feel Drake’s hardness through his pants. He sucks in a breath and grabs my hand away. I see the gold replace the brown in his eyes

Goldie licked the blood from her lips and said with a smirk, “I hope you had your fun, little girl. Now it's my turn. I won't kill you, but I'm going to beat the crap out of you. I want you to remember this beating.” Goldie looked at Raven wide-eyed and attempted to snatch her arm away, but Goldie had a firm grip. After kicking her again, Goldie let go to evade Raven's kicks. Quickly, Goldie executed a roundhouse kick, sending Raven flying back. As Raven got up, the bell rang for the shift fight. Both of them shifted; Raven transformed into a large brown wolf with a hint of white on her tail, whereas Goldie became a powerful, large brown wolf with dark ears and blue sapphire eyes.

"Shotgun! I call shotgun!" Tank was bouncing around the lobby, which was no longer the serene boardroom. To match the night's mood, Ren had purchased a "Garage" skin for the lobby. The walls were covered in neon graffiti, oil drums burned with digital fire, and the air echoed with the sound of revving engines. Tank was wearing a new skin: "The Road Warrior." It was aggressive and loud—spiked shoulder pads, a mohawk made of holographic flames, and a leather jacket that said BORN TO FRAG on the back.

Rumble! The war chariot rumbled and moved, and cold light shot out in all directions from its body. At this moment, the war chariot transformed into a magical beast as it charged forward. Powerful energy fluctuations wildly shot out under the control of the Tiammie academy master. "Hmph..." In the face of the other party's attack, Zephyr Khan was a little surprised. It was unexpected that this guy would be the first to attack. However, this did not cause him to be the slightest bit timid. Both of his hands clenched into fists and violently smashed forward.

“Glow: Wyvern Transformation” *Roar* A loud roar shook the entirety of Systema and finally caused a change in Breaker. For the little assassin’s expression became much more focused when he heard the roar. The disregard and taunting that previously dominated his expression was slowly wiped off, and the hand that held his hammer gripped it strongly.

“You’ve never fooled around in the car before?” Wait— I didn’t voice that thought out loud. Did I? “W…..what….” I stammered, mentally facepalming. My words had just explained exactly how I felt. Don smiled, as though he was enjoying trapping me. I rolled my eyes at him, ignoring my racing heart. “So far, she can see us,” Matt whispered, then placed a kiss on my cleavage. “But not anymore.” He pressed a button, and the glass switched. It was now tinted. We could see Aurora, but she couldn’t see us.

Jake didn't hesitate. RUMBLE— The familiar dark-golden light flared again—but this time, there was a hint of blood-red in the glow. That was the color of war machines. The high-grade alloy ingots in the warehouse seemed to answer some unseen call, liquefying into streams of molten metal that surged into the RV's frame. The sound of metal being forged and reshaped filled the air. The RV stretched wider, longer. Its chassis grew more solid, like a mobile fortress taking shape.

Then another, until all the pins are gone from my hair and scattered on the ground and my hair is falling down my bare shoulders. "Move, Zoya," I think. "kick this mother fucker in the shin..." But my stomach was doing some weird flipping, and my legs were as stiff as a stubborn piece of clay. "Rule number one," the hand on my waist moves up to my zipper. "Gear for battle. Not pretty black gowns." That's when I move, the shock at what he's about to do spurring me into motion. I push Ragnar away with surprising strength. I stumbling back, the tension crackling between us like the fire that burned in the chimney.