Transformers Prime Beast Hunters Predacons Rising Megatron Novels & Stories

They both look at me like I'm sick in the head and quickly glance at each other bit avert their gazes almost immediately, "You guys think,I've been there I've seen these beast a t like monsters I know what I saw and what I mean they are evil and ready to murder anyone any minute, they do not care about the humans finding out which makes sense doesn't it?, Think of it this way they are hunters they started the war back then when we were little, they wanted total power and control over everything in the end they realized they were losing way too much than they kill and guess what, Bam !!! All of a sudden the hunters who had initiated the killing and started the war wants peace they brought up

Prey instructed the maids, and leaving the kitchen. As she came out from the kitchen, she saw Maya entering the office. She looked at Maya with deadly expression. Prey is a CAMELEON. She was difficult to know her true identity. Even Alex whom was her ex-lover and Adeline whom was her close friend, they didn’t know her deeply. None of them still didn’t know what she was capable of doing. Prey entered into their bedroom upstairs. She met Maya’s father sitting on the bed pressing his phone. She walked closed to him. She bent a bit and kissed him on his forehead. Maya’s father kissed her back with smiles on his face.

“So, Crystal Leonidas has finally come?" The entire room was silenced in anticipation. Meanwhile, Xander William lifted Crystal's chin with his cold fingers. Crystal met Xander's eyes. The man was standing in front of Crystal, he was tall and strong. Without the warm glow in his eyes, his usual silly grin, or the mocking glare she had been used to. What was left was him as the head of Tygerwell—a cruel, untouchable, and dangerous man. Xander's eyes were icy cold, while the elegant black suit that replaced his jeans and denim jacket made it seem as if he had swallowed the light. All that was left was darkness and nothing more.

Maya asked, her hands glowing with a soft gold as she gripped the overhead support rail. ​"Ten minutes. Maybe less," Silas replied, her jaw set. "But we’ve got a bigger problem. Look at the scanners." ​On the tactical display, hundreds of red icons began to swarm the landing zone. These weren't drones or machines. They were the "Apex" wolves, Thorne’s personal guard, fully infused with the Primal Seed and the necro-virus. They were standing on the jagged obsidian peaks, their eyes glowing with a synchronized, rhythmic red pulse.

The Prime Beast smelled her weakness and lunged again. Thorne and two warriors formed a wedge formation to shield Lyra’s flank. Eira took the front with me. I shouted orders with full Alpha dominance. “Left flank, drive it toward the support wall!” “Do not let it scent the heir again!” The pack obeyed instantly, but the Prime Beast ignored formations; it targeted Lyra only. The Prime Beast’s tracking ability is biological, not magical. It can sense the heir’s heartbeat through solid rock.

I asked him. "I will never bow to a witch. I will take pleasure in eating your heart since you chose to ruin my meal!" He spat back at me with an evil smirk. Yes, I could have easily done a killing blow, but I find a slight enjoyment in making the evil beings suffer a little. Plus, I get paid more if I deliver them alive. Mucelini here broke the law. Ghouls have centers where they can obtain flesh to survive. When several ghoul attacks started in the area and the Paranormal Enforcement Agents (PEA) couldn't find the culprit they called me. Freya Blackwood, paranormal bounty hunter. I take on hunting ghouls, vampires, werewolves, and other creatures of the night. I am the best of the best and

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

The sound of bones shattering and reforming was clearly audible; his skin tore like rags, revealing a black, carapace-like substance beneath. “Aaaaaah!” he screamed in agony as the black mist suddenly erupted, blasting away all the guests within a dozen meters of him! Panic erupted. Screams, cries, and the shattering of glass echoed throughout the museum. “Catherine, get out of there! Now!” Jack roared. “Too late!” Catherine’s voice rang out. “He’s blocked the main exit! He’s…transforming!” On the surveillance footage, Preston Vance was no longer human. He had transformed into a monster nearly ten feet tall, composed of twisted black carapace and exposed, pulsating tendons. His face, which s

“Might as well have. He hung up with all the finesse of Scar letting go of Mufasa’s paw.” “Dark. But accurate,” Koa admitted. Then her tone shifted, heavier, echoing with that layered resonance that meant she wasn’t just joking anymore. “Let’s recap the highlight reel, shall we? The monsters with the red eyes stalked Serenya’s people. They’ve hunted each Guardian, in one way or another, across lands and generations. You’ve all seen them, fought them, or been chased by them. And now Charlie drops the bomb: ‘older than the gods themselves.’” Cheyenne swallowed hard. “Which makes them… what? Primordial? Something that shouldn’t even exist anymore?”

Behind him, shadows moved with lethal precision. Adrian watched the screen carefully. “He’s not attacking the defenses.” Aurora’s voice was low. “No.” Her eyes followed his path. “He’s coming for me.” The storm roared louder. Three armies closing in. Three predators hunting the same prize. Aurora’s fingers moved across the Atlas console. “Deploy Leviathan.” The ground beneath the estate trembled. Across the courtyard, a massive steel platform began rising from the earth. Hydraulic pistons groaned as colossal armored plating unfolded like the wings of a mechanical titan.