Transformers Prime: Darkness Rising Novels & Stories

The Hunger-Prime hadn't just been pushed back by the Synthesis; it had learned from it. The "Shadow-Wolf" opened its mouth, releasing a distorted, screaming frequency of Kael's own Alpha-call. As the ship's shields began to buckle under the weight of the "Anti-Synthesis" howl, Lyra did not look afraid. She looked angry. She walked to the center of the bridge, her skin transforming into solid, glowing Primal Marrow. "It's singing my song wrong," she said. "I'm going to fix it."

But she was no longer the frail omega he had banished, rejected, or thought dead. She took another step, shadows bowing to her will. Her lips didn't move, yet a voice, resonant and clear, filled his mind, vibrating through his bones, directly into his soul: "I am the darkness."

Stavros said, and suddenly Grecco´s eyes turned white. "Fuck..." Mat said, and took Grecco´s shoulder, maybe to steady him, maybe because they are related and he can help? What is happening? Is Grecco having a seizure? A panic attack? The others didn´t even flinch. They must have seen this incredibly weird scene before. Suddenly, his eyes became normal, and he took a deep breath. "We have less time than we expect," he said, and Mat cursed. "What did you see?" Mat said, "Zane, the darkness is spreading faster, and not even Asteria´s blood is containing the darkness..." Grecco revealed my most concealed secret. I didn´t want to bother anyone. I didn´t want Asteria worrying about me or feeling

Darkness enveloped the entire area,yet Gavin and Khez's condition remained unchanged as if the darkness had never ended. Khez had no idea that Heark had returned to her after they had split up Heark was just armed with an ax and a flashlight as he approached to the location. The entire place is enveloped in deafening quiet scary and standing feathers. The opponents will attack soon Their expressions are filled with terror since one false action could result in to death. Heark is on his way to his goal he had no idea that he was being followed by the opponents which they also callled 'The Walking Half Man' but it's also known as 'the red eyed dead,'the fact that these are similar to a zombies

She visibly relaxes in his arms and they both seem content and it makes me happy to see them both embracing the mate that was truly their other half, not what they were conditioned for by power hungry elders. “We need to spread out, look at all the rogues surrounding us now with Max and the Darkness. Stay with your mate, whatever we do stay partnered up and keep your mindlink completely open. We are in for the fight of our lives.” Just as the words left my mouth another wave of rumbling started and the darkness monster began to swell, doubling in size and width like a balloon filling with water. Each limb seemed to be transforming into a different element. The right arm went ablaze with

Xavier demanded, his voice resonating with authority. The figure chuckled, a sound that sent chills down our spines. "I am the harbinger of darkness, the keeper of secrets," it replied cryptically. "The gods have grown weary of your complacency, and now, they seek retribution." As the words lingered in the air, a surge of power emanated from the figure. The ground trembled beneath our feet, cracks spreading like veins of despair. The darkness surged forward, threatening to consume us. But we refused to cower. With united strength, we summoned the spirit of our pack, tapping into the bond that bound us together. A radiant light erupted from within, pushing back against the encroaching darknes

Shadows coalesced in the corners of the room, and an eerie silence settled as the ethereal forces manifested. The first entity, known as Umbra, materialized as a shroud of darkness that enveloped Gaius. A voice, ancient and haunting, echoed through the chamber, promising dire consequences for those who dared defy the throne. The very air seemed to thicken as Umbra's influence spread, casting a pall over Maximus and his allies.

The Anti-Primordial is descending and everything it touches just stops existing, wolves and ground and air all fading into nothing. “Do it,” I tell my children. “I didn’t survive everything just to watch reality dissolve now.” The New Primordial connects to me and I feel it immediately, cosmic power channeling through my Alpha Supreme bonds, using thousands of wolves as a battery to anchor itself in reality. And I start aging.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Priscillia finally found the courage to ask because her ego at being defeated by someone she did not even anticipate was so big it had taken some moments of deep thinking be humble when a greater power was now controlling her. “Pretty much fucking and hopping on cocks and grinding on cunts,” Terra said. “But the only difference is that you are under the influence of Dark Magic and not your useless Thorned Union.” “What I refuse?” Priscillia asked. “The Wall comes down and your precious Moon Valley becomes overrun with the infected.” Terra replied. “So, I am to become a pawn,” Priscillia muttered. “A very powerful pawn,” Terra added. “You should be proud; you serve the eternal Darkness.”

This stranger made him look like a mere schoolboy. He seems to absorb all the darkness in the room and extradite it in the form of pulsing power. The kind that promised to go deep within your mind and expel your darkest secrets. The same power that threatened to rip the skin off your bones if you get too close. And as I stare at him, all the breath leaves me.