Novel & Cerita Transformers Prime Fanfiction

My fingers start to shift, bones cracking and reforming, claws pushing through skin, silver fur sprouting along my knuckles, I bite down on my lip hard enough to taste blood, force the shift back, force everything back down into the cage where I've kept it locked for three years. The partial shift stops but my eyes, I can feel them glowing, can see silver light reflecting off the stone floor, my bound wolf is waking and I don't know how to stop her. Footsteps in the corridor, steady and unhurried, they stop outside my door. "You're not an omega." Dylan's voice comes through the wood… quiet, certain, terrifying. The lock clicks, the door swings open, he steps inside and closes it behind him,

They subsequently transformed into their human selves. Primo grinned as he said, "Long time no see, Colt." Colt remarked icily, "You are so confident to leave your base behind with those inadequate allies you have. Primo said, making Colt stunned, "I don't care less; I simply came here to take Lilith Saaverde." ….

My eyes dilate as the sensation heightens from inside me. And when the realization kicks in, my system shifts. I'm going into heat. They're forcing me into heat. "Fuck, he smells so good." The first Alpha states with pure sarcasm. "What'd you expect from an Omega lucky to fuck the Prime Alpha? Heard the Prime Alpha made him his Chosen." The second one furthers.

Pryce cursed as she was also awake, and we were both in our human mode. "You set that up because I didn't. I would nevah!" I told her with my hoarse voice, and she went climbing up on top of me to get rid of the thing. "Yes, please! Kill it. Kill it, Babe! Kill it well!" I cheered while her chest was so near my face, and I pulled her body down closer to me. She is not wearing anything under her baggy black shirt, and right now, I would like to teleport inside it with her. That would be so awesome.

"Don't you want to reject me? I don't think I can be who you want me to be or what you need." I was dead. I can't believe I actually asked that out loud. "Mate still loves you but Axel is getting angry that you thought they were going to reject us," Prim said to me. I just stared at the floor listening to Tyler breathing heavily as he tried to calm his wolf.

Atlas nodded. "So presuming the people who wrote The Lost Ones actually knew what they were talking about, then it would stand to reason that not only is Kiema the shit with her fiery female self, but we're the extra shit because she's a fucking Prime-direct. If she graduates to full Prime, then the notes you've been taking on all of us, Atty, will be more important than ever as we move into the future." "You have a book cataloguing the journey of shifters?" I asked.

It was the physical hunger of five centuries, manifested in a limb of vitrified bone. Ga-chi. Ga-chi. The tectonic grinding in my neck spiked. The petrification had settled into my jaw, but now it was vibrating in resonance with the claw. Every time the Third Prime’s fingers tightened around my obsidian forearm, a jolt of raw, biological electricity shot up my spine, trying to rewrite my DNA into a menu. "You think the Second Prime was the predator, Phoenix," a voice boomed—not from a throat, but from the very floor beneath me. It was a sound like stones grinding against teeth. "He was just the accountant. I am the appetite."

Is this all too good to be true? Here I am, with Artemis Sinclair—the bad boy, the ruthless Alpha prince—wanting him despite knowing everything that he is. It’s terrifying and nerve racking . “I want you too,” I murmur. His smile reappears, brighter than ever. He pulls me in for another kiss, and I respond eagerly, cupping his cheeks and kissing him like the world might end any second. Just then, the door clicks open, and footsteps approach. “So, are you guys dating now? Does that make Sera and me siblings?” Jasper appears in the doorway, grinning ear-to-ear, seemingly unsurprised.

She took my hand. "Gianna, if you reject me, you are never going to find another mate, never again; no man would want to love a weak woman like you." Gianna chuckled as she placed a hand on my chest. "I already found another mate; Alpha Axel is my second chance mate." She stared into my eyes pleadingly. I was so impressed with how smoothly she lied; it sounded so true that I would have believed her if I were Alpha Nathan.

"The survivors are being processed for 'Frequency-Recalibration' at the Academy. The Senate will use it as an example. The factions will stay in line for now." Evangeline leaned back against him, her head resting on his chest. She could feel the erratic, high-velocity thrum of his heart - the cost of the Alpha-Prime. She reached up, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw, her own sapphire resonance acting as a soothing balm to his frayed nerves. "We’re not just lovers anymore, Xander," she whispered. "We’re the sovereigns of a sinking ship. Every time you go out there to be the hammer, I feel a piece of that old world - the world where we were just a doctor and a man - slipping away."