Transformers Prime Nova Novels & Stories

Astraeus turned his head slowly. Elara gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. Her son’s eyes, usually a soft silver like his father’s, were now swirling with a solid, amethyst fire—the exact color of Elara’s Primal energy. But beneath the violet, there was a streak of necrotic green, pulsing like a heartbeat. "Astraeus, come to me," Elara pleaded, reaching out her hand. "Step away from the shadow, baby." The boy didn't move. Instead, the shadows behind him began to stretch and warp, taking the shape of a tall, elegant woman with hair like spun starlight and eyes as cold as a dead moon. It was the Architect.

Nova accepted the pendant. It was simple. A crescent moon carved from polished silver. A birthday gift from her mother years ago. She closed her fingers around it. Strength returned to her heart. Not physical strength. Something deeper. Courage. She looked at Ava. "Thank you." Ava sighed dramatically. "I still think this is a terrible plan." "It probably is." "But I'm coming with you." Nova laughed softly. "I know." Before either of them could move, Commander Elara suddenly raised her spear.

, I linked Nova but got no reply. "NOVA", I called out to her, but nothing, just silence. James was shouting at Colin who was looking at me with so much rage, that his eyes were black and his teeth were coming out like he was about to shift. "J-James something is wrong, N-nova isn't answering", "Who is Nova?", Colin growled, his wolf was starting to take over. "Nova is Anna's wolf, she masked her scent because the moon goddess asked her to, come on Colin we need to help her", James shouted, but Colin came and took my hand and asked a rather strange question.

The door slammed shut to the house and the phone flipped back. “She’s been doing that every day she hasn’t found him. Since we found his car.” Vale growled. “So what? She can’t feel pain. It just makes a mark.” I shook my head. “No, Nova 1.0 makes her feel pain at a normal level. It swaps it with her emotions. She feels every single one of those as long as she is on it.” Closing my eyes, I ran my hands through my hair. “You’ll get back to us as soon as you have something?”

Such wounded and unfortunate souls, born with fates neither of them deserves. "Hello, Matheo" Matheo's hand goes for his sword, but withdraws it immediately seeing Nova transform back to her normal human form from the tiny wasp she had become. Nova's always been fond of animals, hence her specialty; and what she most leans into when shifting, is mainly to animals. Matheo hits her in the head, while Anthelia welcomes her back. I start getting worried, not seeing Adam with her. Nova, bows seeing me, I nod to her. I frown seeing her colored hair; what was wrong with the golden locks. Well, at least it suits her.

Back remained the black glass console. In her midst a small one opened, square compartment. A solid, cylindrical data core of pure Karbonium. I stretched my hand and grabbed the core. He felt heavy and warm on. “So you’re aristocratic,” Nova said with a sloping grin and supported on her gun. “The queen of scrap and machines.” “I am a mechanic,” I said and pressed the data core firmly to my chest. ‘And we have just received the greatest mission of our life.”

They moved like they’d done this a hundred times; with efficient, no wasted motion. Nova got off two shots. Both bounced off their armor. A sharp sting hit her neck and everything went black for her. She woke up naked. Cold metal pressed against her back. Her wrists were locked above her head. Ankles strapped wide apart, thighs spread open on a smooth examination table. The room was dim, sterile, with low blue lighting along the walls. A translator implant behind her ear buzzed to life as voices spoke in low, clicking tones. “Human female. Mid-thirties. Strong physical specimen.”

Sienna’s POV The door creaked softly as I opened it. Noah’s room was just as always: his toy shelf a little messy, his dinosaur blanket half-hanging off the bed, and his crescent-shaped night light casting a dim, sleepy glow. But what caught my attention first was a shiny object on the small table by his bed. Transformer X-10. Gleaming. Brand new. Its bright blue eyes glowed, its metallic body sleek and solid. I stared at it in silence. This was the robot Noah had been dreaming of—and Emily was the one who gave it to him.

Those words sting me even harder, I get the worst feeling ever hearing her speak. This must be the one who had made nova, how did it all end like this. She approaches nova with a frown, both ladies seems they were ready to attack each other NOVA'S POV. Of course I had my humanity turned off, I was hu get d fuck and the pull a Wella d the call for blood was hing that kept me movingas I ran out fast and hard towards the direction of the noise. Luckily I met travelers who seemed to have issues of sort with their vehicles, seven of them I had fed on… g them only hanging as I fed them mu blood to heal before compelling each one fit him. To forget about seeing me.