Transformers Prime Ravage Novels & Stories

The longer it took for me to heal, the more irritated I became. My wolf roared in my brain, enraged that I didn't take his advice and kill her in the first place; now he has a vulnerability. Wouldn't they use this to their advantage? Rhys and Levy both felt a shiver run down their spines as they saw their Alpha prince's expression, and cold sweat flowed down their foreheads. They had to take a step back from him since his aura was so icy cold that he appeared to be about to crack and murder them at any moment.

The collar around his throat and the platinum chain beneath it felt like the only steady things left in the world. Damian stood beside him, rifle slung across his back, blood streaking his face from a fresh graze above his temple. His own body showed the lingering effects of the clone’s neural attack—faint blue veins pulsing under his skin, eyes still flickering with residual red from the entity’s partial possession. The temporary tyranny had ended in fire and betrayal, but the cost had been high. Prime’s final act had torn open something far worse than physical wounds. The ground beneath their feet began to tremble.

No this becomes a snarl complete with a rationale to kill. Crimson-coloured bloodless mild shot out from her eyes. Originally including to the charm of her narrow hands, the nails additionally lengthened and have become sharp. With the solar midway set, all of the cells in Isabella's whole frame have been packed with power. If she went crazy, the effects have been unthinkable. In order now no longer to get the college destroyed on a primary day, Raven had no preference however to attempt to arbitrate. "Hey prevent it. Godzilla vs Gamera this dream team aggregate ought to be left for dreams."

It only made them want to be around the Prime the more. Heartbroken—I'm totally calling her that now—had tears running down her cheeks freely by now. Half of me couldn't believe her. The Prime Empire used girls for a living. They found it fun. Like a sport. They loved drama and stirring it. She must have been very blind to have fallen for their twisted shenanigans.

"And I'm still going, anyway." "Harper-" "He killed his mate, Drake." My voice came out steadier than I expected. "Marcus killed Lily to save my life. He stood in that clearing with her blood on his hands, and he looked at me, and there was nothing behind his eyes except loss. And I stood there, and I let him carry that." I set the lipstick down. "He's my Gamma. He's been at my back through every single thing that should have killed me. He doesn't get a half-life. He doesn't get to spend whatever's left of his existence as a feral shell of himself because the Council is afraid of what I am and what I'm capable of." I turned around fully. "I won't do it. I won't leave him there." Drake looked

A collar of broken sigils hung from its massive neck, useless now that the beast had shattered whatever bound it. Kael’s entire body stiffened. Eira gasped and my heart lurched painfully against my ribs. The officer lifted a hand with deliberate calm. “Allow me to introduce the Prime Purge Wolf. It was designed for one purpose only.” His voice lowered into a chilling whisper. “To destroy your bloodline.” The Prime Beast lowered its head, focusing entirely on my stomach, its lips peeling back to reveal serrated teeth. Then it lunged toward me with catastrophic force, the ground splitting beneath its paws.

“You and your brother were the empire’s two lungs. One breathes control. The other chaos. I decide when either inhales.” Then her gaze softened, almost pitying, “but you, Raven, you ruined the equation.” Raven took a step forward, voice trembling but steady. “Then maybe it’s time your equation burned.” And before Evelyn could react, Raven slammed the vent panel into the nearest power node. Sparks exploded, lights shattering in a cascade of glass and fire. The compound plunged into chaos. Zane screamed her name. Jaxon grabbed her hand. And the world began to fall apart around them.

I didn't dare to breathe and my doe-like eyes were wide with agitation. He looked into my eyes. His eyes held wrath while mine held terror. His blue against my brown; Ocean against the land; Werewolf against a human; Alpha against a commoner. I was literally trembling in my spot. "You better not," his voice was too calm but his eyes held war. I nodded my head, gulping down my anxiety. ********

Just relentless torment. Enduring heat was one thing, but this was something else. My bones burned as if they were being rubbed down with sandpaper. Hot tears rolled down my face, impairing my vision. Sharp teeth sliced through my gums, filling my mouth with the metallic taste of blood. My nose and jaw stretched forth from my skull, undergoing a metamorphosis that defied all medical science. Coarse brown hair erupted through each follicle, and my limbs bent into what should have been impossible angles. They moved beneath my skin like motorized parts of a shape-shifting robot. Then, as they met their resistance, they snapped and reconnected elsewhere. My back arched as I squirmed in agony. I

“What if they don’t work there? What if it was all a facade?” “I don’t think they’re that smart,” she said, shaking her head. Her eyes were oddly vacant, and Kiera hated that she couldn’t recognize the kind old woman that she knew. Grief had hardened Simone, and she hoped that her thirst for revenge wouldn’t destroy the last parts of her that Kiera knew and loved. There were times when she felt the change within herself; she also wanted revenge. She wanted the wolves who hurt Kane to hurt as well. What she didn’t want was for it all to come at a hefty price.