Transformers: Prime Windblade Mga Nobela at Kwento

"The ones in the dark don't have a heartbeat. I do." We reached the Chamber of the First Drop, but it was gone. In its place was a flat, obsidian platform that stretched into infinity. Standing at the center was a figure that made my heart stop. It wasn't a titan or a ghost. It was Me. The Shadow-Prime was a perfect, crystalline replica of the White Queen. She wore the alabaster silks of the Mirror-World, her eyes two pits of indigo starlight, her skin unblemished and radiating a sterile, white-violet heat. She held a version of the Void-Blade that was made of pure, unrefined Aether.

I watched as Chris’s hand bleed more and more, as I swung the bag over my shoulder, knowing he wouldn’t be able to carry it with his shoulder anymore. “I can’t shoot well with my left hand, which means we’re almost as good as dead at the moment.” Chris gritted out as we slowly walked out of the warehouse, our shoes crunching loudly over hundreds of bullets. What the fuck did you do to result in this amount of people being after your life, Chris? I questioned him silently as I watched him glance around the streets carefully from side to side before cursing, quieting beneath his breath, and suddenly pushing me behind a big truck with a sharp nudge of his left elbow, making me stumble for a mom

After I closed my eyes, a car behind me suddenly screeched to a halt. Nathan stepped out, holding an umbrella, and approached me. "Get in." The rain seemed to stop for a moment. I forced my eyes open and saw a pitch-black umbrella above me, and Nathan looking down at me, towering and calm. "No, I'm dirty." After refusing, I took a shaky breath and got to my feet, trying to walk past him. Nathan grabbed my arm and forced me into the car. When he met my calm, distant gaze, he instinctively looked away.

Chapter 02 - Must have been the wind Hyde It was supposed to be an ordinary day for me. I was supposed to join the drag racing of the motherfuckers and whoever won would get Crusxi v21. It was a luxury car owned by Cross, one of my friends. Annoyance was taking over me. This is just so fucking absurd. ["But sir, Ma'am Fawn--- "]

"Why would I do that?, I have been through a lot since the last few months, but he brought home a new she wolf who is weaker than I am, and you expect me to let go. We both know that Is impossible. And also, getting worried for the pack is every wolfs job not only the Alpha and Bettas." Mica looked unconvinced but she didn't push it. "Alright, I guess you are right well then you can keep a dagger with you every time," she looked excited."do you still have that beauty dagger that Allan gave to you?, You can keep that around everytime, it will make you look cooler, and it will also help in case you want to gut someone's brain out." Oh right, Allan gave me a dagger named beauty dagger, it is be

“You’re dead, Lee!” Losing his mind, Wind yelled angrily and pounced on Kaze. He tried to grab a weapon from the pile to shoot Kaze. Not giving him a chance to fight back, Kaze fired another round. The Desert Eagle had the power to blow Wind’s elbow apart. Wind grimaced in pain and tumbled to the ground. Gripped by fear, the remaining minions fell to their knees subserviently. As Wind’s whimpers trailed off, Kaze said aloofly, “If I wanted your life, you would’ve been dead by now.”

He must have created him on a special day. "Have the three elders of the vampire realm been informed of these happenings before it was passed down to me?" Blade asked, his voice sounding cold. No sign of emotion could be found in it. The aura surrounding him always put others on edge. The Primus could detach one of their heads at any single word or mistake that they made. His name defined him.

My hand flew down to my utility belt, my fingers wrapping around the cold, heavy metal hilt of the special weapon I had been keeping hidden in reserve. With a hard, desperate press of my thumb, I hit the ignition switch. HISS! A brilliant beam of hot plasma ignited. It hummed with a high-pitched, dangerous vibration that made the cold air around my hand feel instantly warm. The bright blue-white glow cut right through the dark dust, painting the monster's thick, leathery back in a pale, electric light. [Plasma Blade active Host Eva. Energy reserve at one hundred percent. The blade's thermal output is sufficient to melt through bone and muscle tissue. Target's primary weakness is now highligh

“Monroe buried the primary access behind multiple biometric failsafes—linked to him and you.” Aurora’s gaze flicked between Damien and Prime. “So either you override the system…” “Or he does,” Damien finished grimly. The pod hissed again, the fluid beginning to drain. Prime’s form rose, unbothered by gravity, landing barefoot on the steel platform. Naked, expressionless, and terrifyingly calm. Prime stepped forward, movements fluid but mechanical, like a man who hadn’t yet remembered how to be human. Damien stepped between him and the others.

Kent growled, and his breath moved my loose blonde hair. “Change back. Change back now!” I demanded. He was scary. Probably more than the wolf that attacked me. Thankfully, the fur dissipated back into skin and his wolfish features turned back to manly ones, as two of his four arms turned back into arms and he was standing upright again. Naked.