Novel & Cerita Transformers Rampage Beast Wars

The pictures flipped like pages in a book. Before he could focus on the face of the man, it transformed into something else. He saw a mountain cliff, a royal court, couples dancing, the petite hand of a woman before she turned into a wolf and ran into the wild. He chased after her, but she was gone. The days turned into night. The night painted itself blue, then red, before everything dissolved into black. A shaft of white light shoved him off his chair, throwing him back against a wall. Zayden growled against his broken spine, bloating his cheeks and trying to breathe through his nose. He focused on his wolf and felt his spine being restructured in an instant.

“Alpha… the news just came from Gamma… The bodies have increased and the rogues are starting to target children.” “What?” My voice was a low growl before I could stop it. Rage exploded through me, hot and vicious. I felt my beast surge forward, demanding release, demanding blood. I was already halfway shifted when Brian stepped in front of me, holding up a hand. “Alpha, wait! You can’t just rush in. That’s what they are counting on… It's your temper. If they get you to lose control in front of everyone, they will have exactly what they need to strip you of your Alpha title.”

he said, voice cold as winter, “or see your world you’ve built tumbling down, Matthias Cox. The choice is yours.” My chest tightened, a sharp, breathless kind of pressure, like something invisible had coiled around my ribs and was steadily squeezing. I could feel the blood pounding in my ears, hot and rhythmic, like war drums calling something ancient and furious to the surface. I stood, too quickly, the chair scraping loudly against the wooden floor. Rage surged through me—raw, electric, nearly blinding—and slammed headfirst into disbelief. The collision left me trembling, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. I stared at him, voice shaking but loud. “You want to take it all? Fine. Be m

My father always said that the wilderness lives in me, bringing storms and raging winds through my skin for the world to feel. So I become the wilderness itself. I gather all my strength, all the storms inside me, all the blizzards and wind. The feel of power rise in me, energy filling my body once again. I jump to my feet, ignoring the crushing pain in my left thigh and brace myself for what I am about to do. I will most likely get instantly killed by this fucker, but it's better than all of this shit. And well, I do a lot of stupid shit when I'm angry. So, going against all my instincts, I bare my teeth, push myself forward and jump on blue eyed monster to rip his throat out.

"Let's go. Never seen that kind of performance before." … When I arrived at the center, I realized my life had been dull until this moment. The center, like its name suggested, was filled with all kinds of beastfolk. Adorable rabbits, seductive foxes, imposing wolf-dogs, outgoing and cheerful puppies, and more. This was heaven. The beastfolk were performing on the stage with all they had, showing off their charm as best as they could. The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money.

I woke up from the sound of my stomach growling, without a word; I stood up from lying on my bed; my face was a little hurt from the incident earlier when I saw my reflection, a big purple bruise. I sighed and held my cheek, and started to heal myself. My mom and dad were fascinated with my gift for healing, but it wasn't extravagant; like the doctors from our tribe, I could heal simple wounds or, like mine—Bruises.

Ronan didn’t hesitate. His body cracked and bent, the shift overtaking him in one fluid, violent motion. His skin split open like a second birth, revealing the beast beneath—taller than any normal wolf, monstrous and terrifying with fur black as midnight, hooked claws, demon horns, and glowing eyes that promised death. His roar shattered the forest. The first rogue sprinted straight at him, thinking brute force would be enough. It wasn’t. Ronan met him mid-leap, caught his skull between his jaws, and crushed it like an overripe melon. Blood sprayed across the snow in a thick arc as he tossed the corpse aside with a flick of his neck.

He turned to the warriors in charge of the Gigantic Beasts and yelled, “What the f*ck are you doing? Why are you letting the monsters attack our own people? You f*cking idiots.” He refused to believe that Darryl was capable of controlling the Gigantic Beasts. Sensing Amastan’s rage, the warriors became distressed. “Honorable Son, I…” “We can’t control them…” “The Gigantic Beasts have gone crazy.” Instead of listening to them, Amastan charged at the warriors and slashed their heads off with his White Bone Long Blade. The Raksasa Tribe had strict military rules, the warriors in charge of the Gigantic Beasts could not escape death since something was wrong.

as he then gave Yami one of the blades and said, "You'll need something to kill them so take. But can you buy me a little time to program this rope, it wouldn't take long" Yami was shocked but after a while he said, "Sure, you can count on that" as he took the blade and thought, "I guess it's not yet time to use my weapon" As Yami was about to head out, Natsu began reprogramming the rope which made it to glow as all the beast became aware of their exact location, since light was radiating only from there. They were different kinds of beast heading towards them. They saw some tigers, gorillas, bears, armadillos, leopards, serpents, foxes, Rino's, birds, bulls, and so on.

The need to be an Alpha and protect his pack at all costs versus the need to protect his family. Before he can protest, a roar breaks us from our conversation. Max and his beast are vibrating as well. They must have noticed our enhanced state. A burst of angry red light shines from the seam where the neck and each leg and arm attach to the torso of the monster. Each limb begins to grow and change separating from the central body. As it deforms, each limb grows into its own entity, radiating power and the same angry heat as before. “Did we just enter a Transformers movie?! What the f**k is going on?” Ellinore snorts through the mindlink.