Transformers Rampage Beast Wars Novels & Stories

I feel like I should look away but I can't bring myself to do it, watching them like this is mesmerizing. There's light all around them and it's the kind rfsr makes you believe in things like hope and purity. If l ever had doubts about them being angels, there are long gone because I completely believe now. Moments later I watch as they return to being their normal selves, well the Rosemont kind of normal. "Did it work?" Amazingly I feel better, the wings of course are still there but there aren't as irritatingly painful as before. "It worked. Thank the Lord!" Cassandra reads my mind before throwing herself onto me. I sigh, not because I'm in pain but because of her weight on top of me. I al

Say that to the wolves who lived in them," I said. Behind him, the Ashmoor soldiers who had stopped to watch the Rogue King and Zayden were re-engaging. The brief pause ended as commanders pushed their wolves back into the fight. The eastern road noise surging back up. Darius drove into the Ashmoor center from the left with six Obsidian wolves and the line buckled. An Ashmoor soldier broke from the reforming line and drove directly at me. The wolf forms hitting the road and accelerating with the low flat speed. The Mark exploded white. The shifted wolf hit the light and went sideways like something physical had struck it.

However, the other two paid her no mind, kicking her in the chest and sending her flying. I had seen enough of this show and finally waved my hand. "How dare you come and go as you please in our royal cemetery?" As I spoke, the guards forming a circle suddenly charged toward the three males in the center. The scene immediately erupted into chaos. Though the beastmen were formidable, I had deliberately brought many elite soldiers. Moreover, I fought with all the hatred from my previous life; each strike aimed to kill. The three were overwhelmed and had no choice but to transform into their beast forms, dragging the unconscious Victoria as they fled.

He looked at Becky in shock, who has turned her avatar into the Goddess. With her magical wand, she hit the ground with force. Her magical wand turns into heavy chains and she looked at the beast with anger. She twists and aims towards the beast to capture him. The beast was running and pacing in the room angrily. He started throwing things towards Becky to release himself from her powerful gaze. Each time, he lifts and throws anything towards her, Becky deceives his every attack and jumped in the air to control him. He angrily hit the wall in disappointment. He wants freedom. He wants to get out of the room. He shouts again with anger which breaks the window. He found his chance to jump ou

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 gestures to the four werewolves surrounding him, "Yi is a Stealth talent, which means he can become completely invisible when he finally develops his skill. Jake is a Sabertooth talent, which means he has long retractable claws that look a bit like the teeth of a saber-toothed tiger. Xavier is an Earthquake Punch Talent, which pretty much explains itself, and Wes is a Charm Talent. He can charm his opponent in seconds and almost hypnotize them into doing his will. And I... I'm a Beast Talent. " "What is it?" I ask, staring at Ray's nearly perfect face, stained with a darkness I can't quite explain. He is a mirror image of Xavier, but yet they are so different. How can this be? "When I tra

One ferocious beast after another, corrupted by deathly aura, charged out of the dense forest: Giant-teeth Tigers several meters long with bared fangs; Black-scale Pythons clad in scales, spewing poisonous mists; Ferocious Eagles whose wings blotted out the sky and claws tore through metal and stone; and Bone Dragons coiled atop mountain peaks, their entire bodies formed from condensed bones. These beasts had long lost their sanity, leaving only their most primal killing instincts. Each possessed combat power close to the Heaven Spirit Phase, charging in packs without fear of death. Mystic Vale still did not move. The three brand-new Zombie Puppets simultaneously stepped forward, their black

"The girl is corrupted data. She is no longer fit for the Breeding Program. And the Donor... kill him. We don't need a Beast that thinks it's a man." --- ### The Rejection The soldiers stepped forward. But they didn't raise rifles. I watched in silent, paralyzed horror as their bodies began to buckle and snap. It was the sound of dry wood breaking. Their spines elongated, their clothes tearing as thick, coarse fur erupted from their pores. These weren't the "Enforcers" of the digital world. These were the **War-Hounds** of the real 2026. They were wolves the size of small cars, their breath hot and smelling of raw copper.

Its black, spiked body rippled with dark energy, and its glowing eyes locked onto him with predatory hunger. “Survive,” Malrik ordered, stepping back into the shadows. “And show me you’re more than a scout. Prove to me that you’re the First Soldier.” The beast roared, charging at Bruce with terrifying speed. Bruce didn’t flinch. He shifted instantly, his wolf form springing forward to meet the creature head-on. Their clash was a blur of claws, teeth, and raw power. The beast’s strength was overwhelming, but Bruce’s agility allowed him to dodge its attacks, each movement calculated and precise.

Their words weren’t enough to rile him. “You truly are a Control Type. You know when to submit” Beastly Tiger blocked the swipe of a Mythic Class Magical Beast and rammed into it with amazing force. The beast was flung backwards by the power of his body ram, but was otherwise unharmed. “That’s enough!”