Transformers Wing Blade Novels & Stories

A huge red flame blast occurred and disintegrated a portion of the swarming enemies. He then saw his mother flying and continuing to bombard the enemy from above. Thousands of dark arrows were released by the enemy and it covered the sky. "Mother!" Knight began to skate faster towards his mother. "Seventh form: Wings of flame!" Magic quickly gathered on Tessia's back and took the form of four wings. She flapped her wings and it released a powerful wave of heat. It destroyed most of the dark arrows by there's still several that went past the wave and it hit some of the escaping elites.

"And I'm part vampire and part faye." He uncurled his wings. One was a large, navy blue coloured wing, almost seven feet long and the other one seemed a little...stunted, it was barely two feet. Something had gone wrong. "I asked Avalyn to turn me. Didn't know I'd get some faye in me as well." He said. "Can you fly?" I asked. "No." He said but shrugged. "I think it's cool anyways. The feathers are sharp enough to slit a throat." I knew it. Ava's wings had cut me once unknowingly. If used as a weapon, those wings could do much more.

Everyone saw that the Dodge Tomahawk's posture was slowly changing. It stood where it was, leaning slightly, but it had never taken its eyes off Spider Queen, as if it were ready to attack. And just behind the handsome silver-white robot, a pair of massive, beautiful angel-like robotic wings that were made of an unknown material slowly unfolded. As they expanded, all the surrounding spider silks were ruthlessly severed, and an ice-blue light flowed on the wings, looking extremely beautiful.

I know what I must do, what we all must do. To my left, Akin stands tall, his obsidian wings sharp and sleek, the wind tugging at his tunic as his eyes sweep the battlefield like a soldier gauging his next strike. To my right, River’s wings are the color of deep, angry storms. They shift with energy, crackling faintly as his fists curl at his sides. The fire in him burns steady now, no longer a threat but a force I can trust.

and seconds later, the smile vanished from his face, “But we are in war now. Territory is meant to be taken.” The moment those words left his lips, Blade lunged forward. The encounter that followed couldn’t even be called a fight. Blade did not transform, he moved instead like a machine. Some of the wolves were still locked thinking about his words. And it took them a couple of seconds to react. That was more than enough time for a wolf of Blade’s caliber to incapacitate them. The fight lasted less than three minutes. Blade didn't even transform, it only took him a single punch to send a guard who had already shifted, flying through multiple stacks of wooden crates.

The crowd cheered harder than they did for the leopard. I exhaled slowly through my nose. Petra had never trained me for a winged lion. Nobody trained for winged lions because there were only a handful of people in the land who could shift into one. I had read about winged lion in a combat manual once. Aerial capable. Enhanced strength in both the forelimbs and the jaw. The wings functioned as both weapon and shield depending on how they were angled. I had no idea how to handle this beast. I was going to have to work this out as I went.

William placed his hand on the hilt of his black blade and winked. - I turned out to have a lot of my own good things, and therefore the goddess’s gift consisted of something else... The rustle of feathers made the guys freeze. They watched in awe as powerful, black wings unfolded behind William. - Wow! - Felix exclaimed, looking in awe at the new, amazing part of his friend.

The man's daughter, tiptoed as he bent over for her to reach Axe, her small fingers reaching out to touch Axe's bruised arm, whispered, "It's okay, mister. Papa will take care of you." ‘I came here to find a kid to raise into an indomitable bodyguard that will be loyal to you for life, and yet you chose such a weakling and useless thing?’ Chairman Blade thought, staring down at Axe and then at the worried way his daughter glanced at him, her tiny hand holding onto hid dirty ones as tears trickled down her peachy cheeks.

Then she caught sight of Professor Faucher standing behind me, and suddenly, she looked thrilled. "Professor Faucher, we're very interested in that latest aerospace patent from your university. Any chance Jilly's company could license it?" Professor Faucher glanced at me. "Wanda invented that patent. You'll need her permission." Jillian's eyes flashed with pure venom, but she covered it fast, sounding disappointed. "What do we do now? Wanda hates me. There's no way she'll hand that patent over." The second Dad heard that, his expression went dark. He dragged me aside at the venue and said, "Wanda, switch the inventor on that patent to Jilly now.

My blade was somewhere behind me, half-buried in shattered roots. Kade’s sword had been inches from my throat. Then, It arrived. A figure dropped from the Rift like a meteor. Black wings, torn and twitching. Skin pale, scarred. Hair darker than mine. Muscles sharper, eyes wrong. Staring at me like I was the a kind of ghost. Kade stumbled back, his balance broken by the impact. He hissed, silver blood still dripping from his shoulder. “What is that?” Rowan shouted from the tree line.