Transformers Zodiac Novels & Stories

According to the book records, Zeci belongs to the hybrid phoenix family. Power reaches its highest level as it evolves into a blue wing shape. Hybrid phoenix fire can melt everything it sweeps through. However, this species has been extinct since the time of The Red Alpha, so it is listed as an extremely rare beast.

I couldn't help but ask. "We are cousins." Zack throws an arm around Xavier's shoulder. Xavier removes Zack arm from his shoulder before replying. "Yes, we are cousins." Wow. "That's really..... " "Zack, Jack." I hear a female voice. There is a girl approaching us with Bennett by her side, she looks kind of familiar, the same eyes, body shape, hair, is that Freya? Wait, it is Freya. I cam easily recognize that evil smile from anywhere. What relationship those she have with Xavier, Bennett, Jack and Zack.

“Snakes! With... two fucking heads and eyes that glow red.” “FUCK!!” Zion roars with alarm, swinging me around so my back is against his front as he throws his light stick away. “You are going to have to be my eyes,” he states gruffly, removing his wide-bladed dagger from the inside of his boot. “Lead the way bonetta. They can sense the dark energy coursing through your veins.” “Me? Be your eyes?” I blurt out. “I can barely keep them open, Zion.” I inform him as the dreadful sense of fear slowly climbs my spine.

I mentioned, then, I thumbed up at him. “I was just reserving this trump card of mine, but now, there’s no holding back anymore. It’s now the perfect time to test the might of this Zodiac Union,” he uttered. I nodded at him. Then, I guess this is also a rampage for us. There is no stopping me now. I called my celestial weapon too and transformed it into a black katana, a Japanese kind of sword I used to see on animes and I coated with a condensed dark energy coming Mammon.

He felt the absolute, crushing weight of the responsibility she had taken on—becoming the literal ground-wire for a planet’s worth of energy. She wasn't dead. But she wasn't human anymore. Inside the translucent metal, Zora’s form was a dark, elegant shadow. Her platinum wings were wrapped around her like a shroud, and her eyes were open, glowing with a soft, eternal violet light. She was in a state of "Biometric Suspension," her body acting as the anchor that kept the mercury-veins of the world from snapping back into the South Spire’s old patterns. "You stayed," Dante choked out, leaning his forehead against the cold crystal. "You stayed to keep the lights on."

' 'It's either you do it now or you won't have the balls to do it later. Zander thought about what Gidian said. But how do he begin? 'Hey Hazel, I'm a werewolf with telekinetic powers, and oh, you're my mate, but dark witches and rogues are out to get us because we're apart of a prophecy they are trying to prevent from coming through'. Oh, dear Moon Goddess, even I think I sounded like a crazy person. "Zander are you alright?" Hazel grabbed his face with both hands so that she could look him in the eyes.

Zeus appeared beside me, and his towering form was back to his human self, watching me with that familiar, steady intensity. I turned to him, and he leaned closer, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. “Come on, Little Mate. Time to change back.” I blinked, unsure of how to even begin. The transformation into this form was almost instinctive, like something I couldn't stop from happening, but now, standing here with no clue how to undo it, a flicker of uncertainty crept in. His hand reached out, gently brushing against my fur, making me lean into his touch. “Close your eyes,” he whispered. “Picture yourself as you were before. Find that part of you inside. The human part.”

Violent. "They can't stop!" Zack shouted, holding a young scout who was halfway through a transformation. The boy’s jaw was elongated, his teeth jagged and bloody, but his human eyes were still wide with terror. "The moon... Vic, it’s the moon! The frequency is too high! It’s forcing the shift, but it’s not letting go!"

As they were all there among the other creatures that carried the children who had already been killed in the course of being grabbed, pierced and decapitated, many of them, like men and women who ran in the middle of the city were snatched from where they were, in addition to being dismembered in the process. Having said that, the Zondark had no intention of getting carried away, something like a colored fairy dust appeared around them, a powder that, in contact with small animals, trees or small plants, transformed them into monsters. If he had grabbed anyone else, he might have been successful, and his colleagues and battle buddies were certainly having remarkable success further down the

“It’s history.” She turned to the Council. “Tell her.” The eldest elder sighed, ancient and weary. “Long ago, the Moon Goddess gifted the packs with balance—Alphas, Betas, Omegas. But once, rarely, she created something else.” My wolf stirred violently. Listen. “An Omega capable of amplifying or breaking dominance itself,” the elder continued. “A living equalizer.” My heart hammered. “That’s not me,” I whispered. Elara smiled cruelly. “Isn’t it?”