Chapter: Chapter 51: The Academy of Stars and SnowThe Bio-Dome hummed with a soft, pulsing light that turned the sub-zero air of the Wastes into a gentle, spring breeze. Inside the shimmering translucent shell, grass began to sprout from the thawed permafrost, accelerated by the ship's hydroponic nutrients and Scarlett’s growth-charms.For the Lycans of the Iron-Tusk, now the first citizens of the Sovereign Empire, this wasn't just magic; it was an impossible dream. They walked through the lush greenery, their thick fur shedding in the warmth, their eyes filled with a mixture of terror and wonder."They don't know what to do with their hands if they aren't holding a bone-axe," Caleb said, standing on the observation deck of the Star-Academy—a sleek building of white jade and reinforced glass that had risen from the ground in less than twelve hours.He looked at Scarlett, who was currently calibrating a row of "Learning Pods" designed to translate the Prometheus's database into spiritual scrolls."Then we give them something better to
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Chapter: Chapter 51: Shadows Over the Frozen ThroneThe sky over the Northlands had been a dull, unchanging grey for three thousand years, but today, it turned a brilliant, terrifying gold.In the heart of the Blackwood Wastes, the Iron-Tusk Tribe was celebrating a successful raid. Their current Alpha—a scarred, brutal man who had usurped Caleb’s father decades ago—sat on a throne of mammoth bone, laughing as his warriors fought over scraps of raw meat."The weak are meant to be eaten!" the Alpha roared, his voice echoing through the frozen valley. "Just like that whelp Caleb! He ran into the mist and died like a dog!"Suddenly, the laughter stopped.A shadow fell over the valley—not the shadow of a cloud, but the shadow of a world. The Kunlun Mountain, now fused with the gleaming chrome hull of the Prometheus, descended through the atmosphere. Its massive spirit-thrusters roared with a sound that felt like the earth itself was screaming, blowing away the ancient snow in a single, colossal blast."What... what god is this?" the Alpha s
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Chapter: Chapter 50: The Frozen Pulse of EternityThe Ark hovered above the Valley of Silent Gears, its massive golden shields struggling against the violet lightning that arced from the rusted machinery below. Here, at the North Pole of the Cultivation Realm, the laws of physics were a broken mess of half-remembered star-maps and ancient curses."Atmospheric distortion at 90%," Scarlett’s voice resonated through the ship’s hull, a blend of dual-soul authority and technical precision. "Caleb, if we step out there, we aren't just fighting the cold. We're fighting Time."Caleb stood at the edge of the transport bay, his silver-gold tattoos glowing with such intensity that they cast long shadows against the chrome walls. He looked at the massive, building-sized gears partially buried in glowing blue ice. Some were turning at a snail’s pace; others were blurred in a frantic, high-speed spin."The AI says those gears are chronal stabilizers," Caleb noted, his golden eyes scanning the valley. "If they stop, the past and the future of this
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Chapter: Chapter 49: Whispers of the Forbidden ZoneThe adrenaline of the auction had faded, leaving the Ark in a state of hum and shadow. Scarlett sat in the Navigator’s private sanctum, her dual-souls—the Star-Weaver and the Disciple—now so perfectly integrated that she could no longer tell where the binary ended and the Qi began.She closed her eyes, letting the "Prometheus Virus" she had injected into the Abyssal Tide act as a beacon. But as the data flowed back, it triggered a dormant sector in her own mind—a cluster of memories belonging to the original Scarlett Thorne."The Valley of Silent Gears..." Scarlett whispered, her eyes snapping open."What was that?" Caleb’s voice came from the doorway. He was cleaning a piece of debris from his silver-gold armor, but his attention was entirely on her."A memory, Caleb," Scarlett said, tapping a command into the holographic map. A jagged, crimson-colored region on the planet’s northern pole flickered into existence. "In my world—the original Scarlett’s world—this place was a forbidden
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Chapter: Chapter 48: The Boiling AbyssThe freezing seawater seeping through the jade floor wasn't just liquid; it was a living, psionic conduit designed to drown the spirit before it touched the flesh. The "Abyssal Tide" stood in the center of the cracking hall, her watery robes expanding into a tidal wave that threatened to swallow the elite of the cultivation world."You built your throne on the bones of a fallen star," the woman hissed, her voice a chilling echo of the deep trench. "But the ocean has a long memory. The Gamma strain you carry is a fragment of my divinity."Scarlett Night didn't retreat. She stepped to the edge of the floating stage, her star-star cloak billowing in the sudden gale. She didn't draw a talisman for water-repelling; she tapped the Stellar Navigator on her belt with a rhythmic, coding sequence."System," Scarlett’s voice was cold, amplified by the Ark’s sub-space relays. "Identify the biological signature of the intruder.""Analysis complete," the AI responded. "Subject 003-Gamma Variation:
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Chapter: Chapter 47: The First Interstellar AuctionThe ruins of the Kunlun Main Hall had been replaced by a structure that defied the laws of both nature and geometry. From the outside, it was a traditional nine-story pagoda carved from white jade; but inside, the space had been expanded by the Ark’s spatial folding technology into a stadium that could hold ten thousand souls.Scarlett Night stood behind the translucent curtains of the VIP box, her golden eyes scanning the crowd below."They’ve come from every corner of the Eastern Continent," Scarlett whispered, her voice carrying the calm authority of the Sovereign Navigator. "Sect leaders, demon lords, merchant princes... even the reclusive alchemists from the Southern Swamps."Caleb leaned against the railing beside her, his arms crossed over a chest now clad in a sleek, black uniform woven with spirit-reactive fibers. His golden eyes were fixed on the security feeds—holographic screens that hovered in the air, showing every thermal and Qi signature in the room."They're not just
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Chapter: Chapter 120: The Last StrawThe Architect's Temporary Base. Unknown Location."Denied?" Zero stared at the screen. "What do you mean 'Access Denied'?""The bank accounts are frozen, Sir," his subordinate stammered. "Sterling bought the banks. He bought the holding companies. He even bought the electric grid supplying this building."PZZZT.The lights in Zero's office flickered and died. The emergency red lights turned on."He cut our power," Zero whispered, trembling with rage.In one hour, Jackson Sterling had dismantled an empire that took fifty years to build. No supply chain. No weapons. No money to pay the mercenaries."He thinks he can starve us out?" Zero smashed his desk lamp. "He thinks we are businessmen? We are gods!"He turned to his lieutenant."Assemble the Legion. Every remaining soldier. Every working Drone.""Sir? What is the target?""His heart," Zero pointed to a map of Long Island, New York. "The Sterling Manor. We go there tonight. We burn it to the ground. If we can't rule the world, we wil
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Chapter: Chapter 120: The Last StrawThe Architect's Temporary Base. Unknown Location."Denied?" Zero stared at the screen. "What do you mean 'Access Denied'?""The bank accounts are frozen, Sir," his subordinate stammered. "Sterling bought the banks. He bought the holding companies. He even bought the electric grid supplying this building."PZZZT.The lights in Zero's office flickered and died. The emergency red lights turned on."He cut our power," Zero whispered, trembling with rage.In one hour, Jackson Sterling had dismantled an empire that took fifty years to build. No supply chain. No weapons. No money to pay the mercenaries."He thinks he can starve us out?" Zero smashed his desk lamp. "He thinks we are businessmen? We are gods!"He turned to his lieutenant."Assemble the Legion. Every remaining soldier. Every working Drone.""Sir? What is the target?""His heart," Zero pointed to a map of Long Island, New York. "The Sterling Manor. We go there tonight. We burn it to the ground. If we can't rule the world, we wil
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Chapter: Chapter 118: Off the RailsSparks showered from the ceiling. The sound of tearing metal was deafening.The dining car groaned and tilted violently to the right. Tables, chairs, and expensive wine bottles slid down the slope, crashing into the wall.Jackson slammed one hand into a window frame, his other arm locked around Serenity’s waist. He stopped them from sliding into the pile of broken glass below."Don't let go!" Jackson shouted over the noise.Serenity looked down. Through the shattered window beneath them, she saw nothing but swirling snow and darkness. They were dangling over a canyon."The coupling is breaking!" Serenity yelled, pointing to the metal hook connecting their car to the rest of the train. It was stretching, groaning under the weight.CLANG.The door at the top of the tilted car (the one Zero left through) was kicked open.Two figures rappelled down into the car on zip lines.They wore sleek, matte-black armor. No faces. Just glowing red visors. They moved with robotic precision, magnetize
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Chapter: Chapter 117: Dinner with the DevilThe Midnight Express tore through the darkness of the Swiss Alps at 300 kilometers per hour.In the exclusive private dining car, crystal glasses jingled softly with the vibration of the tracks. Outside the window, nothing existed but snow and night.Jackson adjusted his cufflinks. Under his tuxedo, he was wearing a ceramic knife taped to his ribs—the only weapon the metal detectors didn't pick up.Serenity sat opposite him, looking breathtaking in a black velvet gown. She held a clutch that contained a small vial of Margaret’s anti-serum."Nervous?" Jackson asked, pouring her water."I’m having dinner with the man who tried to kidnap our children," Serenity’s eyes were cold. "I’m not nervous. I’m restraining myself from stabbing him with a fork.""Patience," Jackson whispered.The door at the end of the car slid open.A man walked in.He looked nothing like a villain. He was handsome, in his forties, wearing a grey suit that cost more than the train itself. He had silver hair and a s
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Chapter: Chapter 116: Dream Architects"Close your eyes," Liam commanded softly.The nursery was dimly lit. Aurora and Alex lay on the large rug, pillows under their heads. Liam sat between them in a lotus position. Jackson and Serenity watched from the couch, feeling useless but alert."Grandpa, this is unscientific," Alex muttered, keeping one eye open. "Telepathy isn't real.""Quantum entanglement is," Liam placed a finger on Alex's forehead and another on Aurora's. "Connect."A pulse of violet light rippled through the room.The Dreamscape.Alex gasped. He wasn't on the rug anymore.He was standing on an endless plane of pure white water. The sky was white. The horizon was white. It was a blank canvas."Whoa," Alex looked at his hands. They were glowing. "High definition rendering. Zero latency.""Where are the toys?" Aurora appeared next to him. In the dream, she wasn't wearing pajamas. She was wearing a sparkling fairy queen dress.Liam appeared in front of them. He looked younger here, powerful and majestic."This i
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Chapter: Chapter 115: The DreamwalkerThat night, the Palace was quiet. But the air was heavy.In the royal nursery, five-year-old Aurora was tossing and turning in her bed. She was sweating.“No… go away…” she whimpered in her sleep.Around her room, objects began to react to her distress. Her teddy bears floated into the air. The heavy curtains rustled as if caught in a storm, though the windows were closed. The water in her glass began to boil.In the Dream:Aurora was standing in a field of grey ash. The sky was purple.In the distance, a massive Black Tower stretched up into the clouds. It looked like a needle piercing the sky.Standing at the top of the tower was a man. He didn't have a face. Just a smooth, white mask with a single vertical line drawn on it."Come here, little star," the man’s voice echoed inside her head. "Your light belongs to me."Shadowy hands reached out from the ground, grabbing Aurora’s ankles."Daddy!" she screamed in the dream.In the Real World:CRACK!The mirror on Aurora's wall shattered
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My Sweetest Revenge: Sleeping with the Alpha King
Happy 18th Birthday to me. I found my fated mate... cheating on me with my stepsister.
Heartbroken, humiliated, and rejected, I made a vow. I wouldn't just cry; I would get even.
In a fit of drunken rage, I stormed into the forbidden wing of the Pack House. I wanted to sleep with the most dangerous man I could find—just to prove I wasn't the weak omega my ex said I was.
I found him in the shadows. Dark. Lethal. Possessive. I thought it was just a one-night stand with a stranger. A way to numb the pain.
I was wrong.
The next morning, when he walked into the pack meeting, the entire room fell to its knees. My ex-boyfriend trembled in fear and called him "Father."
The man I slept with isn't just a rogue. He is Killian Blackwood—the ruthless Lycan King, and the most feared Alpha in the world.
And now, he’s looking at me with hungry eyes. "You ran away this morning, little one," he growled, stepping over my ex to corner me against the wall. "But you can't run from this."
He thinks he can claim me. He thinks I'll be his obedient Luna. But I have a secret. I'm pregnant with the King's heir... and I'm about to disappear.
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Chapter: Chapter 57: The Siege of BlackwoodThe journey back to the Blackwood territories should have been a victory march. We had the cure. We had survived the fall of a god. But as we reached the iron gates of our home, the air didn't smell like pine and safety.It smelled like betrayal and silver-smoke.The grand banners of the Blackwood Pack—the silver wolf on a field of midnight—had been torn down. In their place hung the cold, sterile flag of the Lycan Council."Silas," Killian growled, his hand gripping the steering wheel of the rugged SUV so hard the leather cracked. His body was still covered in bandages from the Solar Spire, but his eyes were burning with a lethal, golden hunger."They moved fast," Mord whispered from the backseat, his hand resting on his rusted blade. "They didn't wait for the news of Solas’s survival. They assumed you died in the collapse and declared the Forbidden Wing an 'unstable zone'."We rounded the final bend, and the palace came into view. It was surrounded. Hundreds of Council Enforcers in
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Chapter: Chapter 56: Stripping the DivinitySolas stood amidst the burning wreckage, the Tear of the Sun pulsing in his hand like a dying heart. The sheer intensity of the light began to melt the stones beneath his feet, turning the ruins into a lake of liquid gold."I am the Sun!" Solas screamed, his voice a distorted, metallic screech. "And you... you are nothing but a stain on my world!"He leveled the crystal at me, and a beam of pure, white-hot divinity erupted. It was enough to vaporize a city."Elena!" Killian roared, launching himself forward to take the blow.But I didn't move. I didn't hide.I stepped into the light.As the beam hit my chest, the Mark of the Devourer didn't burn. It opened. My skin didn't char; it turned into a swirling vortex of violet-black smoke. I felt the agonizing heat enter my veins, but instead of destroying me, it found a bottomless hunger waiting for it.I wasn't just holding the light. I was drinking it."Impossible!" Solas’s remaining eye widened in horror. "That is the fire of creation! Y
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Chapter: Chapter 55: Reunion in the RuinsThe world didn't end with a bang; it ended with the suffocating silence of falling ash.The Golden Spire, once a needle of light piercing the heavens, was now a jagged mountain of broken glass and twisted metal strewn across the Forbidden Peak. The air was thick with the smell of scorched stone and the fading hum of dying magic.Killian Blackwood clawed his way out of a pile of white-gold rubble. His tunic was gone, his chest covered in a map of bleeding shadow-scars and burns. He didn't feel the pain. His Alpha heart was beating with a single, frantic rhythm: Find them. Find them. Find them."ELENA!" he roared, the sound tearing through the settling dust. "LUCIAN! NYX!"Silence."If you have taken them from me," Killian whispered to the ruins, his claws extending until they cracked the stone beneath his hands, "I will not just kill you, Solas. I will erase your entire lineage from history."A faint, violet shimmer caught his eye near the tilted base of the central tower. It wasn't th
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Chapter: Chapter 54: The Fall of the Golden SpireThe air inside the Void-Chamber was thick with the scent of ozone and ancient, stagnant magic. Solas, the Solar King, stood before the massive vortex of solidified darkness, his white-gold armor reflecting the unnatural swirl of the abyss. He looked like a god, but his eyes—wide and hungry—betrayed the dying mortal underneath."Open it, child," Solas commanded, his voice vibrating with a terrifying desperation. He shoved Lucian toward the swirling vortex. "Your light is the key. Pierce the veil, and I will make you a prince of a world that never knows night. You will be more than a Blackwood; you will be the Sun itself."Lucian stood before the wall of absolute shadow. He looked so small in that cavernous room, his tiny hands trembling. The heat from the Spire's core was making his golden hair damp with sweat. He looked back at Solas, then closed his eyes, searching for that one thread of warmth that never failed him.“Now, Lionheart!” Killian’s voice erupted in his mind, a primal roa
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Chapter: Chapter 53: The Sun King’s Secret"You look surprised, Elena," my sister purred, swirling a cup of golden liquid that smelled of honey and sunlight. "Did you think the Great King Solas was a saint? Did you think he built this empire of light on prayers and sunshine?"I gripped the edges of the golden divan, my breath coming in shallow rasps. "He hates shadows. He called me an abomination. Why are you here?""Because Solas is a hypocrite," she laughed, her green eyes flashing. "He is dying, Elena. Just like you. The pure light he commands is eating him alive. He needs the Tear of the Sun to stabilize his own power, just as you need it to save your humanity."My heart skipped a beat. "He can't find it himself?""The crystal is hidden in the Void-Chamber, a place where light cannot enter. He needs a Vessel. He needs someone who can touch the shadows without being consumed instantly. He needs... us.""He’s using you," I spat."We are using each other," she corrected, standing up and walking toward the glass wall. "He give
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Chapter: Chapter 52: The Golden CageThe border was no longer silent. The air crackled with the sound of burning ozone as more Sun Guards descended, their light-discs illuminating the canyon like a dozen miniature suns.Killian stood over the fallen guard, his claws dripping with a mixture of blood and molten brass. His golden eyes were fixed on the ridge above, where a single, blinding figure stood, radiating a heat that made the very air tremble."Enough!" a voice boomed—not with vocal cords, but with the resonance of a thousand trumpets.The guards immediately froze, dropping to one knee.The figure descended slowly. He wasn't on a disc; he was walking on a staircase of solid, crystallized light. He wore armor of white gold, and his hair was a literal mane of flickering fire.Solas, the Solar King.He landed gracefully on the scorched earth, his gaze ignoring the carnage and landing directly on us. He didn't look at Killian first. He looked at Lucian."A child of the sun," Solas whispered, his voice vibrating with a t
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Sold to the Disfigured Billionaire
Introduction:
"You bought me, Sebastian. No refunds."
Harper was sold. To pay off her father's gambling debts, she was forced to replace her sister and marry the most terrifying man in the city—Sebastian Sterling.
Rumor has it that Sebastian was once the king of Wall Street, but a car accident left him disfigured, crippled, and heartless. He is a monster who lives in the shadows. Everyone expects Harper to run away screaming.
But Harper doesn't run. When Sebastian tries to drive her away with his rage, she pulls open the curtains. When he tries to starve himself, she forces him to eat. When he tries to escape into the rain to hurt himself, she steals the battery of his wheelchair.
"I am not afraid of your scars, Sebastian," she whispers, touching his mask. "I am only afraid of losing you."
Will her sunshine melt his frozen heart? Or will the secrets of his accident destroy them both?
Tags: #Billionaire #Romance #Disable #SubstituteBride #Heal #ContractMarriage
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Chapter: Chapter 95: The Soul of AkihabaraTokyo. Akihabara District (Electric Town).Sunday. 2:00 PM.The streets were packed. Giant screens blared J-Pop. Maids handed out flyers. Tourists took photos of cosplayers. It was the loudest, brightest place on Earth. And the perfect place to hide."I feel ridiculous," Sebastian muttered. He was standing in the middle of the street. He wasn't wearing his tactical gear. He was wearing a long, black trench coat with a high collar, silver wig, and holding a prop sword.Cosplay Theme: The Dark Swordsman."You look cool," Harper laughed. She was dressed as a Cyber-Valkyrie (silver armor, neon wings). It hid her real weapons perfectly. "Blend in, Sebastian. Everyone here is wearing a costume. If we dress like normal civilians, the facial recognition will flag us instantly. The algorithms ignore 'fictional characters'."Jack walked behind them. He refused to wear a costume. Instead, he was carrying a massive, life-sized plushie of a Pikachu-like creature. "It shields my heat signature," Jack
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Chapter: Chapter 94: JailbreakTokyo. Fuchu Prison. Sector Z (Underground). Incinerator Room. 3:05 AM.CLANG. The bottom of the sanitation truck opened. Sebastian, Harper, Jack, and Braun tumbled out onto a conveyor belt, surrounded by "biological waste"—failed cyborg parts and twisted metal. Ahead, the orange glow of the Plasma Incinerator roared, ready to melt everything into slag."Move!" Sebastian shouted. He sliced open the body bags. They scrambled off the belt just seconds before the waste was consumed by the fire.They were in. The air smelled of burnt ozone and antiseptic. "Sector Z is two levels down," Harper checked her wrist comp. "Zero's cell is at the end of the hall. Cell 001.""Let's go say hello," Jack racked his shotgun.[The Prisoner]Cell 001.The cell had no bars. Just a wall of laser grids. Inside sat a young man. Thin, pale, with messy hair dyed electric blue. He was sitting on the floor, staring at a blank wall. He was mumbling code. "01001... Loop... Override... Sector 4..."Sebastian walke
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Chapter: Chapter 93: Neon ShadowsTokyo, Japan. The Port of Yokohama. 11:00 PM. Heavy Rain.A rusted cargo ship docked in the shadows of the massive cranes. Four figures slipped off the gangway, disappearing into the maze of shipping containers. They weren't tourists. They were ghosts.Sebastian pulled up the collar of his coat. The rain here tasted like metal and ozone. He looked at the skyline across the bay. Tokyo wasn't just a city anymore. It was a circuit board. Towering holograms of Nakamura Corp danced in the sky—giant geishas holding microchips, dragons made of fiber optics."Welcome to the future," Jack spat, adjusting his backpack (filled with C4, not souvenirs). "I hate it.""Keep your heads down," Sebastian warned, scanning the perimeter. "Takeshi Nakamura has turned this city into a panopticon. The Eye of Tokyo sees everything."Harper adjusted her smart-glasses. "I'm picking up thermal scans every 30 seconds. Facial recognition drones are patrolling the highway." "If we step into the light, we are dead.
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Chapter: Chapter 92: The Zurich AlgorithmZurich, Switzerland. Bahnhofstrasse. The Von Stroheim Private Bank. 9:00 AM.The bank didn't look like a bank. It looked like a neoclassic museum. No tellers, no ATMs. Only marble floors and silence. This was where warlords, dictators, and the Syndicate kept their "Rainy Day" funds.In the penthouse office, Baroness Ingrid Von Stroheim sipped an espresso. She was seventy, elegant, and cold as the Alps. She watched the news of General Ryker’s arrest on her tablet. "Amateurs," she scoffed. "Soldiers and media clowns. They make noise. Money... money is silent."She pressed a button on her desk. "Initialize Protocol: Laundromat." "Move all Syndicate assets to the offshore accounts in the Caymans. Encrypt the trail with the Quantum Ledger.""Yes, Baroness," her AI assistant replied. "Transfer volume: $50 Billion. Estimated time: 10 minutes."The Baroness smiled. Once the money moved, it would be untraceable. Sebastian Sterling could scream all he wanted, but he couldn't touch a ghost.[The
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Chapter: Chapter 91: The Trojan HorseWashington D.C. J. Edgar Hoover Building (FBI Headquarters). 10:00 AM.The receptionist at the FBI front desk was bored. She was scrolling through Instagram, looking at memes about Alexander Hale's meltdown at the Met Gala. A man walked up to the bulletproof glass. He wore a baseball cap and sunglasses. He placed his hands on the counter. They were empty."Can I help you, sir?" she asked without looking up."I'd like to report a crime," the man said."Fill out form 2B over there.""The crime involves national security," the man continued calmly. "And the perpetrator is General Thomas Ryker."The receptionist looked up. "Sir, making false statements to a federal agent is a felony."The man took off his sunglasses. He looked directly into the security camera. "My name is Sebastian Sterling. I am a fugitive. And I want to surrender."[ ALERT: FACE RECOGNITION MATCH - 99.9% ] [ PRIORITY: RED. ]Within ten seconds, the lobby was swarming. Agents with assault rifles surrounded him. "Get on
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Chapter: Chapter 90: The Glass StageNew York City. The Metropolitan Museum of Art. The Met Gala. 8:00 PM.Flashbulbs popped like stroboscopic lightning. The red carpet stretched up the iconic steps, a river of crimson velvet. The world's elite—movie stars, tech moguls, politicians—posed for the hungry cameras.A black limousine pulled up. The door opened. Arthur and Sophie Knight stepped out.Sebastian wore a midnight-blue tuxedo with a velvet lapel. He walked with a slight, elegant stiffness (a remnant of his injuries) that only added to his mystery. Harper wore the silver "liquid starlight" gown. The Gold & Steel Ring hung openly on her neck, a provocative clue hidden in plain sight."Who are they?" whispers rippled through the press line. "Oil money?" "European royalty?" "Tech investors?"They didn't stop for interviews. They walked past the reporters with an air of untouchable arrogance. Security scanned their invitations (forged by the Shadow Drive). BEEP. [ VIP ACCESS GRANTED ]Inside, the Temple of Dendur was tra
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