Se connecterJADE'S POV For the first time in a long while, there was peace, just the soft hum of the wind and the faint smell of rain. I sat on Kieran’s couch, sipping tea while he paced near the window, still fuming from the earlier phone call.“Can you believe the nerve of Pearl?” Kieran said, running his hand through his hair. “Threatening us like that, acting like she’s in control.”I smiled faintly. “She really thinks she’s smart. Imagine her saying she has Gina.”Kieran chuckled, sitting beside me. “Poor thing doesn’t even know the real Gina is safe with her mother.”“Exactly,” I said, grinning. “Selene keeps her hidden where Melanie’s people can never find her. I can remember what she went through then to save both herself and her daughter. Though she was evil and made my life miserable, she was willing to repent. She and Raymond will make a good pair”Kieran leaned back on the sofa, laughing softly. “I almost feel sorry for Pearl. She’s out there thinking she’s holding a royal card, but
METATRON’S POVThe night was heavy with storm clouds, the kind that whispered of omens and endings. I stood at the center of the ancient altar, my palms bleeding over the runes carved deep into the stone. Each drop of blood glowed red, feeding the spell that could change everything, or destroy me completely.I took a deep breath. “For them,” I whispered. “For my children. For my world.”The winds rose, sharp and cold. The sigils on the ground began to pulse, alive with light. My voice shook as I chanted the ancient incantation, the one I swore I’d never use again.The earth trembled. A divine hum filled the air.Then, a blinding light cracked through the darkness.She appeared, the Goddess, she was clothed in radiance so bright that the stars themselves dimmed in her presence. Her long silver hair flowed like liquid moonlight, and her eyes held the depth of eternity. Her feet never touched the ground.“Metatron,” she said softly, her voice echoing across realms. “You summon me once mo
PEARL'S POVI walked along the empty road, my heels clicking against the rough stones. My once-elegant gown was stained with dust. My hair, my perfect golden hair, was tangled from the wind.They threw me out. Me!Kieran. Jade. Those filthy guards.I stopped walking and screamed into the darkness, “You’ll regret this, Kieran! I swear you’ll both regret this!”My voice echoed across the valley, but the night only mocked me with silence.I clenched my fists. “Fine. You want to play dirty? I’ll play darker.”I took out a small, cracked mirror from my bag. The surface shimmered faintly, alive with forbidden energy. “Melanie,” I whispered.The glass pulsed red, and within seconds, Melanie’s smirking face appeared.“Well, well,” she said sweetly. “Look who decided to crawl back.”“Don’t mock me,” I snapped. “They threw me out! Kieran and Jade humiliated me in front of everyone! They made me look like trash!”Melanie chuckled. “Pearl, you are trash. You just forgot your place for a while.”I
Kieran’s POVThe night was still eerily still.Even the wind seemed to hold its breath as I stood in the center of the ancient summoning grounds. The air shimmered with old magic, thick and heavy with forgotten power.Jade stood nearby, her hair catching the faint glow of moonlight. She looked uncertain but resolute. “Are you sure about this, Kieran?” she asked softly. “Calling them out means stirring old power, dangerous power.”I gave her a faint smile. “I am their master, and they always obey me.”I knelt and pressed my palm to the rune-carved stone. My blood burned through the markings, and the ancient circle came alive. Crimson light flared beneath me.One by one, I spoke their names, words older than time itself.“Zarok… Fenris… Vyrax!”The ground trembled violently.A surge of heat exploded from the center, and the sky split open with thunder.The first to rise was Zarok, the Demon Beast, cloaked in fire and shadow. His body was made of molten armor, his eyes were like burning
KIERAN'S POVThe rain outside hadn’t stopped all night. It drummed softly against the villa’s glass walls, the steady rhythm filling the silence that followed our breathing.Jade lay on my chest, wrapped in the sheets, her hair spread across my skin like spilled ink. The faint city lights glowed through the curtains, and for a moment, everything felt calm, too calm for what was coming.I stared up at the ceiling, my hand tracing slow patterns on her arm. The war, the betrayals, the lies, it all came crashing back into my head like a storm I couldn’t shut out.Finally, I said, “Jade…”Her voice was sleepy, soft. “Hmm?”“It’s time to stop pretending like everything’s fine.”She lifted her head a little, eyes half open. “Pretending?”I exhaled. “I’ve been holding back. Hiding behind excuses. Waiting for the right time to fight back, but there’s no ‘right time,’ is there? I’ve just been weak.”Her eyebrows drew together. “Kieran, you? Weak? That’s the last word anyone would use for you.”
ARIEL’S POVThe torches in the grand hall burned with blue fire. Shadows danced along the marble walls, twisting like spirits eager for blood. I stood at the end of the long table, my hands resting on the black crystal orb. The hum of dark energy pulsed beneath my fingers.It was time.“Summon them,” I said coldly.A guard bowed and hurried off. Within moments, the air shimmered and my daughter Melanie appeared, wrapped in her usual silver gown, her eyes glinting with arrogance. The second figure to enter was the old wizard my husband, Garion or would I say my accomplice. His long white beard almost touched his staff as he walked slowly toward me. His eyes were weary, but his power was still undeniable.Melanie smirked. “Mother, you called?”I turned toward her, my golden eyes narrowing. “Yes. Sit down, both of you.”Garion raised a brow. “Something urgent?”“Everything is urgent now,” I said.Melanie sat beside him, crossing her legs. “Let me guess, it’s about the war again?”“Yes,”







