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The Savior of Us All

مؤلف: Jeanette
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-09-03 19:00:23

I felt the weight of it in my palm and the weight of the responsibility I now carried.

"Thank you, Your Highness," I whispered.  The queen left us. "Constance... do you have any idea what this means?” Ruth said looking at the emblem in my hand. “You're basically royalty now!"

I looked back at the spot where Noxius had vanished. I wasn't royalty. I was just lucky.

And something told me that Noxius wasn't done with his worst nightmare just yet.  

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  • The new worlder   Back where I started

    The tunnel felt colder than it ever had before. I found myself at the very end of it, standing in the damp cave that existed in my world. The rhythmic drip, drip, drip of water hitting the stones echoed against the walls, a lonely sound that made my chest ache. "I can go back," I whispered to the silence. I lunged toward the wall where the permeable mist used to be, my hands outstretched, expecting to slip through into the world of magic and monsters. But my palms slammed against cold, unyielding rock. The passage was gone. It was just a stone wall now, as solid and indifferent as it had been before I ever crossed over. "No... Miles," I sobbed. I clawed at the stone, searching for a crack, a sliver of light, a single drop of mist I could crawl through. There was nothing. I let my hands slide down the rough surface as I collapsed onto the damp ground. I sat there in the dark, weeping for my mate, for the friends I had left behind, and for the version of myself I had finally

  • The new worlder   Your time is up

    At her command, Miles’s hands dropped from his face. He turned toward me, but I was ready. I was holding a massive stone, and with a scream of my own, I hurled it straight at his face. It struck with a sickening crunch, and the obsidian mask shattered even further, pieces of it flying into the dirt. His head snapped back from the impact. Before he could even recover, I was in front of him. I dug my claws into the cracks and pulled with everything I had. With a roar of effort, I ripped the under half of the mask clean off his face. My claws left deep bloody gashes across both of his cheeks, but I didn't care. For the first time, I could see his mouth. It was Miles’s mouth, just slightly larger, more predatory, but unmistakably his. He lunged, trying to grab me with those massive hands, but I blinked away. His fingers clutched at thin air as I reappeared a good distance away, standing between the shadows of the trees. He looked up and lo

  • The new worlder   KILL HER!

    Where I had been standing, only a shimmering ripple remained. Miles now grabbed at thin air. "Get her!" Taralie screamed, her voice losing its honeyed sweetness. I blinked again, appearing high in the branches of an ancient oak. My stomach lurched, I was still terrified of heights, but I forced that fear into my fingertips, letting the adrenaline trigger my transformation. My claws ripped through my skin, long and gleaming. I blinked back to the ground just as Miles’s hand smashed through the branch where I’d been perched. He caught me then, his massive hand closing around my waist, dragging me backward through the dirt. My heels left deep furrows in the earth. I focused, blinked, and slipped through his fingers. I reappeared right in front of him, my claws raised. With a scream of effort, I slashed across the surface of his mask. His head snapped back. I saw it, faint, silver lines etched into the surface. If it can be scarred, it can be broken.

  • The new worlder   Poff

    "Yes. Have you ever felt a tingling, electric sensation over your whole body? Something that settles around your heart like a..." He struggled to find the word. "A shield?" I asked, breathing the word out. He nodded solemnly. "Exactly.""Am I... am I Miles's soulmate?" I whispered, the weight of the realization crashing down on me. "Only you can answer that, C," Ruben said, his hand resting on my shoulder. "But he has a mask!" I cried out as the realization hit me. "Miles wears a mask when he’s the demon. How am I supposed to kiss him if I can’t even reach his face?" Ruben looked at me with a pained expression and a helpless shrug. "I don't know, C. Lucille said that was exactly why the Queen did it. She added the mask to the curse specifically to make it unbreakable. She wanted to make sure no one could ever get close enough to save him." My jaw tightened. The Queen thought she was clever, but she hadn't met me. "I have to go," I said, my voice

  • The new worlder   Two choices

    We eventually climbed out of the warmth of the blankets to get ready for the day. I pulled on a pair of thick, dark tactical trousers and a fitted charcoal-grey long-sleeve top made of a breathable, reinforced fabric—something that allowed me to move easily but offered a bit of protection. Miles opted for his usual rugged look: heavy black boots, dark cargo pants, and a snug black t-shirt. Downstairs, the atmosphere was thick with a mix of nervous energy and resolve. We all gathered around the large kitchen island. The breakfast was hearty, in the center of the island sat a large wooden platter piled high with seared medallions of wild game meat. It was dark, rich, and tender, seasoned with mountain herbs and a hint of smoked salt that filled the kitchen with an earthy, savory aroma. On a platter alongside the meat were thick slices of toasted sourdough bread and a bowl of tart, dark berries to cut through the richness. "Eat up," Jinkyu said. I took a piece of the meat, the wa

  • The new worlder   You're so stubborn

    "I will fight for you," I said, my voice trembling but fierce as I reached out to grab his hand, squeezing it with everything I had left. "I'm going to make sure that your curse is broken. I’m not giving up on you, Miles. Not now, not ever." Miles looked down at our joined hands, his expression a painful mixture of love and devastating resignation. He ran his thumb over my knuckles. "There has to be a way," I insisted. "Lucille... she knows things. Secrets.” Miles let out a dry, hollow laugh.I’ve already asked her, she said there´s nothing I can do. "Then I'll find another way," I snapped, my desperation turning into that familiar, stubborn fire. "I’m not killing you, Miles. I’m saving you, whether you like it or not." He leaned forward, resting his forehead against mine. "You're so stubborn," he breathed, a small, sad smile flickering on his lips. "It’s the most beautiful and terrifying thing about you."

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