All Chapters of The Forsaken Luna’s Revenge : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Nyla’s POVThe trees have vanished.Everyone. Burned. Broken and torn.My heart was thumping fiercely in my chest as I stood at the edge of the holy forest. The verdant land had turned black and dead. There was smoke in the air. Above, the sky was too still, too silent.Killian clenched his hands and walked next to me. "This is what they did," he whispered. "The gods."Between us lay our child, quiet, blazing dimly with the last of his transformation's strength. He remained silent. He remained still.I lightly touched his shoulder. "Do you remember this place, sweetie?"Slowly, his golden eyes scanned the surroundings."Yes," he said. "It was living."The ashes crunched under his bare feet as he stepped forward. He leaned to touch a charred bloom, which disintegrated."I didn't intend for this to occur," he said."You didn't do this," I hurriedly murmured as I knelt next to him. "They did." The gods.He looked in my direction. "Is it true that they are terrified of me?"Killian was th

Nyla’s POVLike voices whispering secrets in my ears, the wind howled.Holding Killian's hand, I stepped through the Gate of Echoes. It didn't appear to be a gate. It resembled two broken trees that had been twisted together to form an archway of silver and bone vines.However, the woodland was not visible when I peered through it.I didn't see anything.Just the dark.Out of it blew an odd breeze. It had the scent of ancient magic and forgotten things."Are you prepared?" Killian asked in a quiet voice."No," I said, "but I must be."My son was on my mind. I hear his voice in my heart. My arm was scorched by the map. I saw the chains encircling his hands.I inhaled deeply.I then took a step forward.The universe twisted the instant I stepped inside the gate.All around me fell silent. Even the beat of my heart. My breath, too.I wasn't falling, but I was falling.It was like a sideways tumble.Colours shifted. Gold, silver, black, and blue. Then it was all gone.I thudded to the gro

Nyla’s POVAbove us, the sky was torn apart, and the ground shook beneath my feet. The Hollow World, the very location that had once seemed like a bizarre haven, seemed to be dissolving into nothingness. Power hummed through the air around me, a force so strong I could hardly breathe.I turned to face the youngster, my heart in my throat. He was soaring well above the ground now, his eyes shining with a fierce intensity. His anger was evident, reverberating like a shockwave through the atmosphere. He had let loose an uncontrollable force that threatened to destroy everything.I called out, "No!" but the commotion engulfed my words.The sky was ablaze with orange and crimson flames, and the land was shattering, fractures spreading over the formerly solid ground. The Hollow World itself seemed to be responding to his rage, unable to contain the power he was letting loose. It was difficult to think and breathe because of the intense heat and pressure in the air. Like a storm about to bur

Nyla’s POVThe weight of his remarks made the air around me feel heavy and thick. Long shadows were produced on the ground as the flames danced higher and crackled. Even though my heart was racing, nothing could have prepared me for what the Harbinger was going to show me. His eyes met mine; they were both familiar and icy.He replied, "You are not just the daughter of the one who failed," in a low voice that was tinged with a sorrow that was age-old. "You are the bloodline of the First Flame."I blinked as I tried to take in what he had said. "The First Flame?" Confused, I repeated. "What do you mean?"The Harbinger moved in closer, his body encroaching on me like a tempest. Nyla, the First Flame, was a god. One of the gods who used to stand with the other gods. However, he resisted. He was flung down because of his resistance to the others.Breathing caught in my throat. A deity. My forefather?"Rebelled?" I said, finding it difficult to comprehend. How come a god would rebel? What

Nyla’s POVAs I got closer to the Divine Gate—where the gods had stored their power for centuries—the air crackled all around me. As though they were waiting for me to falter, I could feel their eyes on me and their weight in the air. But I had no intention of stopping. Not right now.Even though the rift I had made was still raging and the sky above was ripped open, I knew the true fight was about to begin. The Gate of God. This was where their power lay. I could put a stop to them all if I could get through.A voice shouted from above, "Stop, Nyla." Her voice was cold and unforgiving—it was one of the gods. "You can't prevail."I didn't think twice. I raised my palm, flames dancing over my fingertips, scorching hotter with each passing second. "I don't have to prevail. All I have to do is knock down your walls.The earth beneath me trembled as I took a step forward, and the air appeared to bend under my weight. I was getting closer to the Divine Gate with each step, but the gods wou