All Chapters of The Rejected Curvy Luna Queen : Chapter 591 - Chapter 600

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The drowned city is a graveyard of forgotten gods. Skyscrapers slouch like broken spines, their surfaces crusted with barnacles and veins of bioluminescent algae that pulse in time to the submerged heartbeat thrumming through the water. Eden steers the skiff through canals

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The skyline isn't a horizon-it's a *collision*. Buildings from a hundred eras jut crookedly from the wastes, their bones twisted by the Veil's tantrums-Gothic spires snarled in neon veins, adobe huts split open by steel roots, skyscrapers hollowed and sprouting orchids with

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The north isn't a direction-it's a *consumption*. The tundra stretches endless and ravenous, devouring light, sound, hope. Ice glazes the wastes in a suffocating carapace, the air so cold it crystallizes breath into shards that slice our throats. Eden staggers, his jagged

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The venom isn't poison-it's a *conduit*. It slithers through my veins like liquid static, stitching itself to the storm's ghost still buried in my bones. Every heartbeat fractures the world: frozen forest, gold-tinged battlefield, derelict chapel where the Weaver stitches s

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The Weaver's needle gleams in the fractured light of the desert, her silhouette a blade against the bleeding horizon. Eden staggers at my side, his breaths shallow and human, his scars replaced by raw, pink flesh that weeps where the storm once lived. The venom thrums in my