Alle Kapitel von The Rejected Goddess: Kapitel 161 – Kapitel 170

Chapter 162The Vampire Realm Levi’s POVWe stepped out of the portal straight into the Vampire Realm. The palace felt colder than usual, as if it already knew something was wrong. Without a word we headed for Erin’s room. Nicolas shut the door behind us and let out a long, heavy sigh.“I really don’t know what to do.”Eric’s voice was low and bitter. “I told Erin not to underestimate the King of the Dark Witches.”Clara wrapped her arms around herself. “I keep thinking about Rose. What he’ll do to her… especially after Erin killed his daughter.”Eric shuddered. “My innocent niece. We have to find a way. Somehow.”Nicolas’s green eyes suddenly brightened, then dimmed again just as quickly. I caught the change. “What is it?”He hesitated. “I just had a crazy idea… but it’s impossible.”Clara leaned forward. “It might help. Say it.”Nicolas cleared his throat. “Maybe… we wake Aunt Selene.”Eric frowned. “Who’s Aunt Selene?”Clara shook her head hard. “That’s insane. W

Chapter 164 Inside The Glass Bottle Erin’s POV The shock that hit me when I saw Rose and Arin trapped inside the bottle with me was almost physical. I still didn’t understand why the Dark King had taken Rose. She was just a child. A month old baby. Fear coiled tightly in my chest as I wondered what he planned to do to her… especially after I had killed his daughter. Seeing Arin only made the situation worse. She was strong. By now she should have regained her full powers. Finding her locked in the same glass prison as me was anything but encouraging. I hoped Levi and Nicolas were already working on a plan. My own powers were completely useless inside the bottle. Everything looked distorted. I felt smaller than a golden fly buzzing against the glass. The space was massive compared to us, and I looked like an ant. I carefully lifted Rose into my arms and rocked her. The little girl wasn’t even crying. She simply stared ahead with quiet, almost unsettling calm, as if none of this

Chapter 166 The Abyss Erin’s POV I woke up in the Abyss. The Realm of Hell. The air itself felt wrong — thick, heavy, and burning at the edges of every breath. This was the place where pure-blooded demons, fallen spirits, and every kind of infernal creature lived. Even the darkness here felt alive, pressing against my skin like it wanted to crawl inside me. Strong arms were carrying me through a cursed forest. Twisted black trees with leaves that dripped something dark stretched toward a blood-red sky. In the distance, an ancient fortress rose like an open wound. With every step, memories of the past slammed into me. We passed through towering doors nearly a hundred feet tall. They were carved from polished obsidian and covered in ancient infernal runes that glowed like molten gold. The moment we entered the throne hall, the temperature dropped so sharply that my breath turned visible. The silence was absolute, the kind that made your heartbeat sound too loud. I was d

Chapter 168 The Enchanted Forest of Demons The Enchanted Forest of Demons was nothing like any forest they had ever known. Trees rose like twisted black pillars, their bark pulsing faintly as if they were breathing. Thick vines hung from the branches like nooses, and the ground beneath their feet was soft, damp, and unnaturally warm. A low mist crawled along the forest floor, glowing a sickly green in places. Strange whispers drifted between the trunks — soft, almost loving, yet filled with malice. No birds sang. No insects chirped. The only sound was the occasional creak of wood that sounded far too much like laughter. They walked in tense silence, weapons ready, senses stretched thin. The living book floated beside Levi, its pages fluttering restlessly. Then suddenly. Arin stopped walking. Her eyes glazed over. A soft, almost dreamy smile spread across her face as she stepped off the path toward a massive, twisted tree. “Roosevelt…” she whispered. In her mind, he

Chapter 170Nicolas’s POVI opened my eyes to pure darkness. Nothing else existed — no light, no sound, only endless black.I tried to stand. Surprisingly, it felt easy. I pressed a hand to my chest, expecting to feel a hole where the beam had pierced my heart… yet I could still walk.I moved through the darkness until a familiar figure appeared ahead of me.My father.I stopped. “Father… why are you here?”He stepped forward and pulled me into a firm, warm embrace. “I’ve always been here.”His voice was calm, steady. “I’ll explain what is happening to you as quickly as I can.”I nodded, letting him continue.“This is your consciousness. You are standing between life and death. I recorded this message in your mind long ago. You can only see it when you are about to die.”I frowned slightly. “But if it’s already recorded… can I still ask questions?”My father gave a small smile. “I already know the questions you will ask.”He continued without pause. “This is your consciousness. If you