Ac Valhalla Going Deeper Novels & Stories

“They’ll be waiting.” I nodded. “Let them.” I turned to Callum. “Can you walk?” He sat up slowly, his body shaking — but he stood. “I won’t let them win,” he said. “Then let’s end this,” I replied. Dawn broke over steel and frost as we packed our gear and loaded into the black transport vehicle Sage had hidden beneath the forest floor. The coordinates in Callum’s mind — the Eidolon core — pointed to an abandoned deep-earth facility beneath Reykjavik. Shielded, fortified.

he chuckled, We have decided to keep off the roads and stick to the forest, we have a better chance of fighting the W.I.K.D agents, rogues, and the vampires. We stumbled across a small stream and Al was enjoying the new him, Amber didn't care though, in fact, she seemed different... Quiet, I guess Valdomore had his soldiers torture her, and I understand if that might have shaken her up a bit. Another piece of important information I have learned is that Al is a day lighter, ancient vampires, who can walk in the sun, they were considered myths though... Until today,

Lucy added in disbelief, The entirety of the Riverside Packhouse was raised to the ground, every brick, door and military rivet was nothing more that scrap at this point, Valaria exited the vehicle and dropped to her knees, the pain and anger she felt radiated from her in waves so strong they forced the SUV door closed and left a body sized dent, she couldn’t sense any of the pack, for a moment she feared the worse but her Panther spoke to her with such rationality it scared Valaria, “Take me to Westingdale House, our Pack is there,” jumping back into the SUV Valaria wiped away the tears and directed Charlie on the best route, avoiding the main town and sticking to the back roads seemed the

"Bring me every explosive, every pickaxe, and every drill in the Northern Shadows. I do not care about the standard Husks. I do not care about the southern packs." I pointed the tip of my charred broadsword directly down at the solid ice of the valley floor. "Valerius is in the deep ice," I growled, the tectonic vibration returning, fueled by pure, unadulterated vengeance. "So we are going to crack this continent in half. We are going to dig until we hit the mantle, and we are going to burn his underground kingdom to ash. I will not stop until I have my mate back, or until I am dead."

The entire war had been a funnel, pushing them deeper and deeper into the one place where Silas Vance had spent decades building his own version of a god. "Dive," Alexander commanded, his voice a low growl. "Alex, we’re already at the limit!" Jax shouted. "I said dive!" Alexander roared. "If he wants a reunion in the abyss, we’ll give it to him. But we do it on our terms." The Vanguard-1 tilted its nose down, its thrusters screaming as it dove into the deepest trench on the planet. Behind them, the massive silhouette of the ancient harvester began to emerge from the silt, its lights glowing with a cold, sickly orange the color of a dying era.

Ilya shouts, hooking his fist under a man's chin and chasing after Valen, but his path gets blocked. Valens smirks as he kills anyone who comes his way until he dives into the parked SUV and slams the door shut, and with a turn of the keys, the car roars to life, and he gives a perfect whirl of the wheels before driving straight for Ilya. “Get in!” He yells, opening the door, and Ilya doesn't hesitate to jump in. “Hold onto something,” Valen smirks, the devilry in his eyes getting brighter yet darker; the sight sends a shiver down Ilya's spine as he takes the alpha's advice and holds onto something.

He simply stood there, his left arm hanging at a pained angle, his fingers twitching—a microscopic tremor that made Phoenix’s own throat feel like it was being lined with crushed glass. "I’m not trading," Kael rasped. His voice was a ruined vibration, sounding as if his vocal cords had been ground under the weight of a mountain. He reached into his vest with his good hand, pulling out a set of topographical maps and a heavy, leather-bound manifest. "The Justiciar didn't die quickly. He talked. The Second Altar is located in the Deep Abyss Ruins, at the lowest thermal vent of the Black Abyss. It’s not just a volcano, Phoenix. It’s a burial ground for the First Kings. The air is necrotic. The

Even though I was sheltered from the falling snow and the chilling winds by the snow cave, the chill still seeped into my bones through my clothes. After what felt like forever, my satellite phone rang once more. It was Zack. "Wilfred! Wilfred, can you hear me? We've already arrived at the mountains, but the helicopter can't land. We can only come up from the foot of the mountain. Hold on tight!" "Don't worry. I'm not going to die just yet," I said, licking my dry, chapped lips. "By the way, I need you to do me a favor." "What is it?"

Rhea had now shown me the classes, numerous therapy rooms, the library, and the common room; when what I wanted to see the most were the dorms. Plus wearing stiletto ankle boots was probably not the best idea. I can see that now. There were two separate long hallways with numerous doors that met at the center. “I’m guessing that side is for the guys?” I point to the other hallway and she nods. There were also numerous floors. “Uh…where’s the elevator?” Rhea just laughs and starts leading me up the stairs. So much for comfort, Ric. * “Hello Ava, I’m Hayley Sanders and I will

Until. The big horn made an ear-piercing sound again. With my weak eyesight, I saw Alectrona get up from her throne. "You are not the one to finish him, Valto!" Huh?! She still thought I could fight. My legs weakened, and I voluntarily knelt on the ground. I heard a flash of wind blowing beside me and smelled Alaric's scent.