Affinity Chaos Mga Nobela at Kwento

And it's not like this partner of mine has a care for me, tsk! Freya's partner is Rave, of course. Hilary is Andrew's partner. And Xiera is Donald's. I even warned Donald earlier not to let Xiera get hurt or he'll be sorry. But, is Axry just partnered with a woman named Jasmine Resco or Sane is the nickname? But I really like that girl because she was so kind. I can't feel that she's fake or has a hidden agenda like the other girls. ***

“But words are dangerous things. You tell people they are free, and they forget how to obey. You tell them all are equal, and they forget who leads and who follows. You mix what was kept separate since the beginning of time — and you call it good. We call it chaos. And chaos destroys everything.” “Chaos is not freedom,” Seraphina said clearly, stepping up beside me. “Chaos is what happens when people are forced to be something they are not. When gifts are buried, when hearts are broken, when lives are squeezed into shapes they were never meant to fit. That is the chaos you have guarded for centuries. That is the ruin you have called order. True freedom is not doing whatever you want. True fr

But she grabbed my elbow. "No. Really," she said, pushing her claws into my flesh, her hazel sight hiding a malicious spark. "I... I sat next to him in the car..." "That's it?" she asked, changing her tone. "What else?" Hearing my reply, she let go of my arm. "Nevermind," she said, walking away. You're one crazy bitch, I thought, letting out a relieved sigh. I started to regret giving in to my desire. Where the hell was my self-control? Irina was obviously in love with Cosimo. And he didn't care one ounce, that's for sure.

I was not failing my pack. My eyes glowed darkly and I let my wolf take control. The power surged in me and I hauled before I fell. My wolf Shadow landed with a thud on its paws. My wolf could sense that she did not expect this resistance. She was whispering something that my wolf shook. 'Wolves of the Black Dessert Moon will not surrender.' Chaos broke loose. My wolf was unhinged and out for her blood. Her wavering cause madness from the pack. Her hold on them was broken. She stumbled back and whispered, but my wolf would not stop.

Seraphina’s POV They say power tastes sweet—until it turns bitter. Selene was starting to choke on hers. It began with something simple. Subtle. Almost unnoticeable to those who weren’t watching. But I was always watching. Her aura, once dark and suffocating, had started to flicker. The same black tendrils of magic she used to bind wolves to her will had begun to fray at the edges. Her control was slipping like a thread pulled too taut. The wolves who once bowed their heads in blind obedience now hesitated—just slightly—but enough to be noticed.

Although, I have a feeling he would do this whether or not they stand with him. “Ansel is right, I thought my twenty second place on the board is too stagnant for all the effort I have put in, maybe I am there because they can’t have their student as twenty second.” For the first time ever, people listened to Elijah, and I hated it. I could curb it if it wasn’t spreading like wild fire, but soon, the school might have been on literal fire, because it became a battle between merited and the unmerited. Unluckily for me, Fatima was an unmerited.

Parents and elderly clinging to their dead or searching in vain for lost loved ones. Wives, bent over still bodies of husbands and children, cursing the winged death above them. Husbands carrying lifeless bodies of wives, children, and elderly, in search of refuge. Some fell to the ground, while others staggered in confusion and fear, unsure of what to do. Many, lost in the madness of chaos, like headless chickens, ran about, searching for safety that wouldn't be found. The decimation of wings was only the beginning. Round two came in the form of the Army of Darkness, covered in armor and brandishing crude weapons. A walking demolition for as far as the eye could see. The soldiers were a mor

🖤 Jacob 🖤 An hour later, everything looked different. The kind of control that comes after chaos has already done its damage and everyone is now scrambling to clean it up before it gets worse. My phone had been buzzing nonstop, messages stacking on top of each other, updates flying in from every direction, and for once, I wasn’t the one reacting. I was watching. Because the attack had slowed down.

The fragments of Harper surged forward, and the whispering returned — louder, more commanding, uncontrollable. “You thought you could survive without me?” Harper purred from inside Lila. “Think again. I am eternal. I am chaos. And now… the real game begins.”

Fuming in rage at losing my cub I had just given birth after a fierce fight with traitor omegas. With mixed emotions I seeked a diva to analiate, it was a full moon in the woods with bristle leaves of spring all scattered on the ground. I gripped a diva in sight with my claws against its neck. I pressed on tightly, losing all my humanity from the pain. Ruthlessly, I plunged the claws of both hands and tore the creature apart.