Ark Astrocetus Novels & Stories

asked Keira to make sure. "Yes, Mr. Arman is absent tomorrow, so I'll have to replace him as lecturer assistant" Langit explained. Keira only nodded her head, she understood that Langit was so busy. "Okay, good luck honey." "Thanks, dear. Say my hello to your sister." "Yes." Keira got out of Langit's car after saying goodbye. From behind the curtain, a 17-year-old child gazed coldly at both sides. *** "Yes, Bun." Kalila called Langit in this early morning, Langit who was teaching paused his activity to listen what made his mom called him at this time

Cerebus hovered between them, growling softly if the woman shifted too fast. Dr. Voss laid a canvas scroll on the table. She unrolled it with care, revealing not a map, but something stranger — constellations inked in red, lines like veins, fragments of languages Ellie had never seen. “Most people think Cerberus — the original — died when the gods vanished,” Voss began. Her voice carried the weight of old lectures, sharpened by obsession. “But that’s not true. He was never killed. He was… recycled.”

He slammed his fist into the center of the terminal, the gelatinous mass exploding into a spray of jade fluid. The Ark went into a convulsion. It breached the surface of the bay like a whale, a massive, fleshy mountain of metal and muscle. It let out a final, world-shaking cry and then went still, its bioluminescence fading to a dull, dying amber. Aradaa and Kaelor crawled out of the "mouth" of the ship onto the freezing northern ice. The Echo-Legion was gone, their signals winked out by the Ark’s death-throe.

“Pretty smart.. pretty smarts . Always knew my boy was smart. So, they basically work on their own 24/7?” “Yeah yeah.” she smiled, AGAIN! “So, how’s this my business? And why did you guys bring me here?” Chad asked with one hand holding the bedsheets he wrapped around his waist. “…the Medusa were looking for a woman, Aisha. Because she’s basically the only one who has ever come in contact with 'the fisheye'. And they’re seriously looking for the Fisheye.” “…whoa whoa.. wait, who’s Fisheye?” Chad interrupted.

The shattering of the Mirror-Earth sent a wave of "messy data" through the Swarm's local network. The arrival of the Star-Caller Ark turned that chaos into a prophecy. The Ark was a massive curve of white bone with pulsating violet veins. It looked ancient, more like a fossilized god than a war vessel. As the Ark cleared the event horizon of the Origin-Void, the "First Gate," a giant ring of compressed gravity, ignited. It didn't lead to another star system; it led into the Sub-Atomic Core of the Swarm's consciousness.

yes i know, I'm such a jerk for a prince. "Nervous?" I almost jumped from my position. His voice from my back feels like I've been electrified and it made me feel weird. There's no way I'm going homosexual with him! "Don't be such a d*ck Luther" I angrily spat. He just laughed in amusement when-- "Harris Esqroic and Luther Astrix please join arena 4!" This really is doomsday!

“That beast above you.” Arth raised his head. “What’s he talking ab—” His lips slowly parted in shock, seeing an enormous beast with a bulked-up body. No doubt, it was a bergora, a mixed breed of a polar bear and white gorilla. It stood on the high branches of the tall trees, its dark, brown eyes fierce enough to make Arth’s heart jump. Arth yelled a curse, swiftly stepping backward as the beast suddenly jumped from the branches. The ground shook as the beast landed, strong wind blasting hard.

But he had two hooves, ten fingers, a tail, and the little nubs that one day will be his horns. I wrapped him in the dark green blanket after cleaning him off. “I present our son, Teskos.” I smiled as I passed him to Melite. She was pale and sweaty but smiling. “Hello, my little one.” she cooed, taking him, rubbing her noses against his. “He’s perfect, Asterion. He looks so much like you.” she sighed. “Yes, but there are some blonde hairs in his fur. He gets that from you.” I smiled as I watched her shift her hold to let him latch at her breast.

After swallowing, the Fundamental Law of a Hunting Whale began to circulate. Caspian's body was like a furnace, giving off a fierce extraction. At the same time, in Earlington of Efrax, Heavenly Stars Sect.

"I'm sorry, Chancellor. The serum cannot be stabilised without what I asked for." Dawson felt a cold line crawl down his spine. He suppressed a curse. "Do you realise what you're asking of me?" His voice dropped to a hiss. "Yes, Chancellor." Dr West's reply was clinical. "But I'm afraid that without live tissue and bone marrow samples from the first Lycans, our Hunters won't stand a chance against them." Dawson pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes, mapping possibilities like a man running a marathon in his head. Abduct an Alpha, but not just any Alpha—Alpha Orion of the North.