Ascend Online Book 4 Novels & Stories

There’s a lot to be done in a place as big as this castle. I take a quick bath, changing into a simple dress from my wardrobe suitable for sitting around in my room. I don’t need anything fancy for that. I pick up a book I’d been reading from the side table, but all I can do is just stare at the same paragraph. I try to read it carefully, line by line, but none of it really sticks in my mind. I end up going back, reading the first sentence again, but it’s useless. All I can do is think of all those awful words April said. I try to put it out of my mind, going back to the top of the paragraph again.

Amber said to him in a tone she didn’t recognize as her own. She didn’t wait to see his reaction. Hoped she’d fucking hurt him as she pulled the hood down over her head. Instantly, she felt suffocated, plunged into a deep darkness. She couldn’t breathe! This was how it all fucking ended, not with a bullet, but in this suffocating darkness… Chapter 41

“God! How could I not realize it sooner?” . #TBC

“A year ago, there was a sign indicating the location of the fourth book. My master had far too much on his plate at the time. Aside from that, there were numerous forces at work behind the fourth book, and the situation was unclear back then. Therefore, progress has been slow. We discovered the location of the fourth book some time ago thanks to various intelligence we received from the squad.” “Where is it?” Tyr asked. “It’s in the Second World,” Jim explained, “But it’s not in the hands of those foreigners. The owner of the fourth book is a Celestian like us.” “Stop keeping me guessing!” Seeing that Jim never got to the point, Tyr started to feel a little anxious. “Old Zab, tell you what,

“I agree wholeheartedly, Your Grace.” * * * * Lindsay stood next to Barry in front of a clergyman as he read out of the Book of Common Prayer. Her grandmother had told her she’d be nervous today, but Lindsay wasn’t. Excitement ran through her veins, and she couldn’t stop smiling. Love blossomed inside of her, and each new day with Barry would only be an adventure, she was certain.

I say quietly to Selene later that night. She looks at me. “Meaning?” “Meaning the Axis will outgrow singular stewardship,” I answer. “Whether we want it to or not.” Rowan stiffens. “You’re saying she won’t always be the center.” “I am saying she may become the first reference,” I clarify. Selene absorbs that without flinching. “Then Book Four,” she says slowly, “is about expansion.” “And Book Five,” Rowan adds grimly, “is about survival.”

Vera's words stirred Charlie's curiosity. He quickly asked, “So, the one with the fate of the ascending dragon can ignore the laws of nature. Does that mean it's like what people say about ascension, where one can ascend like those in legends?" Vera chuckled and said, “Young Master, you're overthinking. Ascension is merely speculation derived from people's understanding of the Book of Changes and the Eight Diagrams. People often believe that by cultivating to a certain extent, they can ascend to another world, just like what we Easterners call the immortal realm or what Westerners refer to as the divine realm. However, according to my understanding of the Book of Changes and the Eight Diagra

Jane deliberately emphasized my identity as an orphan and a sly look flashed through her eyes. Then a panicky voice suddenly rang out. "Watch out!" I looked up and saw the chandelier above me was swaying dangerously. The next second, it came crashing down! In that instant, Andy grabbed Jane's wrist and pulled the panicked she-wolf tightly behind him. As for me? I had no time to dodge as it struck me hard in the forehead. Dizziness overwhelmed me as I fell to the floor, blood quickly trickled down from my forehead. I touched the blood and looked toward Andy, but he was only worried about whether Jane was hurt the whole time.

"By uniting our kind. By reminding the world of the strength running through our veins. And by reclaiming what is ours — by fire, by blood, and by magic.” --- With Selene absent, I focused my attention on the big grimoire laid across the pedestal in the middle of the room. It was an ancient book, passed down from generation to generation of witches, containing spells and rituals that had long been forgotten. I reached in its pages, freezing on a ritual that made my spine tingle. “The Rite of Ascendancy,” I whispered, fingers tracing the words. It was a magic of unparalleled potency, the kind of spell that would extend my might to heights unheard of in creation. But it demanded tremendous pre