Novel & Cerita Ascendance Of A Bookworm Fanfic

With trembling hands, I had broken the seal and unfolded the parchment, my heart sinking as I read the words inscribed upon it. The once cryptic message had become alarmingly clear, revealing a truth that sent shivers down my spine. Alpha King Hazel, the ruler of Blood Moon, had descended into madness, his actions veering into the realm of the unthinkable. He had begun turning people into corrupted beings, wielding a power that defied comprehension. Even worse, my beloved was not exempt from his actions, having been the very first to suffer under it.

“It’s pretty interesting, actually. And could be a disaster now that I’m thinking about it. Lucas told me there are a handful of vampires who don’t want to assimilate, and they go around trying to make things difficult for those who have. I’m not sure the specific details, but he made it sound like these vampires are going after the businesses he owns or something like that. Basically fucking shit up in order to get back at him for following the rules of the Vampire Council. Three vampires showed up at my house last night after they got my address from Eliza, Lucas’s vampire daughter or sister or whatever you’d call her, and he was not happy.” “Oh, wow. That is interesting and you’re right.

The world blurred around me, but Theo’s face was burned into my vision. The look in his eyes when I admitted I didn’t know what I wanted—it haunted me. Hurt, fury, desperation all tangled together. And worse? A hunger that mirrored Damien’s, only less controlled, less predictable. I tried to bury myself in books at the library, pretending I was invisible. Pretending the whispers weren’t still following me. But I felt it—the weight of his gaze. When I finally glanced up, there he was.

“Dad says she's just a poor potion maker. Which is not big deal. It does not mean that she is a wizard. And if I think well, that will be your skill limit too… If you're lucky enough to have the memory she has.” The girl, though affected by the boy's words, did not show this. “What are you reading?” Elizabeth got close to him and saw on one of the two pages where the book laid open an image of an odious creature, looking like a giant, with no hair on his head, not even where the eyebrows were supposed to be. But he had a lot of hair on the rest of his body, as if he were an aurochs. “A book for advanced students.” Indeed, the book had on the other page almost as many words as the whole book

Quick note: Hey everyone! I just quickly wanted to say thank you so much for the support and understanding with the lack of updates. Life has been super hectic recently with a lot of life changes and the past week I’ve been on holiday. I am now insanely sunburnt and inside for a while to write. Anyway, enjoy the new chapter, I know it's short but I struggled to get back in the flow, there are mannnyyyy more chapters coming soon <3 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter Twenty

"Her ambition won't let her die. She's the one who started the uprising hundreds of years ago. She desperately wanted to rule over all witch coven and become a god. She got greedy and even wanted to rule over wolves and mortals too and to do that, she had to become immortal. She was caught and another witch dared to stand up to her. Her name was Amary, you were named after her and that is because she was your mother's ancestor. You were born with her powers. This book was hers and it disappeared when she died, but when you were born, the book reappeared. We think you are her reincarnation, but you are also a wolf, your father's blood flows through your veins. Your identities are conflicting

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“And danger calls to danger.” Then he was gone. Like mist. Like a ghost. Like a fever dream. And I was left gripping the book like my life depends on it, my body on fire. This wasn’t just an attraction. This wasn’t even lust. It was a slow descent into something wicked and beautiful and doomed. And I was already falling. I decided to go back to the kitchen and find something cold to drink to make me cool down because I was going to blow up with the way I was fuming inside.

Somewhere behind me, a boar makes a deeply offended sound and retreats into the brush. "I know," I tell it. "I didn't expect it either." I stand up, dust off my grey robe with the burn mark on the cuff, wince slightly at the ribs, and look north toward the distant suggestion of mountains. Two months. The Heavenly Ascension Sect's century recruitment. A library full of answers. I have sixteen cultivation levels to climb before I even reach the starting line — and something sealed inside me at 94.7% suppression that the System refuses to explain.

“Okay, girl. This place has a hierarchy.” Of course it did. She pointed around as we passed the long tables. “Wolves and bears sit together. Jocks. Alphas. That’s us now. Across from them, the goth kids, vampires, witches, shadowborn.” “Then there’s the nerd fae and the mages. Over there, that table with the arrogant hair flips? Dragons.” “And over there...” she lowered her voice, “that’s the incubus table.” I turned to look. And my soul left my body. A boy sat at the end of the far table. He had black hair like silk, and glowing blue eyes that practically lit the room. Sharp cheekbones. Sculpted lips. Small horns peeked through his messy hair.