Ascendance Trilogy Novels & Stories

An opponent on the Immortal Ascension’s Third Stair was nothing to him. Once he activated the Sacrilegious Ascension, he could easily kill people on the Immortal Ascension’s Third Stair. The two people before him were no match for him. “You must have a death wish.” Miguel snorted, and his expression darkened. A powerful force formed from his wide sleeves, and the force swept toward James with the sound of a veritable gust. James knew he was not a match for these two if he did not use the Sacrilegious Ascension.

"Walk in like you own it." "I don't own anything." "You own that mark. That's enough." She looked straight ahead. "Let's show them what House Rashad looks like." The doors to the throne room were ahead. Beyond them, the sound of hundreds of voices. Every noble, every advisor, every person with enough rank to have been summoned. An entire court assembled, and somewhere inside it, someone who was not finished yet. The doors opened and I walked in. Every voice dropped to silence as hundreds of eyes found my face. Found the crescent birthmark. Found the girl who had come from nowhere and apparently shaken everything.

Alessandro woke up before the guards switched shifts. He found himself back in his quarters, though sleep had only come in bits and pieces. Adrianna’s voice echoed in his mind—sharp, soft, and defiant. The memory of her hand brushing against his, even if just for a moment, haunted him like nothing else ever had. He dressed quickly, opting for a black top, gloves, and a cloak of silence instead of a suit. If he was going to help her escape, he had to tread carefully. Every hallway had eyes, and every shadow belonged to his father. He carried two things with him,a key and a lie he hadn’t yet admitted to himself.

Manang Lydia said. “Does she allow that?” Manang Lydia smiled and winked at me. “If you are feeling fine, then you can.” I went upstairs and went to Dale’s library. Before picking up a book to read, I enjoyed looking, rooming around first, leaving a gentle touch to every book I passed by. My gaze at the “The Scorch Trial” book that was written by James Dashner. I already finished reading “The Maze Runner”. I decided to read it and went to the garden.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> He nodded. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3" They walked back to the others. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> She thought about the Ascending and its sixty years and its patient philosophy and its specific choice to put a drop point in a disputed survey territory, which was elegant, she had to admit — the boundary ambiguity created cover, and cover created time, and time was what patient wolves used better than anyone. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> She thought about Ascending. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

Reluctantly, Selene turned and followed them, the three of them racing toward the exit as the sanctuary began to collapse around them. But as they reached the doorway, the Ascendant’s voice echoed through the chamber, cold and mocking. “You can’t escape me,” it hissed. “The end is already written.” Clara looked back, her heart beating with fear and dissatisfaction. They had come so far, battled so difficult, as it were to be outmaneuvered at the last minute. But as they burst through the entry and into the open air, Clara knew this wasn't over. They would battle, and they would discover a way to vanquish the Ascendant, no matter the cost.

Morrex said calmly. Zade did it himself. The cool air brushed his skin as he shrugged it off, revealing the thin scars along his arms, the lean strength earned through years of brutal training. He felt eyes on him—assessing, judging, waiting for weakness. Morrex’s gaze lingered on Zade’s face. “The Rite of Ascendancy exists to determine whether a cadet embodies the ideal Alpha. Strength. Control. Loyalty.” Zade said nothing. “You will face three trials,” Morrex continued. “The Trial of Will. The Trial of Dominance. And the Trial of Truth.”

“Always.” Far beyond the city, fragments of the Ascendants fled into the shadows, carrying whispers of vengeance, promise, and schemes that would test the world again. But for now, the city was theirs. And the bond had proven stronger than any shadow.

I felt something tearing inside my head, trying to break through a wall I never knew existed. The Priestess's voice, cool and imperious, cut through to me. "Princes! The Rite of Ascension begins! Claim thy Lady!" I looked up, the pain overridden by a surge of adrenaline. The three huge auras of Zilo, Klaus, and Zack no longer stood afar. They moved, fast, closing in on the circle.