Ascendance Trilogy Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Yeah, he's a pimp. He fucked all the girls under him, says it's part of the job as pimp that it don't mean nothing but i couldn't handle it" "So this whole thing is cos your crazy ex couldn't let go and you didn't tell me because?". "You already have a bad relationship with him. How would you take it if I told you your biggest rival is on me?". "Would have probably dumped your ass". "Nah, he wouldn't. Would have fought Zane to prove a point", Killer said. "Release her", Ky'Mon rubbed his nose. Killer untied her and she fell to the ground. "This whole shit cos of some damn love triangle", Zyante said.

His muscles were swelling with unnatural vitality. He was drinking the world. "Father!" Tristan shouted. Alaric turned. His eyes were no longer human. They were solid green orbs of light. "Tristan," Alaric’s voice boomed, amplified by the machine. "You are just in time for the ascension." He raised his hand. The air in the chamber grew heavy. Gravity seemed to double. "You tried to stop the Spire," Alaric said. "You failed. You tried to stop the train. You failed. And now..."

And as much as dragon shifters are arrogant, territorial assholes, we still had to help. Now, we’re down to one last supernatural—and finding them has been like chasing mist in a thunderstorm. But we’ve been doing this for months, and it’s time for some fresh blood. Enter the twins: Alexander and Rowen Vegter, sons of the Elite demi-gods, and next in line to lead. “I can’t believe you’re seriously skipping Alex and Ro’s ascension ceremony,” Jai says for the hundredth time. “Well, my nephews—but same thing,” Micah laughs. He loves bringing that up, probably because he’s younger than Alex and Ro but technically their uncle.

The first floor had been secured, but their mission was far from over. As they ascended the stairs, the tension remained. The building's interior was a labyrinth of rooms and corridors, each one potentially hiding danger. Jota's senses were sharp, his instincts guiding him as they moved through the structure. Samuel's voice guided them through the communication devices, coordinating their movements. "Second floor clear," one of the guild members reported. Jota's group continued to ascend, their eyes scanning the area for any signs of movement. The third floor came into view, and they spread out once again, guns at the ready.

He angled his gaze towards Jaxton, "We both know the steel conglomerates wouldn't want a fallen heiress on board as a partner. Do your business a favor and—" I noticed the bright gleam of rage in Jaxton's eyes, "Only a fool throws all his cards out in the middle of a game. You lost a gem, Carson. I recognized that gem." "What gem? A fallen heiress?" Carson bellowed. A cruel laugh tore through his lips. Very soon, his mother, Gissele and some of the other guest joined in on it. I lowered my head sadly as I felt the weight of their gazes on me.

I remembered when I had training with Aron when it was my witch part that was present, in the middle of the training he decided to switch to a duel, he was not merciful at all Aron attacked me on all sides when he was really close to my face he raised his claws and was about to swipe at my neck when my hands transformed to claws at the last minute and I was able to block his attack, but it immediately retracted back. After that it has happened three more time also during intense fights. “ so it’s my turn to talk now huh” I said towards Chase sheepishly. “ yeah, I want to also know what’s going on in your life. I’m your best friend” “ I know and I’m sorry for keeping you in the dark. It’s not

Tarun's bloodline ruled vast territories, and under his protection, I started over from scratch—slowly rising to become the Alpha female of the empire I now led. This year marked our tenth year together. After a long, quiet bond, we finally completed the true mate ritual. Tarun never asked too many questions about my past. He only ever looked at me with pain and tenderness. Thanks to the best healers from the Ancient Packs, my body was healed. I was now carrying our first litter. I thought my life had come full circle... until they reappeared. My mother looked so much older. Her once lustrous fur had turned stark white.

Powerful build, aristocratic features, the bearing of someone born to lead. “Aria Silvermoon,” he said, his voice smooth as silk. “Thank you for agreeing to see me.” “Alpha Cross,” I responded carefully. Kade moved to stand beside me, a silent show of support. “Please, call me Dominic.” He gestured to the seating area. “I came to apologize for my warriors’ behavior. They were too aggressive in their approach.” “They attacked me,” I said bluntly as we all sat. “They tested you,” he corrected. “And you passed spectacularly. Which is why I’m here.” He leaned forward. “I’ve heard the rumors. A Celestial Wolf, the last Silvermoon heir. I wanted to meet you for myself. To extend an invitation.”

As long as she was with me, it didn’t matter. “The whole Isla and Chance thing is a story for another day.” * The End* Do you want more Dionysus Rising? Let me know if you do and thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading! I love you all ❤️

Just then, his assistant Marcus Carpenter's phone call suddenly came in. Sebastian grabbed it like a lifeline, answering urgently, "Did you find Mia?" Marcus was silent for a moment before speaking in a trembling voice, "Mr. Sterling, I found Ms. Shaw, but..." "But what?" Sebastian's heart rate accelerated, and he felt inexplicably uneasy. Marcus took a deep breath, gathered his courage, and revealed the cruel truth. "I just checked the flight’s information. Ms. Shaw boarded a plane heading overseas, but that plane... just crashed."