Novel & Cerita Ascendance Trilogy

"I know! But haven't you asked yourself why you don't yet have your Wolf? Why are you still able to do things only full wolves can do? Why were you able to write the words of the book when you were little?" "How did you know about.." "Amary, you may not understand this but Anika is actively searching for you. She needs you to be able to unlock her powers and fulfil her dream of becoming a goddess." "Anika? She's still alive after all these years?" "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,

It feels like the week passed by far too quickly. Jaxon and I were throwing our bags in the back of his jeep, getting ready for our trip ahead. The summit is being held in the Blood Moon packs territory. I'm feeling a little nervous because this pack is the strongest in the country. The Alpha of the pack has placed first in the Alpha games for the past six years. I believe his name is Ryder, I've never met him personally, but Tristan and Damien have. The Trip from New Orleans to Jackson Mississippi should only take us about two and a half hours. During our drive we listened to music and sang along, we made idle chit chat and just enjoyed each other's company. Our journey came to an end when

I just finished reading the last book when I started to write Descent for real! The title when this was still a draft was actually ‘Can’t Help Falling (In Love With You)’ because I was listening to the same song only the dark version at the time. But I got annoyed because I felt it was too freaking long to be a title. For a time, I settled calling the story "Fall from Grace" in my head but it still felt wrong... so when I searched for a synonym, the meaning of the word descent.. clicked; it feels like it perfectly sums up the entire plot.

After some minutes of restless thinking, I finally came to a decision. My heart was heavy, but I knew what I had to do. I stood, smoothed down my clothes, and forced my legs to carry me through the endless corridors of Damon’s mansion. The place was so massive that I still wasn’t used to finding my way around, and it didn’t help that my nerves were practically eating me alive. After a few wrong turns, I finally located his home study. Before I even had the chance to knock, his voice came from inside, calm and commanding, as though he had sensed me lingering outside.

Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then the voice returned. Cold. Absolute. "ASCEND." The word hit like a command written into existence itself. Immediately— the remaining structures of the Bastion reformed. Not gently. Violently. Stone pathways reassembled in midair. Broken towers rotated into new positions. A final vertical path formed. A straight ascent into the broken sky. Then the Third Crown pulsed. Truth. The final path led directly to the Throne. Then Cassian moved first.

This is the second part of the Trilogy, which focuses on Hunter. Who's Hunter? Hunter is the firstborn son of the infamous Beast, a hybrid of an Undead and a werewolf. The rightful heir of both the Pack and the Deads. But he doesn't want to take over the packs yet. He wants to meet his mate first. He has been watching his parents' relationship all his life and at the age of 25 he's desperately craving a mate of his own. He yearns for what his parents have.

*This is why we survived. But Ravel's shout shatters the vision. "Kelly! Don't-!" She's too late. --- **The Communion** The throne's light floods me, fusing with the static. The Bastion's roots surge into my veins, its memories becoming mine. I see the garden's birth-a cosmic entity forged to nurture, twisted by mortal fear into the Bloom, the Seeds, the Hunger. Alaric kneels, tears in his eyes. "It's chosen you. The first **Ascendant**."

Decider Three continued, "Someone like you is exactly what Ascendant Creed needs. You're the leader we've been searching for. Join us, and we'll raise you to a place above all others." "What does that even mean?" Hayley lifted her gaze. "The supreme leader of Ascendant Creed. The one who will rule the new world," Decider Three said, his eyes lighting up with something close to reverence. "Join us. Step into the new era." The moment he finished, a sharp sense of danger crawled up Hayley's spine. Her instincts flared. Danger! Danger! Danger! They had never been wrong before, especially not in moments like this. She looked at him, at the near-fanatical devotion burning in his expression, and sm

The most complete ascension, or rainbow ascension, was considered the most perfect. However, there were some incomplete ascensions, each with its own method. Winston's grandfather and father's ascension fell under the dispersion category. The so-called dispersion involved reversing all one's strength at death and breaking through to ascend. That kind of ascension process caused significant harm and was a type of mutual destruction. Winston recalled the scene of his grandfather and father's dispersion. At the time, several words were scrawled on the ground. [Star Arcanum, Mystic Gales, spiritual alchemist. How dare the three earthbound immortals act against my grandfather and father?]

Even though I could sense and hear anything from steps away, I didn't realize I had company until a presence loomed behind me. When I finally turned, I found myself staring into the instructor’s widened eyes. “You… you did that?” Feline stammered, his voice tight with disbelief. “Impossible.” Murmurs rippled through the class as students pressed closer, craning their necks to see what I had drawn. Artifact Studies was the only class that we had with Ascendant. It was all about understanding magical weapons, enchanted relics, and objects tied to emotion or fire. I’d come to learn that ASCENDANT are Initiates who have shown real skill. They’re now on the path of cultivation and they’ve done we