Ascendance Trilogy Novels & Stories

Another agreement came up, this time between Gore and Alistair, about the way he used to treat his bride. The argument was getting heated, so even Horatio got involved. So Scarlet snapped her fingers. She forced calm over them, but it will be temporary. She just wanted to plant the crystals, and after that, she didn't care what they do for the rest of the day. Scarlet turned away and walked out of the house, with the others following behind them. When they got to the top of the hill, where the single apple tree stood, Scarlet cast a spell that caused a single crystal to multiply.

she paused glancing at Anna, " but you will be different, You're now witch and vamp, Anna." "She's like Khloe?" Liam asked. "Yes, hybrids of vampire high class are powerful," Abigail replied. "I'm immortal?" Anna stated. Abigail nodded, "you are." ------------------- [A/N] Hey Ya'll. I hope you're all doing fine. I saw that book 2 reached 54 reviews and I want to thank all of you for reading and reviewing! I appreciate it. As promised, here is the first chapter of BOOK 3, Azian prince of Dragons. Please leave a comment and a review. I'm back in school so it is impossible for daily updates at the moment, however, I will try to release a chapter once a week (I'm not promising).

Gael, Hakeem, and I had passed out after four hours of non-stop mating. I was sandwiched between my two men, my head resting on Hakeem’s chest and Gael’s leg and arm thrown over both of us as he snuggled into my back. I felt as if I had just fallen asleep when flashes and fragments of dreams began to play through my mind. They were disjointed, speeding through my mind almost too fast to catch. There is Charlie holding two pups in her arms, the pack being attacked on the western front, Arya fallen to her knees sobbing in the middle of a battlefield, funeral pyres, me looking down at my pregnant stomach with Gael and Hakeem smiling down at me, whoops of victory and wails of defeat. As the

"Patterns, cycles, prophecies, like you said. They never expected something that didn’t fit into their usual narratives." "Exactly," Achilles says, tapping his temple. "They’re used to fighting predictable wars. But the Ascendants? They don’t play by the rules." He shifts slightly, wincing. "And now, here we are, playing catch-up while they gain ground." I study him carefully. He looks… better. Not great, but better. The color in his face isn’t as ghastly as before. The wound, though still troubling, doesn’t seem to be eating away at him as viciously.

The whispers of the celestial beings spoke of ascendance as a transformative journey, where mortal limitations would dissolve, and the essence of the universe would become an integral part of their being. As the couple approached the celestial altar, a luminous aura enveloped them. The symbols on the walls pulsed with heightened luminosity, creating an ethereal dance that mirrored the couple's intentions. Celestial beings surrounded them in a radiant embrace, their presence amplifying the astral energy that permeated the chamber. The cliffhanger left Victoria and Alexander standing before the celestial altar, their hands poised to initiate the celestial ascendance—an ascendance that held the

_*]: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">

“Why do you need to protect me?” “Your uncle wants you dead. He later found out he took the wrong twin. You’re the rightful heir to the throne. You are the heir of the light “Heir of the what?” I started laughing so hard. I’m seriously buying into this? I just can’t believe everything she’s telling me. Like what? Like I’m a king or something.

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.”

“You stabilized the ridge.” “Yes.” “You prevented rupture.” “Yes.” “You anchored three carriers simultaneously.” “Yes.” He nods once. “That changed the trajectory.” The room feels smaller. “You made ascension viable.” My pulse slams. “No.” “Yes.” Lilith believed convergence required eruption. Ashcroft believed convergence required eradication. But I demonstrated balance. And balance makes sustainable ascension possible. “You proved divine blood can integrate safely.” The baby kicks sharply. Marcus watches the subtle movement in my abdomen. “And that makes you far more dangerous than Northfall ever was.”

*What the hell is going on? *The Ascendency,* Kyrax rumbled. *It calls for us. Our connection has been fixed, for now. Quickly, we need to enter the first phase of the Bloodlust Ascendancy. It's the only way to level the playing field.* *Are you mad?* I shot back as I dodged another claw swipe from one of the wolves. *You know what happened last time! That backlash nearly killed us!* Kyrax's growls deepened, vibrating through my skull. *We don't have a choice. We don't need the second phase, just enough power from the first to hold them off. Trust me, Kovu, it's different this time. I can feel it.*