Romans & histoires Batman Beyond Lost Soul

“That’s how people like them operate, Sophia. They destroy what their enemy values most—sometimes just to make a point.” The air between them thickened. Julian clenched his fists, staring into the ruins. He could feel the guilt simmering beneath his anger—if what Jason said was true, then this was his fault. His rivalry had cost someone’s life. Maybe more. He muttered under his breath, “Rachel didn’t deserve this.” Jason stepped closer. “I warned you, Julian. D Brooks has connections in every dirty corner of this city. If they think you’re expanding into their territory, they’ll burn down more than a club next time.”

Not in front of him. Behind him, Lyra stepped forward, a sleek figure draped in the confidence of a woman who had taken everything Selene had held dear. The scent of another—the scent of Damien—clung to Lyra like a brand. It was unmistakable, the mark of a new bond already forming in the place of the one Selene had lost. Selene’s fists clenched at her sides, nails digging into her palms until she felt the sting. “You’ll regret this,” she whispered, her voice hoarse but resolute. She had no strength left to carry out that promise, but she couldn’t leave it unspoken.

His entire body—his organs, blood, brain, and even internal energy—were all emitting screams and mournful cries of terror! Then, Liam stretched out his hand and gripped Benedict's neck. He exerted a light pressure. Crack— A sharp sound echoed. Benedict, whose body had been stiff from fear, instantly went limp. His eyes, which had been filled with terror, dimmed. Benedict, once the leader of the Western Military Region's Bastion Squad, lost his life so easily before Liam! Not even a single word escaped his lips as he died! After breaking Benedict's neck like snapping a chicken's, Liam casually tossed his body aside.

His eyes widened, realization dawning on him that his end was near. He let out a weak laugh. "This...this isn’t over.” With one last burst of energy, he shifted back to human form, collapsing in defeat beneath me. Suddenly, a blast of dark energy erupted from the far edge of the field, and I caught a glimpse of Tiffany herself, her eyes glowing with an unnatural light when she pushed forward, his aura radiating with an ominous power. Behind her, more shadows emerged—rogues, humans, and mutated hybrids—a twisted army under her control.

He had abandoned the Origin Realm. He had spent thousands of years hiding from the creators of existence. Yet now... He looked afraid. "Father?" Caelum slowly looked at her. "Before I became an Origin One..." The heartbeat echoed again. Boom. "I was something else." --- The Final Gate trembled. Orion's voice became cold. "Do not speak of it." Caelum's eyes narrowed. "So you remember." "I remember the First Beginning." Liana looked between them. "What is beyond that gate?"

Scarlett's pov Bert's death made us all feel various emotions. We were all moved by his suicide. While some of us thought that he was feeling remorseful about what he had done, others thought that he just wanted the easy way out after realising that his mate and son didn't support his decision. Anyway, we buried him and got on with our lives. As we planned, we prepared to hold the alpha and Luna ceremony on the night of the full moon and invited the alphas and their mates from all the packs of the South. That was excluding the Sapphire Moon pack.

Her expression darkened. “They want your blood. Your ruin. Because you carry what they fear—a legacy unbroken. A Luna who cannot be controlled. They remember me. And through you, they remember their failure.” “Then help me,” I whispered. “Help me finish what you started.” She stepped forward—and pressed a single finger to the pendant mark on my chest. Pain bloomed like light. I gasped as a vision slammed into me. Flames. Wolves fighting in shadow. The Council’s tower cracked in half. The moon bleeding red. And a throne—not of gold or stone, but of bones and ash.

Although everyone knew that my family was bankrupt and that I, Winter Brooke, had fallen from grace, I still felt deeply ashamed and embarrassed when confronted by Finnegan, my longtime crush. He threatened me in the most casual tone ever, "Wanna bet that the bakery closes down forever from tomorrow onward?" I immediately whipped my head up and stared into his piercing eyes. I knew then that he wasn't joking. Gordon had had a young daughter who passed away in a car accident many years ago. He had felt sorry for me because I reminded him of his daughter, who would have been around my age by now if she hadn't passed away. That was why he had been looking out for me.

Lost. Aarunya felt lost. Her mind kept rewinding the memories of the last few hours when she had gotten the biggest bad news of her life. "Mr. Rajput has lost his memories" Her eyes widened after hearing the doctor's words. And this was the time when Aarunya knew that she's doomed again. Bound to the monster named Trayaksh Rajput, yet again. Her resolve was weakening. Each time she tried to run, he caged her , punished her like no other and here she is, again trapped in his golden shackles.

The Auction Center could be anywhere now, rather than the same location as last time. It bothered Adonis to the core that he was powerless at such a crucial moment. He gritted his teeth and sank his fingers deep into his palm. ‘Things can’t start falling apart now! We’ve hardly even begun!’ Somehow, it felt like things were even worse now. Sure, everyone was growing stronger at a much faster pace, but problems were arising here and there that didn’t happen in the original timeline. ‘I honestly don’t know what to do.’ The most he could do for Alicia and Billy was pray that they were found earlier than last time.