Book Jupiter Ascending Novels & Stories

The smell of expensive leather and aged scotch—stored in a hidden cabinet for a half-century—replaced the stench of the Borers. "You look like a king again," Clara whispered, her fingers tracing the soot on his jawline. "I'm just a man taking back his house, Clara," Julian replied, his thumb brushing her lower lip. "And I'm taking you with me." The Ascent to the Sun The capsule launched with a silent, magnetic thrust. It didn't clatter like the Sump cage; it glided through a dedicated vacuum tube, bypassing the scorched mountain and the Iron Mind’s wreckage.

SERIES NAME : BORN BY POWER SEQUEL NAME : UP RISE OF HELL (BOOK 2) CHAPTER 9 : GRIM REAPER Scene opens up to a wide spread land. Thus, dry it was. Like a desert. Dead trees still, standing still and the bubble clouds, having a bursting purple tint to it. Calypso was caught walking in fright from a high up angle. "John!" She yelled. His ring, dropped to the floor right before Calypso's feet.

"Kenji's satellite grid just picked up three more massive thermal blooms across the globe. The Ascended aren't dead. They just went into hiding. And the other Titan prisons... they are starting to wake up." (End of Chapter 126)

As he stepped out of the ruins, the ground beneath him instantly restored itself. At this moment, James appeared disheveled. He appeared in mid-air in an instant, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Byron and asked, “Does your Defying Heavens Art have any connection to the Sacrilegious Ascension of the Demonic Ape Race?”

The news played quiet in the background — mentioning unexplained plant growth near subway grates and along old rail lines. By the time Jules arrived, the bookstore's air smelled different. Wetter. Not mold. Not rot. Just… new earth. Like something had broken through the surface and was stretching toward light. Jules stood in the doorway, blinking like she'd walked into a fever dream. "That's a flower. On your ceiling." "Yeah. There's four now." They examined Dreams in the Soil again. Jules didn't want to touch it. Aria did anyway, gloved fingers on the pages. The book's roots had started to extend — thin white strands like veins trailing across the counter, reaching toward the window where a

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.

“Even so, I don’t want to tarry. I’m more worried about the vampires and their excellent hearing. Get in the circle. We can discuss this later.” Realizing that the magical man made sense, Jasper stepped into the circle with Ben and Lila. Their three bodies filled the space to the extent that he was forced to hug Lila. Jolted by his body’s reaction to the unnecessary way her form melded with his, he feared the beast withing him might come forth. With an urgency that was easily conveyed through his voice to Ben, he said, “Hurry.” Without hesitation, Ben raised his hands above his head and said, “Bidh mi a ’gairm air na h-eileamaidean gus ar saoradh bho seo. Gabh sinn gu sàbhailteachd ar cùmh

especially some one who was only supposed to be someone's boy toy. The group stepped into a glass elevator. Collen pressed the button for the forty third floor. As the elevator rose up into the sky the view was originally blocked by the many buildings surrounding The Northern Garden, then in an instant their eyes were assaulted by the beauty of the setting sun breaking over the buildings. It really was a sight to behold as the rays of light shined through the glass elevator.

(Sebastian POV) After watching the wounds heal up on her back and she was finally asleep. That's when I decide to go to the packs library with Seth. We needed to go through all the supernatural books that my family was able to collect through their lives. I need to know more to find out about my beautiful mate. As I was going through all the books that I didn't realize that five hours have gone by in a blink of an eye. We went through most of all the books not finding anything that will tell me about my baby girl. I then thought about the book of the gods and goddess, but as I look through the other books, but I didn't see that book.

I fell back to the ground and closed my eyes again. My son hated me. My husband wanted another woman. I was done. Maybe I should just give up. When I drifted closer and closer to total darkness again, there was a scent of a wolf drew closer. But not rotten stink like those rogues. It was the scent of vanilla and whiskey, warm, rich and intoxicating. Then I felt myself being lifted. Strong arms gathered around me and held me close to a warm body. I forced my eyes open. Just barely. A face swam above me — jaw like cut stone, dark eyes wide with something I couldn't name. Shock. Recognition. Hunger.