Novel & Cerita Chaos Agent

Today's reality proves, no one can escape the oncoming war. War had come and chaos took over. Evrah stood, shaking, from head to toe, in a white-hot rage at the scene before her. Here, in the view of the eagle eye's nest atop Karlear Mountain. She was trapped with no way to stop the destruction in front of her. Forrest Keep, a once busy town so full of peace, but no longer.

“She thinks she’s the serpent slithering behind my back. Poor girl doesn’t know I’ve already skinned her and am wearing her fangs.” “She won’t sit still.” “She won’t have the time to strike.” Marlyn looked at her. “You’re sure about the next step?” “Completely,” Seraphina replied. “Today he’ll come begging to talk. I’ll give him one last illusion of closeness. One sweet kiss. One lie. That should be enough to make him crumble faster. Then we use the chaos.” Marlyn gave her a knowing nod before leaving. Later that evening, as expected, Kaelion showed up at her door, disheveled and exhausted.

she confessed and looked down. “Oh! Is that what you called crush-at-first-sight?” I said while arching my brows. I actually don't believe even a single thing in what they call love. I don't believe in destiny, twin-flames, soulmate, or whatsoever because it's kinda feel childish! “What's that man's name?” I asked her. She looked at me smiling while she's like reminiscing things. “Clay. Clay Phineas Johnson” ‘What the actual fuck!’ “Stay away from him, Agatha.”

another agent said, “but she’s also alone, so her sire isn’t here.” “And there’s the one we were sent to apprehend,” the agent who kicked down the door pointed to Terror by the bed, “I guess the two of them were in it together,” Nya threw the door off her and stood up, the wounds she'd suffered were already healing. “Ow.” she growled, as the last of her wounds healed, "You're a lykan too, huh?" she growled at the lead agent "Tough li'l minx aren't ya? Good." the lykan agent grinned, “And here I thought this assignment was gonna be boring.”

Jase says menacingly. Storm’s eyes narrow and he crosses his arms over his chest. “Don’t think I don’t know you work for the Death Kings. I am the leader of C.H.A.O.S. and you’re on my turf where I hold seniority. You and your team are here to train under us for now, Storm Diesel Benson aka Clyde, leader of Tempest.” Jase has a smile of superiority playing across his lips.

“Corrupted souls, powered by chaos, dogs of a very ancient evil that threatens the multiverse as we know it.” “They were all corrupted by shards?” “No, a certain one corrupts beings, the shard of Chaos. It’s the source of the harbinger’s powers, but that’s different from the one you use. That is the shard of Ente, the protector. Each universe has one, to repel the chaotic energy that the harbingers carry. Naturally, the shards of chaos are generally weaker than the shards of Ente, mostly because they aren’t real shards, just mimics, fakes, created by the same evil I told you about, Zoi. However, the shards of Ente are formed from the being of Lord Ente. You have one of those shards in you no

She bowed. “Stop toying with me. Out with it!” Legarde said coldly. “There has been trouble since she left. Things have not been well. Guardian Asher has killed many persons. There is no communicating with him.” “You are the Mage of this city what does that have to do with the girl?” “I have my suspicions.” She lowered her voice. “Strange coincidence that as soon as Sacha leaves he became agitated and went on a cleansing of the city. He started with the jail. Then worked his way above ground.”

For the first time since this whole mess began, she felt a genuine smile spread across her face. “Well,” she said, cracking her knuckles dramatically, “it’s a good thing chaos is my superpower.” The next three days were a blur of pure chaos, and Deja was living for it. While Trevor fine-tuned their digital arsenal, diving deep into the wild world of secure servers and cyber espionage like a caffeinated hacker in a heist movie, and Nico worked his charm on the SEC investigator (who, naturally, was an old ex-girlfriend—because why wouldn’t they be?), Deja was laser-focused on one thing: The Ultimate Distraction.

Mave was one of the agents on my team without any roots or links to the actual police department, and after all of this is over he will be left jobless, and with his age and zero experience on his resume, he would need something. “Fatima is only one person, the tip of the iceberg's tip. The main pillars of the organization will get out of this unscathed. And they might come for us, I mean we stopped their billion dollar scheme.” Jazz nods,