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Maddox started growling in my head and I could feel it starting to rumble in my own chest. “This is exactly what we saw right?” Legolas looking for some confirmation that he wasn’t going crazy, for once. “Yeah, that’s it! Well shit. What does the book say about it? What is it for starters?” Legolas shifted the book back in front of him and is scanning the pages. “We’re fucked. That’s what it says.” “What? Not possible.” I say taking the book from him and reading for myself. “How the hell is that even possible? I thought they were all killed in the first war?”

Bartimaeus hummed and as he felt her disappear and cloaked himself and his charge in flames and transported them back to Hale Academy. \\ Humans could be so similar sometimes…\\ xXxXx (End of Chapter 6)

Or if this is truly the end! Chapter 83 is THE FORGOTTEN REALM! END OF CHAPTER EIGHTY-TWO TO BE CONTINUED...

Willow's jaw opened wide,as if it would drop down to the floor and her tongue would roll out like a red carpet. The man in front of her was mesmerising. The events of last night was so overwhelming that she didn't even look at her fiance' properly. In her mind she had pictured him as a four eyed monster with great big horns and a long,twisted beard. She pictured him as Satan himself,like what she had seen in church.

Chapter 15: the journey begins As the ground trembled beneath their feet and the sky darkened ominously overhead, Emilia and Ryder exchanged a knowing glance. Whatever awaited them, they were prepared to face it together. With the power of the Heartstone pulsing within them, they stood ready to confront the unknown with courage and determination. Drawing strength from each other, they braced themselves for the imminent challenge that lay ahead. Suddenly, a blinding light pierced through the darkness, illuminating the valley with an ethereal glow. Emilia and Ryder shielded their eyes, squinting against the brilliance as a figure emerged from the shadows.

The last five Night Devourers charged at me from the tree line and I turned and drove my glowing fist through them again and again, until they had all dissolved into ash and the clearing went silent. I could finally cross now. I looked toward the finish line. Hector was already fighting to get back to me, struggling against Thorin's grip with everything his battered body had left, his voice cracking as he shouted my name. And Thorin held him back with both arms, with an expression on his face that said he hated doing it but was going to keep doing it anyway. The last ray of sunlight instantly disappeared behind the mountains before I could take a single step The low hum that moved through th

The shared climax transcended everything that had come before—a supernova of golden-emerald light that washed through all existence, sealing the eternal truth in every soul. In the luminous, trembling afterglow, the core group lay in a vast, glowing tangle at the center of everything. Vespera rested her head on my chest, legs intertwined with Silas and Sable. Draven held Lorien close. Rook’s powerful arms sheltered as many as they could reach. Wren’s light bathed them all in gentle, sensual warmth. Vespera looked up at me with flushed cheeks and shining eyes. “Eighty chapters of fire… and it only grows hotter.”

Chapter 4: Legacy of the North The longships cut through the icy waters with determined purpose as the Northshield forces launched their decisive raid against the rival jarl’s stronghold. The wind whipped my braids, carrying the salt of the sea and the promise of battle. I stood at the prow alongside Gunnar, Leif, and Erik, my newly forged axe gripped firmly in my hands and a shield strapped to my arm. The full figure that had once marked me as vulnerable now felt like a source of grounded strength, my body honed by weeks of training and the unyielding support of my three kings. No longer a captive, I sailed as their companion, their advisor, and a warrior in my own right.

There's something you both need to see. I crossed my arms. "Unless that book contains a way to knock some sense into our stubborn Alpha—" "It's about the prophecy." Fiona's green eyes met mine. "The part about divided hearts." Callum moved closer, his presence sending familiar tingles down my spine despite my anger. "Show us." Fiona opened the book; it crackled as she turned its pages. *"Divided hearts united in purpose, when trust breaks and mends anew, shall forge the strongest bonds."*

Breathing hard. Then Lily caught him. "What did you see?" Thomas looked toward the tower. Toward his father. Then answered. "The gate needs both crystals." Silence. Then: "And Dad already has one." Hope appeared. For the first time in a while. Then suddenly— the throne room exploded inward. BOOM! The doors shattered. Stone flew everywhere. Everyone screamed. And standing in the entrance— covered in darkness— was the monster's first true servant. A giant warrior made entirely of shadow.