Cross Ark Novels & Stories

He stood before us, his chest heaving, his indigo runes slowly dimming into a beautiful, permanent pattern on his skin. "I felt it," Leo said, his voice clear and steady. "The 'Archive' is trying to send one last signal from the deep South. It’s not an army, Mother. It’s a Call to Return. The last 'Clean Zone' is offering a treaty. They want to 'Merge' the West’s technology with our Marrow."

His voice is thick with irritation, like he’s already pissed off before we’ve even gotten to the real conversation. Nero takes a breath, visibly trying to keep his cool. “My little brother, Aeron, is missing. He’s been recruited into Legacy’s pack as a warrior. What the fuck is your son up to, Arkyn?” There’s another long pause, and when Arkyn speaks again, his voice is colder. “Legacy’s missing too.” Nero’s eyes flash with anger. “Since when?” Arkyn’s voice is thick with frustration. “A week. Maybe more. He’s gone off the grid, and we’ve been searching for him ever since. He’s a fucking liability right now.”

The sun was barely up when Evelyn received a message on her burner phone—a number that only a few trusted people knew. The text was brief and to the point: *Meet me at the old cathedral. Midnight. Come alone.* Evelyn’s heart pounded as she read the message. Kade didn’t waste time. The old cathedral was a relic from a forgotten era, long abandoned and shrouded in urban legend. It was the perfect place for a clandestine meeting, far from the prying eyes of The Tribunal.

Ark was being non-responsive, which irked me even more. The moment we entered our pack borders, Ark woke from his state of ignoring me…. ‘Home…’ Came his only words. I swear some days, he could be like a grumpy old man… ‘Welcome the fuck back!’ I state annoyed… ‘I don’t like her… she is not my Mate’ he growls. ‘No shit Ark! Your mate… Our Mate… is dead, so we kind of have to make something else work.’ ‘Not her!’ ‘We’ll see.’ I shut him off, forcing him to the back of my mind. I’m pissed at his behaviour and lack of presence.

Moon closed his eyes to block the tears in his eyes from falling. "Kurgi and I were hunted for a couple hundred years before meeting up with Anatashi and her pack. She invited us in with arms wide open. We stayed and life settled down for us. Not too long after, at least for us, maybe a couple centuries later, we started hearing rumors of another wolf foolishly challenging Nature. The Dark Alpha of Sakura," he looked Rex dead in the eyes, not allowing him to look away, he continued speaking,

He carelessly pushed Selah on the floor and she fell hard. Krouen led his way to the entrance and swung the door open, only to see an unfamiliar face. "Who are you?" Confusion draws his face when he sees an arid-looking man with a box of macaroons. "My name's Archer and I live..." He pointed at his house on the other side of the road, "There." His plain gazes made Krouen even baffled, he composed himself and sighed. "What do you want?"

“Today we finished preparations for Project HLR. Despite our warnings, Daniel Shirker insisted on setting the launch date for Sunday, April sixteenth, 2028. All 150 Noah’s Ark will be filled. To all reading this, welcome to the new world.” Chris recalled what he read on the outside of the bunker just above the door. “No-a-’s A-k #151”. Chris could fill in the blanks to figure out that the sign said, “Noah’s Ark #151”. He turned to the project overview page as the group made their way to the armory in the next room.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.