Dark Consortium Stellaris Novels & Stories

Salvador, my cousin entered the bathroom and I signalled Richard to leave us alone "Get this lifeless slave out of my sight. How many times do I have to tell you not to get me fragile slaves? Now you will do exactly as I will order you. Go to the Daemoniums. They have offered me a slave. As they told me, she is a rebellion. According to Justin, she has no control over her blood lust. I want you to go to them and pay them in exchange for the slave they have to offer me." I said and he bowed his head in respect.

“Packs and humans. The humans had no idea what Rowan was but got involved for business purposes. The two significant packs behind it all are Höherstehend and Crowned Jewel.” I pause, running a hand through my hair. “I’ve already taken down the others—including Crowned Jewel, as you all know. And the humans who played a role in this? They’re gone too. But Höherstehend remains. They recently formed an alliance with vampires—” I glance at Vivian, my voice darkening. “And not just any vampires. A deadly gang of them.” She nods slightly, absorbing the information. Then she turns to the rest of the pack, her sharp gaze sweeping over them. “So what now?”

The edges ragged and jagged tears bit into the words. Lloyd peered close, the rips making it a bit harder to read, as well as the uneven script, written by a hand that had been shaking. The sun is bright. But all around us is darkness. I could have all the gold in the world. The hidden locations are wide open. But the cost is crippling. I had much of it tossed over the side. The weeds can conceal it and the drowned men can have use of it. The beast knows I came close to finding some way out. And the consequence was worse. Their souls, my own and the blood of children. It won't be sated until a hundred or maybe more have been slaughtered.

"The international contacts." "In position," she said. "I spoke to my primary contact yesterday. They've been ready for six weeks — they've been waiting for the financial map to be complete. With what's in this case it's complete." She paused. "The moment I send the confirmation the accounts begin freezing. It will take approximately four hours for the full architecture to be immobilized. Four hours during which Vestri and Don Marco and everyone in that room will be unreachable by anyone outside it — which is how the gathering always runs, their own protocol." She looked at Silvano. "By the time the gathering ends the organization's financial infrastructure will no longer exist." The room ab

“Mr. Moonshade…” Elise shook her head. “You don’t know this, but although Dark Star is called an organization, they’re actually from a planet called ‘Darkstar’ beyond this world. Strictly speaking, their power is vast and belongs to a force outside the Immortal, Demonic, and Fiend Realms. If you kill them, their ancestral planet will never rest until you’re dead.” Celestial Blade Sect had a long-standing enmity with Dark Star, so as a member of the sect, Elise knew more secrets than Andrius.

His eyes found me like they were reading measurements on a ledger, not gauging judgment. “You can put the gun down, Damian,” he said. “You won’t need it.” Kai’s recorder clicked on. The red light blinked slowly and steadily between us. Behind her, Elena watched the monitor lines that mapped Adrian’s pulse, respiration, micro-muscle shifts, not one deviation, he wasn’t bluffing. “Start talking,” I told him. I kept my voice low, even. Every word had to count. “You thought the Consortium was the problem,” he began. “They were the mask, The real structure is older—centuries older and they call themselves The Architect.”

Dad seemed pretty happy with how I'd changed, but he was still stressing about me finding someone. He kept trying to set me up with these so-called "top Alphas" from all the different tribes, but honestly, I couldn't care less about any of them. Like when Marcus, that Alpha from the Northridge tribe, tried to sweet-talk me with moonpetal flowers, I just put my sword to his throat, cold as ice, and told him to back off. I knew, deep down, I was going to be the real heir to the Moonshadow Sanctum. I didn't need help from any man. My own strength and smarts were enough to make any Alpha bend the knee.

And then I read them again. And again. Damien’s hand gripped my arm. “What is it?” My voice broke. “He left behind another branch of the empire. A hidden one.” “Where?” I looked up at him, my throat dry. “Offshore. A military-grade biotech division run independently under a code name — “The Horizon Initiative”.. It was never declared, never traced. It operates in ghost zones across three continents. No paper trail. No digital trace.” Damien’s jaw tightened. “And now it belongs to you”.

of themselves from 3 seconds ago. The HumResidual Trinity-frequency in the soil.A global insomnia affecting 40% of the population. Material DriftObjects "forgetting" their density.Building foundations becoming porous or liquid. The Scarcity War With the high-tech "Miracles" of the Architects gone, the world reverted to a brutal reality: Resources. The "Slow-Glass" humans and the "Accelerant" Mimics, no longer unified by the threat of erasure, began to bicker over the remaining "Amber Hives." The hives were the only source of clean water and electricity, but they were failing without the Trinity-link.

“So Dominion absolutely did plan for his or her very own collapse. They permit us to break them so as that a few thing worse might also additionally need to develop of their place.” Rachel exhaled sharply. “And permit me guess, it’s already happening?” Vanessa nodded grimly. “Sleeper cells in South America, Asia, and Africa have already started mobilizing. They’re the use of Dominion’s antique resources—black marketplace guns , offshore economic institution accounts, hidden studies facilities. But the maximum regarding part? They aren’t running separately. Someone is uniting them.” I clenched my fists. “Nyx is dead. The Council is gone. Who's the main character now?”