Defiance Of The Fall Royal Road Novels & Stories

Maya smoothed her imperial silks with a sovereign’s swift grace, the golden mark on her neck blazing brighter in answer to the attack. The tower door burst open. Kael stumbled in, face streaked with mystical blood, clutching a broken blessed spear. “Supreme! The east wall has fallen!” the beta commander roared in despair. “The capital’s sacred riders have broken through the first line, and the Council’s High Commander marches straight for the main courtyard with his fire lance! If we do not go now, the northern divisions will be butchered within their own fortress!”

"Even if you don't. You don't say it consciously,you just allow it." I pressed my hands on my stomach. Two heartbeats. "If we go into the old roads," I said. "And I collapse them from inside.." "We collapse them from inside and exit before the collapse reaches us," she said. "The carrier's voice opens the fracture but it propagates outward from the carrier's position. If we move fast enough toward the exit point." "We get out before the road comes down," I said. "Yes," she said. "And the Rogue King's position above the old roads," I said. "When the roads collapse

He looks directly at me when he says it. The music starts. The first new song is slow. Haunting. Piano and his voice. The lyrics are about emptiness. About feeling nothing while everyone watches. The crowd is silent. Just listening. I'm shooting but also hearing every word. The second song is faster. Angry. About pushing people away to protect yourself. The third song destroys me. It's called "Three Feet." The chorus: **You're standing three feet from me / But I can't reach across / I built these walls myself / Now I'm paying the cost**

Her eyes were wide, shining with terror. Roman’s hand shot out, curling into her hair. He dragged her upright with brutal ease, ignoring her scream. She stumbled after him as he pulled her to the center of the courtyard. His strength was obscene, unnatural, as though she weighed no more than a rag doll. The wolves circled closer, their claws clicking against stone. “Defiance,” Roman said, his voice rising now, carried to every corner of the courtyard, “is disease. And disease must be cut out.”

“My mother was the real leader. Not Damien’s father. Not Adrian. Not anyone else.” Elara felt the ground tilt beneath her. Lucian exhaled, voice shaking: “Elara… the most dangerous Hale of all… is my mother.”

“Fourteen years. That earns you something. But Drew? He’s got people now. Real people. You start sniffing around, they’ll notice. And they won’t care who took the fall.” Meekey smirked. “Let ‘em notice.” “You trying to get revenge?” She shook her head. “Not revenge.” He looked at her a long moment. “Then what?” “Balance.”

The minutes turned into an agonizing wait as she anxiously scanned the empty road, her eyes darting from one direction to another. But despite her persistence, the road remained desolate, and no one seemed willing to offer assistance. After receiving Mateo's invitation, William quickly got dressed and hopped into his car. He embarked on the journey towards the runway hall, his anticipation building with each passing mile. As he drove along, his eyes caught sight of a car parked on the side of the road, bearing an uncanny resemblance to Vera's vehicle. Curiosity piqued, William continued driving, intending to investigate the situation.

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

Alpha Nick looks over at Alpha Jax looking perplexed and trying to recall what rule 12 was. “what’s rule 12?” I look him straight in the eyes “rule 12 is you have to run 100 miles, and train with me the rest of the day, and if you can’t complete that then I can beat the shit out of you for requesting me to join you in your room.” “What if I complete it?” I start laughing and so does everyone else but him. I wipe my face from my tears and smile at him “Oh you think YOU can complete MY training?” Jax and I look at one another and I nod my head. Jax looks at Nick “I bet you, you can’t. Even I can’t and everyone here can’t. So do you want to bet?” Nick looks at me in my eyes.

I voiced out. "And whose fault was that?" she said glaring at me. Your psychotic mind, I mumbled beneath my breath, just then she decided to drop one of her crutches, she tried to make it look like an accident but failed miserably. She's going to be the death of me, mumbled before adding a string of curse words to the statement. I hurried over to her and supported her falling figure by putting my hand around her waist leading her to the nearest table. I ignore how right it felt to place my hand around her waist or how she seemed to fit perfectly in my arms every time I carry her. I went to pick up the fallen crutch and made my way back to her.