Destiny 2 New Emblems นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Alpha Jones smiled subtly. "I think you need to wake up from your daydream. We have lost. Nolan has won. The Nemesis has caught up with us" David stressed out. "We are the Nemesis" Alpha Jones pointed out. "The Nemesis does not sit in the cell of his own Manor with his beta" he retorted. "Do you hear that?" he held one of his ears for attentiveness. "What?" Alpha Jones also paid attention. There were sounds of footsteps all over the Manor. "They have returned from evacuation to a new Alpha" David related.

He smiled again, this time a bit more mischievously, and ran a hand through his hair. “You’re incorrigible!” she said, shaking her head, and his laughter filled the room. “How about a drink?” he asked. “I’d like to hear about Rodyn and the dragons,” she said. “I’ll get to that,” he replied, “but first… what do you fancy?” Once again, Emory glanced at the glyphs on his neck. They were just like Rodyn’s except they glowed a faint blue light that pulsed with energy. “I’m not here for a drink.” At least not right now. “I’m here because we have a lot to talk about. So, let’s get to it.”

Alpha Alec Romero, the Alpha of Dark Moon Pack located at the east part of Vinizia City. He was the only one among the four Alphas in the city who still don't have a wife—a Luna. They even tease him sometimes when the three other Alpha's of the South, East and West when they're together to have a party because he is the only Alpha who has not been with a woman who will be the Luna of his territory and who will be his mate for life. Actually, Alec was not in a hurry about that, he was confident that the Moon Goddess reserved him a woman he wants to be part of his life until he died.

The people of Mystic Pride cheer. We all look at one another in shock and surprise. Even Ember is pointing her finger at herself. Maia nods at her and then conjures gold emblems and pins them near our left shoulders. It’s a gold circle with feathered wings extending over the ring's sides. Lilac, Fern, Ria, Ela and Yiselda smile and courtesy at the crowd. Kadva and Sir Hugo bow, and Ember attempts a curtsy but falls on her face. She stands up and laughs, patting down the dust from her dress. ‘I’m all goo-‘ before she finishes her sentences, dirt, twigs and leaves fly around her, and as it dissipates, we find a little red fox in her place.

But still, Jaxson preferred no one to around him when he gets home. The car entered highland street and Jaxson bought this new house eight-month back. He really liked the calm place and sophisticated neighborhood. Coming home is always his favorite thing though there’s no one to welcome him and he will do nothing but sleep. He wants to be in silence, sleep in tranquility and do what he wants without anyone disturbance. He made sure that no one knows this place so that he can get all those things. As soon as he entered home, Emmanuel placed his trophy among the others in his living room.

Vera pulled and pushed Zeline's body closer to Ricard, who was standing waiting for her to come. There Ricard was holding a beautiful diamond ring worth tens of billions of dollars. The crew that will be the first step, he and Zeline continue to a more severe level. Ricard tugged gently at Zeline's fingers. Cautiously, he started pinning the engagement ring on Zeline's ring finger. That woman couldn't help crying happily. Vera's ridiculous idea unexpectedly led her to find her future life partner. Different continents, times, languages, cultures, and daily life do not prevent the seeds of love from growing bigger every day.

"It is a flame rekindled. A covenant of fire that cannot be extinguished." Cheers erupted. Arthur looked at her with reverence. Her eyes, once dulled by torment, now blazed with purpose. He stepped forward. "We came from ruin," he said. "But ruins can grow gardens. Ashes can birth oaks. And what we build here today will shelter generations to come. Not with dogma, but with truth. Not with fear, but with love." As the wind stirred the folds of Isabella's robe, she raised a hand to the sky, revealing the Ember Crest—the symbol they had reclaimed from the corrupted Elders. It shimmered like a star reborn.

Blood dripped from her nose. The Moonborn stood at the entrance, silent, waiting. And in that moment, Emilia knew— This wasn’t just about vengeance anymore. This was about legacy. About blood. About the right to rule. She didn’t put on the crown. Not yet. She carried it out, high above her head, blood-streaked and burning with memory. The Moonborn howled. And this time… it wasn’t rage. It was loyalty. Outside, the red eclipse began to pass.

Progress? Before they left, Elias pressed a smaller package into my hands. Inside, a small metal disk burnished smooth and engraved with Emberbound sigils. The Circle crest on one side. One name on the other. Draven. Not Asset 23. Just Draven. I flipped it in my hand once, then placed it delicately in the drawer beside the hearth, next to the hollowed-out sigil box and hanging cape. Names mattered. But this one no longer felt like a weight.

"It will break the last of the seals. You will remember everything. And Vladimir will know. He will track you down." Emereah looked down at the cuffs. At the bits of herself curled into chains. She did not falter. "I was born during the Blood Eclipse. Destiny already knew I was coming." Her hands trembled as she held the first bracelet. She ripped it off. Agony burst out of her like fire with glass. She screamed—a voice older than language, scratched by centuries of hidden anguish. The walls groaned, the runes ignited. She tore the second one free. Magic spilled out of her like a storm unloosed.