Novel & Cerita Divine Series

And with the power of the storm, chaotic and rugged, a tall hunky sex god in a dark suit strong magnetic aura, arrested the guests. Every damn person. The CEO who had been about to begin her speech parted her lips, her jaws dropping as realization hit her with the force of a storm. Whether fully dressed with a mask or completely nude, Elena Taylor would recognize those eyes even from the depth of the ocean, As much as she knew the pleasure of those hard muscles against hers. After all, it was her first love, ex-husband and captor, Mikhail fucking Volkov.

I gasped internally. 'Is... is that your past counterpart?' I asked Divine. She said nothing for a beat. I knew how much she loved her past human and that she missed her. 'Yes, it is. And the woman beside her is Miza's ancestor.' I looked at the history snapshot before me. 'What's is going on, Divine?' Again, another pause. 'Let me speak.' "Eve?" My head snapped to the right, where I heard Kwen call my name. I realized that I had zoned out, staring at Miza.

"I look festive." "You look like someone who has already decided to do something catastrophically stupid and is doing their makeup to delay the conversation about it." I set down the eyeliner and turned to face him. Drake Valcoin, ancient vampire, only male Divine Warrior in recorded history, Council Elder, and the man who had literally pulled my soul back from the Neverplain, looked genuinely worried. Not the performative concern he used in Council chambers. The real kind, the kind that lived behind his eyes when he thought no one was paying close enough attention to catch it. I was always paying attention.

Leaving me troubled, and not just because of the reprimand I’m likely about to receive. It’s Friday and I’m once again standing in Davon’s office. My eyes glide over the books resting on his shelf, near the desk. The titles seem foreign, though where they’re from I have no idea. “They’re written in Fae,” Davon tells me, approaching from behind. His silky voice wraps around me, like a lovers embrace. “I’m glad you let yourself in, I was busy in the basement.” “I’m glad you don’t find it rude,” I reply, unable to look at him. When he moves to my side, I turn away.

Jesus Graham shut the fuck up. “Nah, not as interesting as that unfortunately. Just admin shit.” “Graham can you get the vinegar please?” Latisha asked, looking at me. Graham sighed and went into the kitchen. “I’m,” she started “Latisha stop it’s fine.” Dimitri looked at her and smiled. “I’m used to the spy shit seriously. It’s his opinion about the job I didn’t come here to debate strippers with him.” “Thanks. Oh god my pregnancy hormones,” she said wiping under her eyes. “Harper please don’t ever let this one go. Promise me.” I chuckled and grabbed his hand under the table.

Sebastian took off his shirt and pants, leaving only the black boxers. Elysia's hazed eyes were drawn to his honey-colored skin. His abs are so hard. The muscles on his thighs were representing his lower body strength. For a second, she imagined what he could do to her with this Greek God body of his.... and a gasp left her throat at the thought of it. It felt sinful. It was sinful to desire him to the point where she was losing every piece of herself. No perhaps, she was able to put back the broken bits of herself.

So in her conclusion, she just feels the world is just too low-levelled. Mainly, the levels are divided into low-level, amateur level, advanced-level, intermediate level, high-level, god-level and the legendary S Level mission. But all of these levels are also divided in 5 classes, the least being the F class, then E class, D class, C class, B class and the A class. The levels are completely different from each other, sometimes because of the difficulty of the task, or maybe the environment or the targets of the mission are all big bosses.

Kaloy said to Divine in a hard voice. "I-I can't force her, Kaloy. I can't," Divine cried. "Even though I really want to be with him. Even though I can't stand it anymore that he was away from me." Then, Divine couldn't stop herself from crying completely. Kaloy just hugged her tightly and caressed her back gently. ------ ^^^^^^ ------ One day, Haria was leaving their house when she saw Divine outside, and seemed to be waiting for someone. She immediately approached her, so she was sure that she was the one she was waiting for.

The sheer number of divine gold that Severin had made Heath feel extremely envious. Divine gold was not a common commodity, and it was valued as raw material for crafting divine protective weapons. Even level nine supreme paragons would covet something so valuable. Despite training for centuries and earning the respect of many as a level nine supreme paragon, Heath still lacked a protective divine weapon and had to rely instead on the finest spiritual weapons available. He would be lying if he said he was not envious of the Dragon-Patterned Divine Gold hovering before him. With a self-conscious smile, he said, "Now I understand why you didn't bat an eye when I told you about the Scripture Pi

Suddenly, the door burst open, and Divine ran out, rushing to the top of the building without any hesitation, his movements swift The three friends exchanged worried glances again, unsure of what was happening or what could Divine wanting to do. But before they could react or intervene, they saw Divine suddenly threw himself off the building, intending to kill himself, his body plummeting towards the ground with alarming speed. "WHAT THE FUCK!!!" The three friends exclaimed in unison in horror. Anakin's heart stopped as he watched in horror, his mind frozen in shock and disbelief. However, his supernatural reflexes kicked in, and he sprinted towards Divine, his movements swift and precise. W