Divine Zero Pierce The Veil Novels & Stories

He looked at her and made the woman open her eyes. “Look at me, baby, look at me and see how much you give me satisfaction.” Jose frowned against the urge of pleasure that was pounding in his head. “Look at me, Valerie.” After that, Jose groaned deeply, reaching an unbelievable peak. Valerie tries to follow Jose's instructions to look at him. However, when Jose is hit by his own pleasure, she also dissolves into his incredible peak. The release felt good, made Valerie float up and close her eyes. She was swept away in the peak of Jose's pleasure, which was hot and warm, gushing deep inside her body.

tears flew down from his eyes. “That's how I became your sinner,” he spoke out, freezing her. “That's how you become the veil of this sinner, Eizlin….”

“Start explaining, or I swear I’ll—” The entire facility shook violently. Lights burst overhead, showering sparks. Damien grabbed my hand. “Earthquake?” Alexander’s face went gray. “No.” A deep, metallic groan echoed through the structure, followed by a rumbling roar that made my bones vibrate. The ceiling split. Through the crack, I could see not sky—but darkness. Moving darkness. It pulsed like a living thing. “What is that?” I breathed. Alexander’s voice was almost reverent. “Sector Zero has awakened.”

His breath, shaking. The way he wanted had slammed through him—raw, forbidden, overwhelming. The way Althea’s heart had answered with equal force. The way he’d recoiled—not from her, but from being exposed. From being seen wanting something he shouldn’t. Then Hiraya felt something worse: The monster. The seismic magic rising under Althea’s skin. The Beacon flare—silent but deafening—calling into the dark. Calling something back. Hiraya ripped her hand away, stumbling a step, face bone-white.

Darkness pressed in from the edges. I held one last breath, thin, trembling, and everything went quiet. Everything let go. And then I vanished into black.

That was when Caleb activated Blood God Order, Second Style—World Tremor! Bang! The stunning shockwave bore down with the weight of a mountain, reaching Tia, Zeke, and the Alliance's representatives even before he landed. "Dancing Dragon Spear!" Tia growled as her spear shot out, accompanied by a draconic bellow! Roar!!! Seeing the oncoming blow, Caleb swung his sword down again. World Burial Sword, Third Style—Skybreaker! Roar!

Elias's hand tightened in mine. Brianna hit a sequence of syllables that felt like a key turning, and the seal blazed. White light, upward through the chalk lines, through the sigils, filling the circles like water filling a vessel. I felt the pull of the Neverplain, not downward but sideways, a reorientation of everything, gravity deciding it had other priorities. The angel blade sang in my hand, one clear note that resonated against my grace and the seal's light and Maia's presence inside me, coiled and ready and then… Everything went white.

Chapter 11 I stared at the glossy tablet screen in Matteo’s hand, gripping my glass of scotch so hard the crystal groaned in protest. The headline on The New York Observer's digital front page was practically screaming in bold, black letters: THE ICE KING THAWS: JULIAN VANCE UTTERLY BEWITCHED BY NEW BRIDE.

I missed seeing her pretty face, hearing her scream profanities at everyone…I missed having Seraphina Alvaréz under my watch. “What?” I paused, picking up the odd piece of paper sticking out from inside the violin's base. “What? What did you find? Her location? A threat?” In a nanosecond, Lazaro was standing next to me, his eyes flickering with suppressed emotions as he tried to decipher what we were both looking at. “It's…just a musical note.” I whispered, narrowing my eyes as the symbols looked a little too familiar for me to miss. “I'll go get someone who can play the Violin.” Lazaro gritted the words through his teeth, impatience clearly written all over his face as he turned to exit the

A deep, subsonic hum echoed through the walls—the same hum they had heard in the Harvest Room. "He’s here," Sybilla whispered, her face turning pale. "The Primordial has found the Zero Point." Suddenly, the viewing port shattered. It didn't break inward from the pressure of the ocean. It dissolved into a thousand shards of black glass. A figure stepped through the vacuum—a man dressed in the matte-black armor of the Firstborn, but his eyes weren't violet. They were gray. The flat, matte gray of Silas Vane. Silas didn't use a weapon. He raised his hand, and the "Frequency" between Dante and Ivy was suddenly hijacked.