Doomsday Ascending Novels & Stories

Tomorrow was the day they would put their plan into action, testing their strategy against the real world. As they rose from their seats, the room seemed to exhale—a sigh of readiness and anticipation. Their journey had led them to this point, and the next chapter was about to unfold. With a final glance at the map and a nod of solidarity, they left the sitting room, each heading to their respective quarters to rest and recharge. The underground mansion settled into a quiet stillness, the shadows of the nigh t enfolding it like a protective shroud. The next day Drake's morning began with a sense of purpose as he dialed Samuel's number on his phone. The call connected, and he heard Samuel's v

Are you certain you still want to oppose the Heavenly Medical Pavilion, Ashton? Ashton stated solemnly, "I'm certain of it, Lord Mott. I actually understand your concerns. There are still ten days until Callum and Wanda's wedding, so I plan to use this time to push myself to ascend into the otherworldly realm. I'll absolutely be capable of taking Callum on once I make that breakthrough." Xavion stared at Ashton in shock. "You want to ascend into the otherworldly realm in ten days? How confident are you, Ashton?"

“Nothing. To you. But there were already elves who wanted to try and claim me because I’m an adult dragon. They didn’t want to wait until my human side was an adult. They want the dragon now. The same will be true for all of the elementals’ hybrid children once they turn five and don’t get me started on the dragons that haven’t yet been claimed. How do you think Kenzo’s feeling right about now? Or Elio? Or Valko? I understand that you’re happy, and I’m happy for you, but Yhendorn is downstairs trying to keep the elves from declaring open season on the dragons because of how you were claimed.” The reality of what she’s saying hits hard. We didn’t do anything wrong, but the elves don’t know th

He had no idea that the universe wasn't calling him back to save his throne—it was dragging him toward a girl who would tear his entire world apart. ------------------------------ CHAPTER 1: THE WEIGHT OF THE MARK The ancient stone sanctuary was suffocatingly quiet, smelling of damp earth, centuries of candle wax, and crushed pine needles. Outside, the steady thrum of distant pack drums vibrated through the floorboards. The noise made Elena’s heart race like a trapped bird. Tonight was the Lunar Ascension. Tonight, Devon would take his vow as the new Alpha. And tomorrow, he would defy pack tradition to claim her.

Creed is a ticking time bomb right now, and the fact that he thinks he’s a second-rate Alpha has just pushed him over the edge. My mother slips her arm into mine and we walk inside the mansion. “Well, there will be no time to gloat because there's lots to do. The Ascension Ceremony will take place the evening before your Claiming and it's not something we can plan in a week. Get some rest. Tomorrow will be a long day.” She seems agitated. My father told me she has been a wreck since returning from Japan with my sister and godmother, but she hasn’t said a word about what went wrong. If something went wrong, that is.

A few minutes later, the snake woman slithered gracefully and inched 3 meters closer to them, elevating their heartbeats even more. Fang flinched in fear, but when he looked into Creed's stern eyes, he calmed down. Running away might seem like the most logical option, but it was not. Ascension was not something ordinary, but a very private and a grand occurrence. To encounter a being ready to ascend was not something that happened daily. At least not for beasts. More than a phenomenon, it was a representation of awakening. The purification of the body. The reincarnation of a soul.

"Kenji's satellite grid just picked up three more massive thermal blooms across the globe. The Ascended aren't dead. They just went into hiding. And the other Titan prisons... they are starting to wake up." (End of Chapter 126)

Then, she said coldly, “The Divine Sword Villa forged Doomsday with dragon bones. I want that sword.” After she spoke, a powerful aura burst forth from within her. “Over my dead body.” Waylon had crossed into peak Ninth Stair. Over the past few months, the situation in Sol had become more volatile. Though he knew that something was about to happen, he chose to remain and guard Doomsday. Doomsday was an evil sword that no ordinary person could wield it. He tried thinking of ways to remove the evil energy from Doomsday but to no avail. He never expected Maxine to be here for the sword.

' They have no idea that the 'Debt' they’re signing is the 'Blueprint' for the 'Galaxy'. Dominic Thorne, the "Ascended-Observer," stood behind his younger self—the "Ice-King" who was currently sliding a "Resonance-Pen" across the mahogany desk. He looked at the "Younger-Dominic’s" eyes—they were "Empty-Vortexes" of "Predatory-Accumulation." He felt the "Source-Code" of his own "Former-Greed" like a "Systemic-Ache."