Dystopia Rising Database Novelas e Histórias

"I can't know for sure, but I think the outpost is going to be under attack soon. If I remember right, it's going to be someone from a organization that's from the kingdom of Azmar. I think the name started with an I." "I think I know who you are talking about. They are called Inizio, they worship Suriel and plan on creating a new world that they can control. If that's the group you are thinking of, then we are in big trouble." Fenrir snerks at his comment. "They might be trouble for someone as weak as you are, but that doesn't mean I'll take them lightly. Attacking us is a declaration of war. I'll make sure to kill them all. We should hurry, if the information I was given is correct, we ca

"Congratulation warlocks. You officially entered Dystopia. Your journey starts here, and may the odds be at your favor. Good bye" After saying her piece, the rocky shore submerged in the water little by little, together with Veronica who was sitting on it. "So,...shall we?" Nike looked at the rest of the group, and they nodded in response to his question. Seeing Dystopia for the first time, they can't help but feel slightly perplex. Since they heard that it was an ancient territory, they thought it would look like dilapidated or barren, just like how an abandoned place would normally look like. But contrary to their expectation, the place looks so lively and it doesn't look like it was left

“There are hybrids everywhere. No one knows what to do with them. Then there’s the injured, the dead. There are too many alphas, and no one wants to give any ground. Some are calling for the complete extermination of the enemy.” “Who is the enemy now, High Elder?” Seren’s voice was soft as she leaned against her mate. Anyone who didn’t know her would think she sounded meek, but I recognized the trap in her words. Duncan’s eyes met mine, and I could see he was thinking the same thing. Cassian stiffened. “The Hybrids, of course. There are still hundreds of them.” A breeze brushed over my shoulder as King Dorian appeared. He stepped up behind my parents, giving Dad’s shoulder a squeeze before s

He walked to where Damien stood. "What's going on?" "Their leader escaped before he could be captured. He's the one we need," Daniel looked back at the men that had been caught. Three were dead but the rest were alive. "His men are here. We can get information from them." Damien didn't look like he was sure. "They're strogoids, a species of Rogues that are extremely loyal to their masters. They won't disclose any information till their master is found dead." Daniel sighed and nodded. "They shouldn't be killed yet."

He was such a coward to send his mother to break up with me. I better sleep and tomorrow, I will do what brought me here, I will keep my head down. Because I need this job so much. I can’t allow him to get in my head and make me ruin my cooking. *** We wake up so early to prepare everything, the same omega comes to show us our kitchen space. It’s weird that every omega I meet is new, even the guards. I don’t know anyone here, this place seems to have changed so much now that I look at it. The plants and grasses are all dead, the training area is full of grass, only to indicate that there hasn’t been anyone training of late. I don’t want to ask anything, I can’t risk anyone finding out who I

I was shocked when I saw a text from Ryan. Ryan – Charlotte 1 Daisy 0.

But spoiled little Sophie would never understand that. After that, Logan took me back to the werewolf's base. There was no wedding. He just threw me on the bed and went out to drink with the other werewolves. The moment he closed the door, I climbed out the window and ran away. I never really thought I could escape. Ever since vampires and werewolves appeared, they had spread like a virus all over the world. They could fly and were incredibly strong fighters. They quickly took over humanity. Running away was impossible.

The woman standing on the dais lifted her hands and smiled at the group before her. Sara flew around in the vision and moved in closer so that she could focus on the woman standing upon the dais. When she moved in close, she could see the red hair and the deep green eyes. The moment she learned the woman’s identity, the entire vision rippled and faded away.

This was ignition. Later that morning, Daisy stood at the top floor of the estate, staring out the glass walls of her private office. The city lay sprawled beneath her like a beast waiting to rise. Tall towers. Wolf-run corporations. Secret councils. Streets that pulsed with money and blood. Everything was still on the surface. But below? Panic. Realignment. Fear. Her phone buzzed again—another council request, another “private summit” invite, another offer disguised as concern. She let the phone buzz.

"My dear Calla and Ethan, If you have found this latter, that means you are seeking for answers. From now on, you are going to find 15 more letters like this. All fifteen letters together will tell you the only way to defeat the Storm Riders. But you have to find the letters first. Each letter will take you to the people who need your help. You will receive fifteen letters to help some people. Each letter will take you to the next letter. You have to collect all the letters by the dark day. The day when the Sun will be dark and day will turn into night. The first thing you need to do is help the innocent girls who are bothered by a vampire, named Austin. He frightens people, harasses inno