Factionless Divergent Novelas e Histórias

The woman’s gaze shifted to him. Slow. Measured. “Oh,” she said softly. “The Shadow Fang Alpha.” Lucian didn’t react. “You’ve been causing quite a bit of trouble,” she added. “And you’ve been attacking children,” he replied. Her smile didn’t drop. “Collateral.” Something in me snapped at that. But Lucian’s arm shifted slightly, blocking me before I could step forward. “Don’t,” he murmured. My chest was tight. Burning. “They’re leaving,” Lucian said.

"Because Richard's death changes everything." Ethan's eyes narrowed. "She wants the Architect." Ava shook her head. "But the system chose me." Victoria corrected her. "No." "It chose Ethan first." Ava stared. "What?" "The system identified Ethan as the next Architect because of his bloodline." "Then why did it identify me?" Victoria looked at her. "Because you are the only person who can override him." Ava's stomach twisted. "So if Veronica gets Ethan..." "She gets Genesis." "And if she gets me?"

My soul was different. I shivered, pulling my blanket tighter around me as I stared up into the darkness. It wasn’t just that the furies were coming for Hayden. They were coming for me, for whatever strange power was tied to my soul. But how could my soul be different? I had never thought of myself as special or powerful. I was just Ava—an ordinary woman who had fallen in love with a ruler of the Underworld. And now I was caught in a web I didn’t fully understand, surrounded by forces far beyond my control.

“Alpha Vane, Ms. Thorn told you to release her. A gentleman would listen.” Lycus’s jaw flexed hard, Alpha fury flashing fiercely in his eyes. “Who are you to dare touch me?” The stranger did not blink, his tone unwavering. “Someone who heard a woman say no.” A dead hush fell over the entire hall. Lycus yanked his arm backward with all his strength, yet the man’s fingers held him fast as iron. Two powerful auras clashed violently—Lycus’s fierce, domineering power crashing against the stranger’s colder, deeper, more overwhelming strength. The air thickened, crackling with suffocating tension.

We are being told that we have access to the dock. Even the need to mate carnally is suppressed as panic floods through my chest. I jerk at the ropes furiously, knowing that I should have done this a long time ago. I'm going to return home, but I'm now a long way from Austin and all the individuals that could help me. When I was last here, my father attempted to kill me. As a result, I assisted at least fifteen women in fleeing him. What he'll do next is unknown to me. Brian picks up as the community's radio static comes to life. Then comes a voice that I recognize and that makes me want to vomit. It's Lucas, a young alpha that my father was preparing to serve as a lieutenant when I left the

He was watching my face, trying to catch the slightest twitch of my jaw. "Let them scream," I said. My voice remained perfectly flat. I did not give him a single shred of emotion to track. "It keeps the stock prices steady while Apex Industries transitions." "There is a third faction, Ms. Penelope," Axton whispered. He shifted his weight, his soles scraping against the carpet. "A smaller group tried to force a Penelope and Julian ship into the main comment threads." My finger froze mid-scroll. The glass felt ice-cold beneath my skin.

His name sat heavy in Maya's chest: Dante. And behind him, at the far end of the aisle, stood Taiga—his boyfriend. Tall, brash, talented, kind. Unknowing. Maya was an Omega, an Elite Prime Omega, to be precise. The kind that wasn't supposed to let emotions override reason. The kind expected to hold composure like royalty. He had control, power, and rank. But right now, the distress scent curling off his skin betrayed everything. Dante, of course, noticed. His trademark smirk tugged at the corners of his lips, effortlessly cool, like nothing had changed.

Each of them offered a reasonable price. Before long, two companies agreed to buy the materials. When the wire transfer cleared, I looked at the sudden eighty million dollars sitting in my Chase offshore account. I felt nothing. That money should have been mine to begin with. I had contributed so much research to Falcone Pharmaceutical. Yet Dante was only willing to throw twenty million dollars at me in the divorce agreement. Why? Before shutting off my phone, I received a call from Dante. His tone was as casual as ever, carrying his usual confidence and arrogance.

I growl, my fists clenching at my sides. She sighs, picking up her tablet again like she’s bored with this conversation. “What changes, Jaxon? She’s gone. The divorce papers are filed. There’s nothing left to discuss.” I stare at her, feeling the frustration bubbling up inside me. “You didn’t even know who she was, did you?” She looks up at me, her brow furrowed in confusion. “What are you talking about?” “Nina. She’s not just some girl I married. She’s Valens. Alpha heir of the Valens Pack.”

" Diva breathed gravely, all she wanted was to escape. The Soothsayer entered the room, addressing her softly so that everyone would hear except for Diva herself. "You know you can't fool me with your small fibs." She The tension in Diva's muscles stiffened rock-hard and she swallowed with a closing sensation at the back of her throat. Then coughed the Soothsayer and spoke to the room. "I, in front of every one of you who stand here gathered, pronounce Diva Crest to be Blackfang Pack alpha's doomed mate Alpha Derek Valen." Then was a frosty silence and then room pandemonium was unleashed.