Novel & Cerita Forsaken World Race

Chapter 4: The Forgotten Prophecy Emerging from the Shadow Realm, Elara and Aric found themselves standing on the edge of a vast expanse, where the forest gave way to rolling plains dotted with ancient ruins. "This is the Forgotten Plains," Aric explained, his voice tinged with sorrow. "Once, it was a land of great beauty and prosperity. But now, it lies in ruin, a testament to the folly of those who sought to wield powers beyond their understanding." As they explored the desolate landscape, they came upon crumbling statues and weathered tablets, each one bearing cryptic symbols and faded inscriptions. Elara felt a stirring of recognition deep within her soul, as if the stones themselves wer

I curled up against the car door, starting out into the passing landscape. Before the fall, humans would have traveled using airplanes. But with the world being divided up into different race territories, it was impossible to get permits for airspace. So instead, the common mode of travel was car and boat. Thankfully we wouldn't need to cross an ocean. The Dragul colony held territory in the northwest. So just a couple days of travel through the Fae and Daemon territory. Once upon a time, where we were was called the United States. After the fall, the supernatural races split the world. It was different for every major land mass.

She is definitely not a human, and he never heard about a world called the human world. "You came from a world where only humans reside?" he comprehends that much by the name she has given to that mysterious world. Iris slowly nodded her head, as her hope began to drain out of her heart by the look of confusion in his eyes. Ojas is confused. He knows that Iris belongs to a race named as the skipper seers. The people of her race have the ability to travel from one world to another in a blink of an eye. They used to live in their own kingdom, but the Nephilim began to hunt them down and now their race is on the verge of extinction. He knows about the skipper seers because only they can withsta

I whispered inside Carla. There had only ever been one white wolf in werewolf history. Carla. The realization hit me like a blow. “Carla,” I breathed. “Are you the legendary healer?” “Yes,” she answered through the mind link. “And you were never meant to be ordinary.” “Never meant to be ordinary?” I scoffed before I could stop myself. “Ordinary is far from it. I was forsaken.” “That is not true,” she said calmly. “The Goddess never forsakes her children. It is the evil and greed of wolves that makes it seem so.”

“He was taken by something else. The corruption didn’t kill him. It embraced him.” A heavy silence settled over the room. “Then he’s the one leading the corrupted?” Lyra asked. “The ones who escaped the Seal?” “He isn’t just leading them,” Elias said. “He’s rebuilding the Forsaken.” “The Forsaken?” Nyra whispered. “The army from the Forgotten War,” Elias answered. “Creatures once sealed beneath the earth—half-wolf, half-shadow. Many of them were Alphas who fell and turned. Lucien is raising them again. And with the seal fractured, it’s only a matter of time before he tears it open completely.”

“I’m not from your timeline, Sera. I’m from another world—one where the Great Cleansing succeeded. Where everything we fought for was lost.” The words hit me like a physical blow, and I stumbled back, my mind reeling. “An alternate timeline? How is that even possible?” “In the world I come from, the Cleansing was completed,” they continued, ignoring my question. “Silverwood fell, and the world was reshaped in darkness. I saw it all happen, felt it all fall apart. And I knew I had to find a way to change it.”

"Bella Kessler! Don't ever joke about a fire! I mean it!" Daniel's voice dripped with impatience as he left me no chance to speak. "As a Warrior, your sense of smell is a hundred times sharper than an ordinary person's. Even if there's a fire, you have plenty of time to escape! "Laura is an Omega. Without a wolf's protection while she's pregnant and weak, she might not even be able to call for help if she runs into danger! You know that and you're still pulling such stunts out of jealousy?"

No way! She refused to believe that after all those years of burning money overseas, she, Aria Brown, didn’t have any skills to show off. And she certainly didn’t believe that if Moonshade was really Esther—the unwanted abandoned child of the Davenier family—she’d know anything about racing. Racing wasn’t about talent alone; it took serious money to back it up! “Alright, just these two!” Aria adjusted the car keys in her hand. “Everyone pick your cars, let’s start!”

"They live among us Walk-in our dreams And see right through Our deepest desires They hear our thoughts. And prey on our fears Their soft voices Echo in our minds with promises of forever Darkness falls They heed the call of thirst The night belongs to them Eyes burn red with hunger It's our blood they crave and it's our bloodline They wish to enslave When the birth of a new day Peaks over the horizon And our shadows rise to meet them They retreat to their sanctums And seek solace in dark places In the sun, we find comfort In the light, they disappear They are The Forsaken..." Cadence said the words out loud over and over, trying to make sense of them. After a while, though, she stopped tryi

The attempts of the other kingdoms proved to be futile after they have already trampled on the lives of so many children. Though there are some that were blinded by the offers of their kingdoms and were treated according to what they have promised but they are already too late, the first kingdom to have accepted the Carriers as they really are have already advance too far for the other kingdoms to catch up.