Halo Book 3 Novels & Stories

"We give him what he wants. All three hybrids. In the same place. At the same time." "That's suicide." "No. That's bait." Her gold eyes burn. "We let him try to drain us. And when he does, we drain him back." --- **[End of Chapter 119]**

"Hazel, you're the lead. If you refuse to play the part, the whole system glitches. That’s what happened in the vault." "It’s more than that," Silas said. He led us deeper into the tunnel until we reached a heavy metal door. He swiped a card, and the door hissed open. Inside was a room filled with screens and blinking lights. It looked like a small version of the command center from the simulation. In the middle of the room stood a tall, glass pillar. Inside the pillar was a single, glowing book. It wasn't made of paper. It was made of pure, golden light.

It was snapping in half, tumbling toward the sun. I sat back, hugging Leo. We were alive. We were free. But as I looked at the palm of my hand, I saw a small, silver mark. It was the same mark the Proxy had. It was glowing. A voice spoke through the pod’s speakers. It was the librarian, but his voice was distorted. "The harvest is over, Lyra. But the infection has just begun. Welcome to Phase Three." Suddenly, the pod’s navigation screen changed. We weren't heading for my home world. We were heading for the Dark Sector, the place where the Star-Eaters were born.

The voice of Makai broke out around, with the profile of the man soon coming into view. He was a dwarf, with a knack for stories. That ever bubbly spirit, which was sure to pull those around him, was out to be detected. He had offered a shell of coconut drink to me the moment I climbed aboard, but unfortunately, I had no thirst for anything at the moment. All I sought was to have Cameron say something to me. Anything. “I implore you all to settle in well, and please, have your seatbelts fast and ready” His utterance had earned chuckles around, with eyes shifting through the figures before him.

Nora let out a dark chuckle. "Wait! The halo is inside us. How? When? Why?! I don't understand; isn't the halo supposed to be a treasure that protects the whole race?" Hazel asked in surprise as her eyes widened in shock and unbelief. "Yes, it is. It has merged with us and become one with us; fate has willed it since the beginning. But even though it was meant to be ours, it was too early when it merged with us, and so it also began to drain my life strength slowly. And the little connection I had with you broke off. To find a way out for us and make sure the enemy never succeeded, I made use of my last remaining power to make you remember our mates during your last memory loss," Nora explai

On our wedding night, my wife, who almost never drank, got wasted because she was supposedly too happy. Just when I didn't know what to do, my best friend sent me a long message explaining how to take care of her. I blushed, but I still followed his instructions and soothed her the way he described. Natalie, who had been making a scene, miraculously quieted down. But just as I was about to call my friend and thank him, Natalie suddenly hugged me from behind. Heartbroken, she whispered, "Ashton Hawke, you're the one I wanted to marry." As she said it, the tattoo near her heart slipped into view: a hawk with its wings spread wide. My mind went blank. Ashton Hawke was my best friend of

Therefore, Miguel believed that the second option must be true, and it gave him hope that if they could get hold of this book, the spell it contained would surely help them contact Nadir in the Underworld and get the message across. - We have to find this book, at all costs.- Miguel was talking to himself as he searched the internet for places selling old books, especially on the subject of magic or esotericism. And he really did thought so - for Miguel was ready to get rid of all his savings, if only to get his hands on the book. Additionally, Nadir left behind not only her belongings and clothes, but also quite a lot of money earned while working at the bar. As it was all cash, Miguel gave

I looked back at the pages of the book, wrapping myself more closely in the gray scarf Oliver had given me for Christmas. However, I was not allowed to return to the land depicted in the story from my book, because I sensed a strangely familiar aura that was getting closer and closer to our property. My first thought was mother, because the structure of the aura was very similar, but a few details did not match. I put the book on the table and lifted the blanket from my lap, setting it aside, before giving Oliver a meaningful look. He must have sensed the aura as well, as was already taking Alex in his arms and then walking towards the gazebo, where Oliver sat him down on the bench next to m

Rosemary’s Pov “I will eat later…” I say softly , offering him a smile. He exchanges a look with Xavier , but I do not stay for the lectures that I know is coming. Instead I walk to the entrance and sit on the floor in a crossed legged position – my eyes fixated on the fiery red flames that almost touches the sky. I sit out there for a while , enjoying the peace of being alone. At this moment , all I ever want is to be alone. I would often feel my stomach kick me with hunger , as my nose smelt the food that was cooking but I easily turned my attention back to the burning kingdom.

He could lose everything, but he couldn't lose her. Malakai took Eden's halo and broke it in half creating two horns instead. The halo that represented innocence was what Malakai broke and turned it into a killer. He took an angel and turned her into a devil. But deep down, she always remained an angel. Malakai's angel. Even with her broken halo. So, like I said. This wasn't a story about heroes and villains, this was all about the villains. Because villains will always be villains if the heroes tell the story. So I decided to tell you a story from the villain's point of view.