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"You have a corruption. A twisted imitation. She has the river. You have a dam about to break." Nathan's smile falters. "You're wrong." "I'm ancient. And I know the difference between evolution and abomination. You're the latter." Purple energy explodes from Nathan in a wave. It slams into Aldara. She throws up a golden shield but the force drives her back. "Stop him!" I shout. The twenty corrupted hybrids charge. And the battle for Iron Valley begins.

The light stopped at Ward 119, and he heard the cry of a newborn baby. Suddenly, words appeared on the door, and he understood that a part of the prophecy had been fulfilled. He entered the room and saw the new parents gazing lovingly at their baby girl. They were startled when they saw the seer approach their child, but he placed a bracelet on her and declared her a supernova. "But the supernova died a thousand years ago!" the father exclaimed. "Yes, but your child is different," the seer explained. "There were other supernovas, but they all died. The title has not been given until now. Your baby is the next supernova, and a prophecy is attached to her. Only the gods can protect her."

ALPHA HUNTER BOOK 2 AVA I stood by the window, rubbing my arms up and down as I waited for his return. It was raining outside. I couldn't help but worry. After all, despite the arrogance and devilish looks, he is still my mate. I looked off to the empty space but then a face came to mind. The face of that strange godlike man who I had bumped into earlier today. And his sea blue eyes that looked almost like a reptile's.

Atlas’ POV “And who is this?” Elijah asked motioning to Sno. His words were kind, not intrusive. He seemed only to be genuinely curious. Perfect time for introductions. “This is Sno Errendale, my future luna.” I smiled at Elijah innocently, turning to Onyx to gage her expression. Her frown deepened as she stared daggers at Sno then her eyes darted to me. I wasn’t surprised. Women were always jealous. But what was she so worked up about? She was the one who rejected me, right? Or at least that’s what she fucking thought anyway. That’s what she meant to do. I smirked, tilting my head up looking down to her tauntingly in her seated position across the table, but inside I wanted to reach out and

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Pissed at myself for pushing away the one thing in my life that I loved more than my need for retribution against Ricci. *************************** AUTHOR NOTE: Sorry for delays with updates! I promise they will be coming in more consistent. phantom is almost over. Book 2 in the Elite series will be shortly following. If you like the story please rate, comment, and review! Thank you !

She whispered a lullaby to the moon, soft words that I could almost hear but couldn’t quite understand. But it wasn’t just his mother’s song that filled the air. It was the quiet, unspoken love he had for her — the innocence of a boy who didn’t know how the world would twist him. I saw the boy before he became the weapon. The boy who felt wonder instead of bloodshed. Her Memory (Aeryn) My breath hitched as the world around me blurred. Kaela’s memories flooded in, sharp and vivid. A courtyard — barren stone beneath her feet, cracked from years of hard use. The stench of sweat and iron hung in the air.

It was bathed in a dazzling radiance that blinded every entrant, including Sian, Uzair, and even Tobias and Raymond. Six luminous orbs were each surrounded by a halo as they floated in the air directly above them. The glowing halo was a protection, and they could more or less discern what lay within the halo. The first halo held a violet plaque. It occasionally erupted in bursts of golden flames that were so hot that they seemed to burn through space itself. Even seasoned level nine supreme saints like Uzair could feel their souls tremble when they approached the scorching flames. Severin said, "That seems to be Wildfire's combat techniques and divine arts!"

I held her in my arms, whispering comfort as Clara fought to reboot the med systems. “She’s inside the network,” Clara hissed. “Our ship. Our backups. Our minds if we’re not careful.” Lucien’s eyes burned. “Then we kill the source.” “You want to kill a child?” I snapped. “I want to stop the end of the world,” he snarled back. And for the first time… I wasn’t sure which was which anymore. We jumped to HALCYON at midnight. It hovered like a dead god over the curve of Earth. Lights pulsed along its ringed edges. Drones floated like metal bees. And in the center, suspended in a glass cathedral—Rhea.

Ash still drifted in the air like black snow, settling over ruins that had once been Dawnspire’s proud walls. Serenya’s lungs burned with smoke and power as she struggled to hold herself aloft. Her new wings—woven of starlight and fire—shivered with exhaustion, dimming at the edges. Below, Thalric’s broken crown lay in shards, but the man himself rose from the ashes, alive, his form cloaked in a new and terrible shadow.