Halo: The Flood Novel Novels & Stories

Suddenly, he felt a strange vibration throughout his body and looked up to see unfamiliar words written on the cave wall. With a burst of light, the words disappeared, and he saw the light shoot up to the moon, surrounded by a shimmering dance of stars. He followed the light until he found himself in the maternity ward of Corer Hospital. The light stopped at Ward 119, and he heard the cry of a newborn baby.

So much so that Leandra almost believed it was fake and only in her head. She saw the beautiful Mariana with a crown on her head. The images glitched as the crowned image of Mariana was beginning to conflict with the current and real image of Mariana. The images finally became stable but this time, she wished it hadn't found its stability. For there was blood on the crown. Leandra watched as the blood dripped down her face and tainted Mariana's perfect fair skin. "Leandra! What is wrong with you?" Mariana exclaimed as she shook Leandra violently.

“Liora, don’t! That weapon will burn them to ash—but it’ll consume you too.” “I don’t care,” Liora whispered. “If this is the price of peace, I’ll pay it.” Moonlight Bleeds Outside, the Sanctuary’s walls crumbled. Eclipse Wolves poured through the breaches as defenders fell back. Caelum stood at the forefront, his hand raised for the final assault. And then it happened. A golden flare erupted from the Moon Hall, so bright it blinded even the stars. “Liora… what have you done?” Selene whispered in horror.

Damn! What a quick death! " The thought barely penetrates my brain as I was swirled around in hot blackness. My lungs are burning from the lack of oxygen, while heat eats away my skin and bones. The pyroclastic cloud from Vesuvius wrenched my soul from my body, and everything went silent. "You don't believe in fairies!" A sing-song voice repeats from somewhere in the darkness. A chill of foreboding runs through my incorporeal spine. Shit, not again!

And there it was, a crystal, radiant despite the decay surrounding it, its glow pulsing like a heartbeat. “This is it,” Nina whispered. We approached cautiously, expecting traps. But nothing stirred. We retrieved the crystal and held it in our hands. Its energy hummed, alive, almost sentient. Xavier’s eyes met mine. “With this… we can free them.” --- The next day, we set out to free the triad sisters. In the evening, Nina fell to her knees. “They’re close,” she gasped. “They’re crying.” My heart twisted. We pushed forward until the ground dropped away into a ravine. In the shadows below, half buried by time, stood a fortress, ancient stone, iron gates, magic scars etched into its walls.

"The light is eating the tech!" "Keep them off him!" Kaelor snarled. He swung his iron sword, the blade shattering a Legionnaire’s frosted helmet. The Living Glacier was dying. Massive chunks of ice groaned and sheared off, plunging into the dark water below. Purified water—millions of gallons of it—erupted from the core, a Great Flood that surged outward to wash away the chemical scars of the Syndicate’s wars.

"The water is rising, Emma. Malakai is gone, but the Abyss is coming. We have a few hours before the vanguard needs us on the battlements." I looked at the obsidian door, then back at him. I could feel the distant, heavy thrum of the tsunami moving toward the coast—the fourth brother’s greeting. But the fear was gone. The jealousy was gone. "Let the ocean come," I said, standing up and reaching for a towel. The violet light in my eyes was steady, lethal, and radiant. "We’ve survived the fire and the iron. We’ll survive the flood." Félix stood beside me, his emerald aura reigniting with a dark, protective fire. He wrapped a fur around my shoulders, his hand lingering on my neck.

Then he screams one final time and the corrupted energy detonates. The explosion is massive. Purple light consuming everything in a hundred-foot radius. When it clears, Nathan Price is gone. So are the six corrupted hybrids. Nothing left but scorched earth and silence. I collapse. Liam catches me before I hit the ground. "It's over," I whisper. "Not yet." I look up. He's staring at the southern horizon. Where another army is approaching. Larger. Faster. And at the front, unmistakable even from this distance, is Kessler.

‘Jump’ a deep male voice wisps around me ‘and themselves will give you wings’ Behind my eyelids a blinding light erupts. ‘Jump high,’ it demands ‘And the heavens will give you a halo’ ‘Trust in the fall and gifts will shower your eternal being’ it promises. A loud abound from the party flings me back to reality. I turn and slid down the railing in an attempt to calm my erratic breathing. My heart pounds through my chest. I’ve never leaned so far into the wind before. I almost fell over the edge. A fall from this height would certainly kill me. And the baby with me.

When Helena launches her final evil power to Lyka, I interfere shielding her from what is coming. Boom! It hits me like a hurricane throwing me to the side that before I have a moment to process everything or see Lyka's beautiful face one more time, darkness envelopes me