Harem In The Labyrinth Of Another World Light Novel Amazon Novels & Stories

“Inevitable.” She whispers, as it is the only word that she can find in that bloody situation where she cannot do anything, but stand by and watch, for anything else she should not be reckless, of the flow of time in this other world will be disrupted. After all, “This is not Daniela and Lelouch’s world, but rather an alternate one into the series of multiple ones, right?” Knowing and even bigger and deeper as she can smell the difference between the air that comes into the world and the scene that she is witnessing, where it is different from the world, she is being thrown to protect the key of the pearl. Just then.

___ The goddess of light was monitoring Al from her throne. "What's wrong with that child? Even though I haven't given the blessing of strength and is still very weak. But, why are the spirits watching him?" The goddess of light watched the spirit that was opening the dimensions around Al. That dimension is invisible to the human eye and cannot be felt either. "Wait a minute! That child's body isn't…" The goddess of light stopped her words when she saw a child in the dungeon of Lamris palace. The child was tied by both hands and feet and was surrounded by a barrier.

And then, she saw another somewhat familiar name. “Duke Liam Almandine marched to the South with Archmage Heinrich Hyacinth... and the Army of Lycans.” She mumbled the names, she voiced her suspicions. “Liam...” A sliver of thought passed her mind. That coffee cup... She focused back on the book and read the story through the night. She finished the book at three in the morning, thanks to her talent for fast reading. In the last chapter, the Villain won the war. He killed everyone. He killed the two main characters, but Harriet weirdly felt that wasn’t the important thing here.

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her eyes beamed, looking at him. “So be it. I will only come back here if I can already wield magic on my own.” “Definitely, because Ahldrin will train your hand-to-hand combat skills.” He nodded. And in just a blink, Aserah disappeared. Eleand gently shook his head while staring blankly at the book in his hand. What could be its content? He was curious. Eleand did not hesitate to open the book. The line in his forehead deepened when the pages of the book became visible. There was an illustration on the first page, a silhouette of a wolf in a clear black ink. There were inscriptions he could not understand, and they looked ancient.

Theresa was old enough to have experience, but looked young enough to please Salem’s eyes—two key requirements for a housekeeper in his home. “Where is Salem now?” I asked. A good feeding would soothe my nerves. “He’s not at home, my lady. I couldn’t tell you.” Grumbling, I headed to Salem’s library. Perhaps he had a book I could entertain myself with. Once there, I found a book lying open on a desk. It was titled Mythic Bloodlines: Lost & Fabled Lilitu. Curious, I studied an illustration on the open page. It depicted a trio of strange-looking women, just like the ones Salem had been painting all this time. The accompanying text stated:

Alice the tent for a while again, but soon came back, announcing what she, Elisabeth, and Meredith had sensed. Eventually, from behind the trees, countless hordes of demons emerged, then vampires, and behind them other evil beings and monsters, in total almost 500.000 of enemies. Everyone gathered on the hill looked at this army in slight horror. Even in Elisabeth's eyes a fear flashed, although throughout all the years of her life she had a lot of tough battles with only slightly smaller hordes. Damon came into the tent, where Selene sat with Isabelle, Johnathan and Alice, just to say:

Is this romantic, or am I touch deprived? Someone clears their throat, and we look at the corner of the room. The shaken nurse still stands there, clutching the paperwork. Her eyes dart between Nero and me as if she's trying to find some hidden answer where there is none. Then, she sucks in a sharp breath and blurts out the words I barely catch on, given how fast she says them. "He's an omega."

As if a heavy veil had been placed between us. When we arrived, the door was locked. Or rather… almost. With a shove, it creaked open, slow and unsettling. The place was empty, but something lingered in the air, the smell of ashes. We searched each room in silence until we reached the study. That’s where we found the book. Another copy. Almost identical to the one Vardam had given Aiyana. “This is…” I murmured, crouching to pick it up. The pages were worn, many hastily folded. Some passages were scribbled over in pen, thick circles around sections that spoke of Helion… and a certain gate that imprisoned Synx.

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