Harrison Wells Earth-2 Novels & Stories

He was a living reminder of the darkness they had faced, but also a symbol of hope – a testament to the power of unlikely alliances. Eager to understand the connection between the Wellsprings and prevent future disasters, Evie, Liam, and Xal'dar spent countless hours huddled around the village elder's table, poring over ancient scrolls and sharing their knowledge. Xal'dar spoke of his world, Xylos, once a realm teeming with life, its Wellspring a vibrant emerald pool. The entity, he explained, had been a slumbering consciousness within the Wellspring's core, corrupted by millennia of negative emotions. Its awakening had ravaged Xylos, twisting its flora and fauna into monstrous creatures.

A huge truck came out of nowhere from his left forcing him to stop the car abruptly making a screeching noise as he held out his arm to keep his mom safe from hitting the dashboard. As soon as the car stopped he realized that he got hurt as blood dripped down his forehead. "Are you alright, mom?" Hunter asked, looking at Emma making sure she wasn't injured. Her eyes were wide as she gave a nod. Hunter glanced at the truck and his eyes narrowed at the driver who got out of the car. That driver's eyes turned golden and Hunter knew he was about to shift. In the blink of an eye, he yanked the gun from under his seat and aimed at that shifting werewolf.

She winked at me and I giggled. I heard Hunter let out a frustrated sigh before pulling a piece of paper out of his pocket. "Take Ava to her parents. They've been relocated, and it's safer there than resorting to the outskirts of this town," Reluctantly, Axel took the paper and read its contents. "249 Moonlight Lane, Silverwood Georgia," Axel read, making my brows shoot up to my hairline. But that's already in the Cruelcrest Hounds Pack's territory! "I have something I need to take care of," Hunter said as if in a hurry. And with that he spun on his heel and began to walk towards the door when he stopped

The fierce man replied rather irritably, “I don't know what you mean! Just for information, this is not your Earth! This is the world of volts, Miss, and now you stand under the Black Porch.” Venus gawk. Which area is it from Earth? “Huh?” said Venus late. “Volt what?” “Ah, forgive him, honey,” said the friendly woman. “However, he is right. You are from the First Earth, and this is the Second Earth! I don't know how to call it properly other than the word ‘Dimension’. And volts, darling, means controller. You can be called a volt if you are able to control one of the Talents! Amazing, right? I guess you're a crossbreed?”

It was a relief when Izzie finally pulled into a parking space. Her ass had gone numb long ago and her arms, feet and back were aching from the long drive. Her stomach growled loudly again at the thought of food. Cassius had exited the vehicle and was already opening her door for her. She smiled at him in thanks and took his hand for stability as she hopped out of the truck, shutting the door behind her and swiftly locking it. She tossed the keys to Cassius, happy for him to take the reins after this rest stop. He caught them effortlessly, tucking them into his pants pocket. The car park of the store was pretty empty, but then again it was getting late. She glanced up, blinded by the bright

I feel Conri settle, a deep, satisfied hum that she’s moving with us, not against us. We find Weiland and Dexter at the top of the rickety staircase leading to the tunnels and caves that snake beneath the mansion and, eventually, the glacier where the first wolf still sleeps in the ice. Dexter is almost as tall as Weiland, and both of them are shorter than I am. Dexter has deceptively kind, soft, honest brown eyes that make you trust him instantly, set under a shock of bright, unruly red hair that looks almost unnatural. My Gamma is chomping at the bit, ready for a fight. He’s been stationed at The Towers too long, growing fat and bored. Usually nothing happens at The Towers, but when shit g

Harrison’s black-lacquered carriage was already idling at the curb. "Morning, little wolf," he greeted as I slid into the seat. "I brought nectar." In the center console sat two cups from The Roasted Bean. "You are a savior sent by the Moon." I grabbed a cup, drinking deeply. "I’ll need this to survive the morning lectures." "You and me both," Harrison sighed, looking weary as he signaled the driver. "I received a message from Serena this morning." I grimaced. "What was the howl?"

"It’s not just taking the serum. It’s taking the oxygen. Look at the birds." Maya looked up. Hundreds of seagulls were falling from the sky, their wings going limp as the air itself was stripped of its life-sustaining properties. "The Heiress doesn't want to live on Earth," Maya realized as a cold dread settled in her gut. "She wants to turn the Earth into a vacuum. A perfect, silent vacuum where only code can survive." Suddenly, the burner phone in Maya’s lap pinged. A video file.

Harrison immediately positioned himself in front of me. He turned his head slightly, softly asking, "Are you okay?" "Yeah." I nodded, "I feel safe with you by my side." Nathan observed our interaction. He patted the wolf's neck, quickly calming the beast. "Behave yourself." Harrison nodded slightly, not pressing further on this question. He cleared his throat and continued shouting at Nathan, "What about our agreement?" "After you've moved the landmines and gun barrels installed near the ice field, I will fulfill my promise."

Hippolyta had lost the whereabouts of Tarkady more than a thousand years ago before the first ceremonies, if he had understood it then too, who knows now he would know. So somehow the other forms must know what's left of the other artifacts... Even if Circe in her revenge of hurting the princess of the amazons didn't compare to killing the rest of the world condemning everyone to eternal Kurayami and or the invasion of creatures from the bowels of the Earth... He should investigate further as to what he stole and whether anyone other than Luthor would open up Earth's bowels with the entrance of beings born of Gaia's blood. At that time, when he thought who else would open the Earth's bowels