Hevy Clone Wars Novels & Stories

cried Viper from her end. 'The same reason why I've been following you ever since I set foot on this pathetic little world of yours...to take back what's mine!' "For a guy who claims to be so mighty, you're not that great in making sense." Prometheus snarled. 'You have the scent of the last Herald on you, child!' "I don't even know what that is?" 'The universe is held together by three forces of power that are the Oculus, the Reign and the Darkforce itself!'

He was channeling his Divine Qi through his body to prepare for the onslaught of energy he would receive. “I understand.” Blake’s clone said and sat next to Blake Prime. “Did you know I’m able to reproduce?” Blake’s clone asked suddenly. “No.” Was the only word Blake Prime answered to himself. “We have a daughter, Terrie. When you return, treat her kindly.” Blake’s clone said and closed his eyes to make his Divine Qi flow throughout his body in anticipation of the coming Tribulation.

It was quite a technique that separated two distinct memories from the host, transfer them to the wielder, and mold a clone through it. With greater power, though, came a greater risk. For one, the clone could end up having a mind and will of its own, lining to the delusion that she was a real wielder and not merely a clone. That’s why when the clone and the real one were to see each other, they would likely end up sparring. This caused much chaos in the past. As Luis was still young when she ruled Berthorpe Empire, he’s been careless, going so far as to use most of his wielders as a subject for an experiment. They were happy about it in the beginning, especially when they were acquainted wi

She shoved me down and huffed as she hovered over me, my cheeks stinging faintly with the cuts her nails left behind. “I could see it every time he looked at you or your brother… I could hear it when he would say your names in conversation… He still wanted her, a dead woman, over me!” Her hands came up then, showing her claws and coming closer to my face. “It was always that violet eyed bitch over me… and now I have to deal with a near clone that keeps getting in my way.” I cringed away as a twisted smile grew on her face, the darkness in her eyes increasing as her teeth started to sharpen. “I’ll dig those damned eyes out… maybe then he’ll forget her… maybe if I can remove every trace of her

Ruthless and insatiable for power, he thrived on control, growing more ravenous with every conquest. And now, when he was at the peak of his empire, basking in the wealth and influence he had long craved, Lorenzo Kim had returned. The Kim Clan, once the supreme rulers of Korea’s underworld, had been a shadow of its former self for years. But Lorenzo had changed that. One by one, he was tearing Zane’s empire apart—stealing his contracts, luring away his allies, undermining his control. And now, Zane was steadily losing ground. He ran a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. “How the fuck do you have no clue about this?” His sharp gaze snapped to Vanessa, his inside woman—the bait he had ski

"Probably from Crescent Moon pack. Should we just leave her?" "No." The third voice stopped them cold. "Bring her." They lifted me like I weighed nothing, carrying me deeper into rogue territory than any pack wolf had ever returned from alive. But I was not pack anymore, was I? I was nothing. The Rogue King waited in a clearing that felt older than memory itself. Tall as a tree and twice as dangerous, with scars mapping his face like constellations. When his silver eyes met mine, I saw something I had not seen in days.

"The Arbor Prime feeds on the Seeds it grows. Yours is still linked to the First Seed. *Use it*." The Custodian snarls. "Traitorous prototype!" The garden convulses. --- **The Rebellion** The Eden clone fights his siblings, his void-eyes bleeding gold. "The Arbor Prime's heart! Destroy it!" Veyra and I sprint toward the First Seed, dodging roots and entropy fire. The clones give chase, but the Eden clone sacrifices himself, tackling the Kelly clone into the river of time. The Custodian blocks our path. "You'll ruin *everything*!"

Mane frowned and said. Completion Rate: 44 “Yes. We called ourselves great because we thought we had won. But we were wrong!” Ashera’s tone suddenly grew more frantic. “What we fought was nothing but Pazuzu’s clone! His real body was still embroiled in a bitter exchange with Hanbi! Hanbi hadn’t failed at all!” Completion Rate: 55 Ashera’s words shook Mane greatly. How could a clone possess the power to wipe out many races, leaving behind only three?! How was that even possible?

The pods around the room began to pulse with light — slow at first, then faster. Isabella stepped back, eyes wide. “They’re waking up!” “Get behind me,” I ordered. The first pod shattered. Then another. Then another. Figures stumbled out — malformed, enraged, their veins glowing faintly blue under their skin. Clones. Experiments. Soldiers made in my father’s image — in my image. They roared in unison, the sound inhuman. Damian shouted, “Weapons up!” Gunfire erupted. Bullets tore through glass and flesh, but the things didn’t fall easily. They moved too fast, too wild. I fought with everything I had — blades, bullets, bare hands. Each strike felt like hitting a piece of my own past.

I run to my pack commander. “What is going on?” I ask while straightening my clothes. “The Henderson’s are here, sir.” The commander replies, standing with his hand followed behind his back. “Fuck. Couldn’t they have waited a little longer?” I say. “Get the troops and fuck them up. Now!” These fucking Henderson’s know how to spoil the fun. Kai comes along with Crissy. Handing her over to me. I grab Crissy’s arms from Kai and make my way to my throne.