Hogwarts Legacy Ominis Novels & Stories

She glanced at the bottom of the page where she saw that it was written by, Mariana Victain. “The Supreme Magus?” This got her intrigued to continue reading the entire excerpt. “The treasures of Immortalis are biologically engineered artefacts known as Black Liver and Silver Fangs. Both were created after several experimental failures involving the blood of the innocent and the tainted hearts of the most vicious wild beasts. The key component of crafting these artefacts came from the hidden inscription on the Cronus monolith. This ancient discovery could only be understood by an adept sorcerer known as Olken Vaud.

“That surname… it belonged to a woman. Decades ago. One of the few who left the rogues and tried to live among us. She was killed before she could ever settle. As far as I know, she was never connected to the rogues. An enemy to all. Rogues hated her presence, would not take her in, and the wolves had her exiled.” Hunter’s eyes narrowed. “Do you know her name?” “Liana D’Amaris,” I said quietly. “A witch-blooded wolf. She was one of the few who managed to walk out of their lands alive, and the only one who had ties to the old rogue bloodline.” He exhaled, closing the file. “If Lorenzo is her descendant, or tied to her line, that means he’s not just playing business. He’s playing revenge.” “Ex

"I destroyed everything. Dad's gone because I wasn't there. Emma's leaving because I chose you over her again and again." "But Ethan—" "No, Victoria. I can't keep taking from her. I've taken three years of her life, her youth, her devotion. I've taken her healing abilities to save my father and restore my wolf. What more can I possibly steal from her?" Owe? I looked down at the urn in my arms and suddenly found it laughable. Three years of youth, three years of sleepless nights caring for his comatose father, three years of rebuilding his pack from ruins—and all I got in return was the word "owe."

She added. “Them?” Connor asked. “The dark one is working with an old woman, they are on the other side of this place.They left a message that Tasha should make her decision wisely.” I felt a sudden wave of anger,my fist were clenched. The anxiety that the Golgothas were now in my pack got to me, Dante and Xavier ran to where we were. Dante pulled Lisa into his embrace while Xavier hugged me and I frowned at the stench of blood oozing from him.

“You’re not an omega, child.” “Yes, I am.” “No, you’re not. You were meant to only appear as one.” “What do you mean by that?” I asked. “Like I said earlier, supernatural, but has to use people to do its will. Neither Lunara nor Solara can meet their objectives without using people.” “So…?” “So they choose who to possess, whose body to take over. You’re not an omega, Rhea. You were only supposed to look and act like one as a disguise. If you appeared powerful, you would have given yourself away and Solara would have killed you a long time ago.”

Gamma Luis released her shoulders and walked away, leaving Hailey behind, shaken by the unexpected warning he had just delivered. In a spacious clearing, the group gathered where an Elder waited, holding a long brown rifle. A rogue woman knelt beside him, bound by ropes and with a gag over her lips. When her gaze locked with Hailey's, it felt as if she was being scrutinized under a piercing light. The woman's eyes were such a pale shade of blue, they almost appeared white. Her unkempt, greasy hair had a feather-like quality, and her olive skin revealed she was not from the Maldivian region.

His left arm was a piston-driven limb of matte-black titanium, and his chest was a transparent cage of glass and wires, housing a heart that glowed with a synthetic, pulsing blue light. "The prodigal Luna and his pet monster," Ignatius said, his voice a distorted, synthesized baritone. He stepped into the room, the hydraulic whine of his leg joints punctuating every movement. "Give me the Omega, Phineas. The Alpha twin is a redundant relic. The shadow-child is the key to the next evolution." "You want him?" Phineas stood up, leveling both revolvers at Ignatius’s glowing chest. "Come and take him. I’ve got twelve silver rounds that say you don't leave this room."

he said with a tight serious face. “Thank you for having us, Gen. Benette.” Dean Alcione answered back. “Let me introduce to you, from the Magic Division, Dorin Silvius and Johan Ignacius from the Magic Defence department Special Class.” Upon the mention of the name Ignacius, a soft murmur passed over the students who stood in attention. “May I also introduce my other companions, Lord Ombra, who is a visiting dignitary from the south, and his very young ward Dagon.” Dorin and Johan both looked at Ombra, awaiting his reaction, but were surprised when the tall dark dragon lord simply nodded his head towards the general. Dagon silently sulked in his arms.