Ian Bliss Matrix Novels & Stories

It was really under the effect of the magic matrix of inscription that the eyes and ears of all people were deceived, and maybe they had been going back and forth for hundreds of miles in vain. "It is only those people in the Realm of Inscriptionist at the Rank Seven who are able to arrange such a vivid magic matrix of inscription. With our strength, we cannot go out of the magic matrix of an inscription at the Rank Seven unless some of us are inscriptionists." Lin Xin's eyes swept across all faces. The crowd all shook their heads.

Even though he was blind his other senses were ten times stronger. He also hadn’t been born blind he had lost his sight when he had turned twelve. The process wasn't painful but he remembered training with his father and the world around him had started to turn blurry and then just blackness. Vincent had struggled with depression but his father wouldn't allow him to disappear. His father had just pushed him harder to train and become a good Alpha and he was ruthless in battle and never allowed this obstacle of sight to make him weak. He protected his pack and would make sure he protected his mate as well. Vincent wondered if she would reject him because he would never be able to fully claim

You can let bitterness consume you, or you can find the courage to rise above it and seek the allies that will help you. I stared at her. I was waiting, somehow, For something different to happen that would break apart these cruel joke she was playing on me. but our defence did not falter. and the reassuring smile on her face did not disappear. it was as if she was a different woman. “ bitterness? what are you talking about?’’ “ I just want you to know that we can always put our differences aside from stuff and family and I am your mother…’ “ You are my stepmother. you have always made that clear and you always corrected me on the moments I attempted to call you mother.” I insisted on taking

"If there is nothing else, then you are free to leave." Alpha Brian scoffed when his eyes settled on me. "What is this?" He laughed. "You think just because you have that bitch on your lap you can break the curse? Is that why you don't want the aid anymore?" Ollen placed both of his hands on my waist and gently pushed me off his lap, sliding me to stand up so I would sit. He stood tall in front of me. "That is my mate you're talking about, Brian. I suggest you be very careful with your next words." Ollen growled.

Don't waste your time on me. The evening breeze brushed across her face, lifting her long hair into the air. That soft, flowing hair framed her already fair skin, making her look even more flawless, like a precious pearl glowing under moonlight. Paul felt a rush in his chest, like something loud and wild was trying to break free. He let out a soft chuckle, his eyes filled with sincerity. "Thank you," he said. The sudden thank-you caught Nova off guard. She looked at him, puzzled, as he explained seriously, "Thank you for saying you don't fall easily, not that you'll never fall again."

I say to an old man on a wheel chair "which way to the rooftop please?" He points in a direction. "Thank you" I say then walk in that direction. I finally get to the rooftop. The wind hits me, blowing my hair in all directions and I get a semblence of serenity. There's a bench in the centre, on which I take a sit. I feel numb with pain. I lost my baby. I'm a terrible mother. Do I even deserve to be alive? Why didn't the devil just take me then? I don't know how long I stay there, staring at nothing until...

If the two manage to contribute with each other, or more likely, merge, who knows what can topple them. And his mother was working so hard to prove their company’s worth. Even if they’re in second to Fengs, that doesn't they would just be likely to accept their company’s offer. They need to at least see that they’re worthy. Lincoln wasn’t against the idea, he wasn’t that fond of it either. But he can’t do anything about it. He rather not. Lincoln snapped back to reality when his mother spoke. “Okay, fine, I’m sorry I haven’t checked on you for a while, darling. You know I’m busy, right?”

Magic had been completely mastered, stripped of its weaponized past and transformed into the ultimate tool for connection, artistic expression, and healing. "It still amazes me," Vanya whispered, watching the ambient energy in the room crystallize into tiny, floating petals of light that drifted out the window to nourish the city's gardens. "In the old histories, a communication network of this scale would have required a massive sacrifice of life-force or a network of military outposts. Now, it runs entirely on the residual joy of the people." "That’s because the matrix is anchored to the Great Blessing," Joran replied, standing up and stretching his limbs. He walked to the wide balcony, lo

Blair tugged on her own voice and followed Judy's tone, "Blair, you disappoint me so much, you can't even tell the difference between ginger flavor and lime flavor, you never eat ginger, I'm so good to you, I've never spared ginger in my cooking, hmmm, you don't even remember that I don't like green peppers but last time, you clearly remembered that your first love doesn't like to Eat bean sprouts! You scum! Get a divorce!" This is a woman's brain circuit, it's even more winding than the mountain road. After Blair finished speaking, he laughed out first, "Do you think women make mistakes?" After he asked, he realized that Matthew didn't say anything and kept quietly drinking his wine. "Matth

"Oh, my internal wolf possesses the absolute capability. My system simply lacks the moral permission." "Mariana—" "Zero alpha entities are going to inflict psychological trauma upon my premier companion and exit the territory without absorbing a severe physical penalty." Val let out a long, heavy exhalation of oxygen, resting the rear of his skull against the soft cushions of the couch structure. "My processing held full clarity regarding the volatility of the matrix when my hand initiated the lessons, Mariana. The absolute parameter of the contract was aggressive, physical friction between our houses, nothing more." Too bad his internal wolf had decoded the friction on an entirely alternati