Novel & Cerita Infinity War Novel

“This drama is sickening. Maybe it’s better to just kill both of you. I won’t be able to use you anymore, Druji. I can’t keep a foolish girl in my army. You’re a disgrace to our race!” “Then I’d be happy to leave your army,” Druji answered confidently. “Ha! Now you’re not scared of me anymore? Do you think you can leave this castle alive? Both of you will die today!” Dubheasa brought out blazing fires in her hand and threw them toward Druji. Druji was taken aback but Vivar used all his remaining strength to grab Druji and pushed him away. Druji was thrown into the hay stacks. All the fire consumed Vivar, making him scream in excruciating pain. “No!” Druji cried and tried to gather the wind t

We continued exchanged vicious blows, fur and blood flying in the chaos. But then, in a swift, unexpected move, Trudy's wolf slashed at my stomach. Pain exploded through me, my vision blurring as I stumbled back. The world tilted, and then everything went black as unconsciousness claimed me. Leo's POV The call from the gamma of Trudy's pack came as a shock. Arabella, my Arabella, was injured, hurt in a fight with Trudy's wolf. The gamma's words echoed in my head, painting a grim picture of Arabella's condition.

I knew my uncle wasn’t the man who ran away from wars, but unfortunately, he betrayed these people. Sienna guided us to her office and after we were settled in, she mumbled some spell and turned to face us. “Aside from whatever Josh has done in the past, this upcoming war is huge, all the outcast creatures are joining the rogue’s side.” She sat behind her desk and brought out a glass ball, setting it on the desk. “Outcasts?” Scott questioned. Sienna chuckled at his lack of information, and his ears turned red. “Don’t worry, you’ll know everything.” She said, then waved with her hands above the glass ball.

This girl is made for running. Trevor: And we will make her run like hell. DIANA: Where to, Captain? Trevor: World 8 The ship completes its jump. The Chernov finds itself in E-M L4 of World 8. Trevor: According to Bob this world is always at war. DIANA: Yes sir Trevor: Why? DIANA: Two superpowers who don't want to stop fighting. Trevor: I get it now. There should be some groups who want to oppose this right?

Jade awoke to the sound of a crackling fire and the smell of something cooking. As she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a dark blanket of sky filled with twinkling stars. She sat up, rubbed the remaining sleep from her eyes, and looked around. She saw someone busily tending to a small fire, just a few feet away from her. Could this person be her unnamed rescuer? “You must be hungry.” It was a man. Jade nodded. He held out a small parcel and a ceramic flask with a golden cap.

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Amara's voice hit her with a jolt, "Why are you looking at the new Alpha like that?!" New Alpha?! Iris's eyes widened as they dropped to the ground. She had been so obvious, the crowd had noticed. That was the New Alpha? Why was he dressed so ordinarily? Like just anyone on the street? and he was so young, younger than her even. How could someone that young be the new Alpha? What would people say about his image? Didn't he care about that?! And... even that did nothing to water down his looks; He was handsome, yes, but intimidating.

It feels like the moment before a storm fully breaks. Alpha Michaels joins without hesitation, his own history making the decision inevitable. Alpha Sarah takes longer, her beliefs rooted in structure and tradition, but even she cannot ignore the moral fracture in Corbin’s message. She agrees on her own terms, choosing defense over aggression, protection over pursuit. And Alpha Chen arrives like the shape of a new generation—eager, strategic, and unafraid of what this might cost him. He does not just join; he commits himself to shaping what comes next. With each new alliance, the war stops being an idea and becomes something inevitable.

**Chapter 92 – Blood in the Big Apple **March 19, 2031 – USSF Liberty Prime to New York Swarm Nest** The war room on Liberty Prime is a storm of voices, holograms, and barely contained panic. Admirals bark orders to fleets repositioning across orbital lanes. Scientists argue over integration codes for Shambhala wards. Military wizards scribble runes on digital pads, syncing ancient script with modern targeting arrays. I stand at the center, crown humming hot, blood-lightning crawling the table edges like impatient serpents.

They looked human, but their eyes were different, swirling nebulae of color that never quite went still. ​"Is it over?" Maya asked, her voice trembling. ​Leo looked up at the sky. The Second-Sun was gone, replaced by a shower of black soot that was falling like snow over the ocean. The Moon was back in its distant orbit, quiet and silver once more. ​"The war with the Exiles is over," Leo said. ​The New World Order ​But as the dust settled, a fleet of UN "Peacekeeper" ships descended from the clouds. They didn't land. They hovered in a circle around the Spire, their heavy railguns aimed directly at the siblings.