Invincible On Prime Mga Nobela at Kwento

The night sky turned orange with fire. I lay there coughing, ears ringing, every inch of my body screaming. Kade was on top of me, still shielding me from the worst of the blast and falling debris. “You okay?” he rasped, his face inches from mine, eyes full of fear and love. I touched his bloody cheek with trembling fingers. “Yeah, you?” Before he could answer, a terrifying shadow rose from the heart of the flames behind us. Unit Prime stepped out of the inferno, one arm completely missing, and half its body was the color of charcoal.

The backdoor Damian had embedded had been triggered by Prime’s own arrogance. The temporary tyranny was collapsing from within. Prime roared, lunging for Alex. Damian broke the restraints—weakened by the illusion’s failure—and tackled him. The fight was brutal—mirror images clashing in savage symmetry. Alex freed himself, grabbing a fallen guard’s pistol. He fired. The shot caught Prime in the shoulder. The clone staggered. Damian drove his knife into Prime’s chest. The clone gasped, eyes wide with shock. “You… were always better at this than me.”

"He's changed hasn't he. I hadn't noticed it until the other night when you left. He lost control but not in the way that you think. You did something unexpected beyond his gaze and it infuriated him." "What are you talking about? Just tell me already," I raised my voice slightly, feeling frustrated and agitated. I just wanted somebody to say the words that I had been in denial about since the moment his knee connected with my father's skull. "Prime has awakened," he said the three dreaded words. "How do you know that," I asked slowly, watching the swirls of the mark on my arm. It vaguely resembled the at symbol but had more swirls that formed more letters. There was an 'a' and what looked l

"Drop the rifle, Vane! If you pull that trigger, you destroy the only viable Silver-strain left in the hemisphere," Julian roared, still forced onto his knees by the weight of my Command. His face was purple, veins bulging in his neck as he fought the invisible shackles of my voice.

🔫 "Player 13 is cornered by player 2! Let's see what this player got! Is she really worth the $100,000?" The man in black suit immediately opened his eyes when he heard the number 13. He glanced at the scene, the both of them looked like they were having a conversation. "Can't wait for this to be over soon." his hazel brown eyes was pinned on the big screen. Was it really worth it to put a bet on this girl? 🔫 "I won't make this long. Die, you bitch!" Eleonna was taken aback when the guy suddenly attacked him. Thank god for her fast reflexes to dodge his attack, or else she'll be lying on the ground with a cold body.

"Herston's essence drain is slowing! Keep going!" But the vault has defenses. Constructs activate. Attack Briton's team. "Hold them off!" Briton keeps destroying artifacts. "Almost done!" Above, Prime realizes what's happening. "You clever bastards. The artifacts!" Prime abandons the throne. Heads for the vault entrance. Jamie intercepts. "You're not going anywhere!" They clash. Dragon versus immortal essence being. The impact shakes the monastery. "You're delaying the inevitable!" Prime's power is immense. "Even if you destroy the artifacts, I'll just curse them again!"

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

I said walking over to them. The two men stepped in front of me before I could reach the door. "I need to go in," I explained, "It's urgent." "I'm sorry, ma'am. We can't let you in unless you have the proper documentation to access the Alpha Superior's chambers during delegation processes." "What?" I asked incredulously. "I'm his mate! Is that not good enough?" They didn't answer me. "Evelyn, they can't let you in," Xavier said, pulling me back. "No one is allowed into the Alpha's chambers unless called upon to do so. Men who go in there otherwise have ended up dead."

Victoria stood at the backstage feeling nervous, she would soon be introduced to her new colleagues, she knows her ex husband works here also, in as much she had hated him for the past two years, but that didn't stop her from knowing all his daily activities and engagement. She came to seek the revenge she desired for the past two years. Her only prayer is that God should help her through, because she knows how irresistible and domineering he can be... After some minutes of contemplating if she should go ahead or not, she heard Mr Elijah, the manager of AZ organization introduce her to everyone.