Iron Hands Successor Chapters Novels & Stories

“I am your shadow, Winnie. And as long as you are the sun, I will always be right behind you.” ​I shoved her toward the fading light of the Web. She reached out, her fingers brushing mine for a final heartbeat, and then she was gone. The tear in reality snapped shut, leaving me alone in the crumbling heart of the Iron City. ​I turned to face the High Admiral, who was still clutching his broken arm. The Sister Weaver was gone, replaced by the rising smoke of a dying empire. ​“Well, Admiral,” I said, picking up my obsidian blade. “It looks like we have a lot to talk about. And I have all the time in the world.”

The air shimmers and warps around me, the ward's energy interacting with my own in unpredictable bursts of light. A hand grasps at my shirt from behind — one of Sorin's companions, his fingers burning cold where they touch me. I scream, a sound of pure terror and defiance, and my light responds with explosive force. A shockwave of energy throws him backward, away from me. I crash against the heavy oak doors with all my remaining strength, my palms slapping against the carved symbols. They respond instantly, flaring to life with the same blue-white light that courses through my veins. The doors swing inward, though I can't tell if I've pushed them or if they've opened on their own accord.

"I'd forgotten what that felt like." "Get used to it." I squeezed her hand. "We're going to do a lot more of it." The phone stayed silent. And somewhere in the city, Hana raced toward Mireille's last known location. And somewhere else, Aris Thorne waited for news of his attack. And somewhere in between, the game entered its final phase. --- End of Chapter 217

She began programming the second iteration of Icarus something she called [Nemesis Protocol]. If Icarus was the wings to fly, then Nemesis was the sword to strike. The real war had only just begun. END OF CHAPTER 25..

"You’re joking, right? Please tell me this is some twisted joke." "I wish it were," I murmured, more to myself than her. My mind replayed the moment I had seen him—Lee Xi Yang, they called him now. The beta of the Desert Warriors pack, the late Alpha Aiden’s right hand. It was him, though. The same face, the same eyes, but different in ways that made my stomach churn. "Aya, I don’t know how to make sense of this either. I don’t even know where to start."

Alpha Cain glared at me, a silent warning for me to speed up, but I kept my pace slow and steady, still hoping that at the very least, one of the other packs would say something to delay or pause the ceremony. Yet, even they had turned their backs on me. My chains rattled louder as I reached the three steps leading up to the platform and found that while I managed to stumble and limp my way down the aisle, the stairs would not be possible in my broken and weakened state. I was lucky to be able to walk, let alone remain conscious. The only thing driving me forward was how stubborn I was not to let them see just how weak I was. “Get up,” Alpha Cain growled, grabbing the chain around my wrists

Rihanna ran to him also. I was torn. If his curse affected his generation, me and my generation was well, why doesn’t he open up about it? He growled in pain as Rihanna’s claws drew maps on his body before her barrier sent him flying to a molten lava. His body was etched on it before he dropped on his face. I shook my head, walking to him. He had to explain everything. Maybe it will answer the question of the last prophecy ‘or must it end this way?’.

he said without moving away his gaze that was giving me chills. He was talking to me about Orion Ironheart. “I don't want to talk about him,” I quickly got to my feet to walk away when my wrist was trapped by him. Though he did not try to pull me, but I still wrestled my hand free from his grip, “the chapter of Orion Ironheart was closed a long time back, Brian. You take his name again and be ready to bear the consequences.” He seemed to be taken aback by my rude tone. I had always treated him like a friend, not my future beta. He stood up and moved back my wet hair lock away from my forehead, “Don’t worry,” he whispered, “I won’t.”

The curse of the iron rose is about this small land which once was rule by both darkness and light but for a unknown reason, the darkness starting the war that is still being fight to this day. When all light are gone along with the the land history, magic and the believe in the creators, marker, zodiac sister. The darkness replaces it with their own and brain wash everyone in Everwood. When the light start to some back into the land, the zodiac sister is ready for a round, but this time, their more powerful. Will the light won this time and end the darkness era of power after many years? Read the keeper journal to find out.

____________________________ Sorry for the late update, I was under the weather, next will be updated on Thursday now. Also many were asking me this same question in I* so I thought I would answer it here: How many chapters were left? A: No idea, actually this book is long, as you knew in sinfully yours it has two phases but this book has three. One- Betrayal, and past. Two- Revenge and Vengeance, Three- Redemption. We are still on one phase right now, so you can guess this book is long. Next will be updated soon keep on liking and commenting. Till the next adios