Novel & Cerita Kairos Novels

"Alistair, ruler of the Underworld Kingdom, leader of the demons, powerful and invincible, but his most terrible gift is that he can resurrect dead demons. The only person who can defeat him is the so-called 'chosen one' of the sorceresses. If she succeeds, the Underworld will weaken and the other evil creatures will be left without defense, demons will not be able to return after being chased away by the sorceresses..." Selene's eyes widened in surprise. This dream, or rather a nightmare, was a kind of vision, a vision of what could happen to her if she fails the mission. The thought terrified Selene, so she immediately closed the Book of Magic with a bang and put it on the desk. Sitting on

“Just tell me where I am!” “Okay then” he then started look serious as he was preparing to tell something. “This is the other world. The Inhabitants of this Land call this world Beaume. Compared to your original world, it is not as advanced and modern as you might expect. It’s approximately about halfway through what your world calls the medieval age. This is the time period of war between dominant countries and war against demon creatures.” He explained. He snapped his left hand, and in an instant, brought a cup out of nowhere. He sipped a little before he continued.

I thanked him and chose to take over for Xander. “My black veins occur because of the poison from these creatures. That was what attacked me at the bar that night. Had it not been for Kai, I would’ve died with that concentration. It’s how the Nokaura make new ones since they are incapable of breeding to replenish their ranks. Kai is very special because he is Kaiseus the Great, an Ancient Spirit who was one of the original wolf spirits of our kind. He’s legendary and renowned for his bravery and the lengths he would go to protect others. Kai doesn’t remember his past though, but we do.”

She wrote until there wasn't a fairy tale lie she couldn't expose anymore. "The End," she wrote at the last page of her novel. Cathedra climbed atop her desk chair and hung a noose over the beams. She tied a knot firmly, making sure it was strong enough to fulfill its purpose. She slipped the knot over her head. She jumped and kicked the chair off. For a few minutes she struggled and fought for breath, the way humans were normally programmed to do. For a few minutes, she had enough time to reflect on her short-lived life.

This story is entirely fictional. All places, names, characters, and settings of the novel are entirely fictional. They are in no way tied to real world events, or ongoing situations, besieged by the current society, although similarities can occur from time to time, during reading. By reading this novel, you do not hold the author responsible.

she wondered, it had popped up in the info dump she received and the voice in the dark place had said it to her right before she first woke up here. "Regis, is an old word for king, or something. It's also connected to my phantom crest," The crest hissed at her and information found itself in her subconscious. "There are other Regis out there, I can almost feel them, and they can feel me. We're all connected… like a network."

It pulsed faintly, like the aftershock of a heartbeat that no longer existed. Kael stood at the edge of it, chest rising and falling with slow, uneven breaths. His sword hung at his side, its blade cracked down the center — a wound mirroring the sky above. Two dawns glowed on the horizon. Two suns bleeding light. Two worlds struggling to decide which one would live. Behind him, the survivors stirred like ghosts waking from a shared nightmare. The first sound was a whimper — small, fractured, human. Kairis. She knelt in the rubble, hands braced in blood and chalk, her eyes trained upward on the heavens as if even the gods had betrayed her. Strands of white hair clung to her cheeks, matted wit

Kai said with sadness before leaving for the human realm to cause destruction at Alpha Francis's company. I headed back to my mansion to get some work done. I searched the files and cabinets for the stock report but couldn't find it. As I knocked my feet against the shelf, a screeching sound emerged, and the bookshelf slid to the side, revealing a dusty secret room filled with old books and files. I stepped inside, completely unaware of its existence until that moment. I picked up the first diary and read, "The Mystery of Our Curse and Bringing Back the Dead," which was written in the handwriting of my uncle, Alpha Reo, and Kai's father.

Ironclaw Ravine Kai’s POV The ravine was empty.Snow trampled. Fire cold. Furs abandoned.Kai stood in the center silver eyes blazing claws extended.“They’re gone.”Rorak stepped forward grin fading.“They must’ve run before dawn.”Kai’s head snapped toward him voice low, lethal.“You had scouts. You had witches. You were supposed to watch.”Rorak swallowed stepping back.“They were fast. The child’s power… it masked them.”Kai’s growl was pure rage.He moved faster than thought, claws slashing across Rorak’s throat.The warlord dropped, blood spraying ,eyes wide in shock.The raiders froze.Kai turned, silver eyes burning toward Veyra and the witches.“You failed.”Veyra raised her hands violet runes flar

My mirror confirmed it for me. “Or did you think of it as something?” No, Kai Petrova. I did not think of it as anything. Maybe I thought of it as something a little. Not in the way he was suggesting, though. To clear my head, I grabbed a book from the study table. I’d gotten it from Kai yesterday. Down with the moon. It was a paranormal/adventure book written by one of Kai’s favorite authors, Christina Ekekwe. He’d suggested it for me after I told him I was bored. So far, it was a great read. Since I had nothing to do around here, I would finish reading it.