Leviathan Wakes Book Novels & Stories

I asked just as soon as Skyr arrived beside us. “Let’s hope that it is.” He said grimly. As the smoke cleared, we finally saw that the Leviathan was finally pinned to the ground by the pillar. It was a bloodied mess but at least it was dead. Skyr and Byron breathed out a sigh of relief. It was a moment to celebrate, but for some reason, I did not join them in rejoicing. Just like what happened with Byron back in the sub, I started questioning something as well. “Isn’t...isn’t that Liv small?” I asked and looked at both Skyr and Byron, who were both giving me looks, but then they glanced at the Leviathan once again.

Leah I looked at Cain. He stepped forward, settling into the story with the methodical precision of a military debrief. He walked Darien through everything. My death triggering Andromeda's full awakening. My resurrection from the glass coffin. The flight north on Keanu's back. The frost wyrms. The three-headed beast at the entrance that Andromeda had subdued with a single command. The golems. The servants. The ritual chamber. Darien listened with his jaw tight and his hands on my waist, refusing to break contact, his thumbs moving in absent circles against my hips as if confirming through touch that I was still solid, still real, still here.

"We have been expecting your arrival. Please prepare for de-fragging. Your chaos is an inefficiency we are authorized to correct." ​"They're coming for the leviathan," Leo warned. "I’m seeing surgical lasers priming on their hull. They don't want to kill us—they want to harvest the biological mass to patch their own world's cracks." ​I looked at the leviathan’s bioluminescent veins pulsing against our glass. The creature was shivering, sensing the cold, clinical intent of the ship above. It had survived the silence only to find itself back on the operating table.

But as we breach its core, the Eden shard betrays us. **"Forgive me,"** it whispers before merging with the Gardener's heart. The fusion erupts, hurling us back. The Gardener's cage shatters, and what emerges is neither Seed nor shard-it's a **Leviathan**, a titan of roots and ravenous light. ***Free***, it booms. ***At last.*** The black star fleet turns its weapons toward the Wastes. --- **The War of Giants** The Leviathan doesn't fight for us. It fights for *chaos*.

He's so damn hot, I swear I'm starting to sweat just looking at him. Flame lights up. She loves him... the sad thing is, I do too. But she doesn't seem to realize it will never work. Leviathan is a water dragon. A sleek serpent prowling the waters to protect us against bigger predators. He's beautiful with scales the color of his aqua eye. "Phoebe," Levi's voice is low and sexy sending tingles right to parts of me I'm trying to keep frozen. Why does he do this to me?

I really despise them to hell. “We sailed the ocean of dark water for 40 days and 40 nights. We only had a food syrup with us to satisfy our hunger and luckily, we survived on that ocean of ferocious sea beasts. Until one morning, we were casted adrift on a shore of a beach. We were found by a fisherman of Validus and took us in their hideout. That's the time we learned that Celestia was invaded by demons... and the only demon who is capable of flooding a whole kingdom or even a continent with dark water is no other than you, Leviathan. Am I right?” Almirah asked, finishing her story. I caught her jaws tightened as she clenched her hands. And just before Leviathan could answer and open his m

The copper taste of betrayal on my tongue as the sky over Boston turned to ink. "She’s awake! Doctor, she’s opening her eyes!" The voice hit me like a physical blow. It was Lurii. But her voice was wrong, it was higher, thinner, vibrating with a youthful, frantic energy untouched by the years of bourbon and bitterness I’d heard on that rooftop. I blinked, my vision swimming through a haze of tears and the stinging glare of the overhead lights. As the shapes solidified, I saw them. Standing on either side of my bed were the two architects of my ruin. Marcus and Lurii.

He had to be with her when she was doing experiments, when she was in a bad mood, when it was her birthday… And now, even when I was on the verge of death, he still had to be with her! I was done with his favoritism. "Dominic Davis, I've got five steel rods through my body—I nearly died! Paige doesn't even have a scratch on her. You saw it with your own eyes! Do you really not know whose injuries are worse? Do you even realize the crash happened because she yanked the wheel from me?"

Chapter 48 The Werewolf Realm While Erin reunited with Kate, Zaki, and Kira on the other side of the territory, Levi and Micha remained in their shared study—facing the Living Book. It floated above the table, its ancient golden letters swirling across its surface like flowing fire. "Dearest reader… let us begin," the book hummed, its voice echoing softly through the room. Levi and Micha sat down opposite each other, bracing themselves. Every session with the Living Book revealed something darker than the last.

Exhausted both physically and emotionally, the old man struggled to pull himself out of the deep sleep state that he was in. “Arthur!” Vivian said as she vigorously shook his shoulder. “There’s something going on outside. Wake up! Finally understanding his wife’s frantic pleas, Arthur sat up in bed and listened. The loud and distinct howl of a wolf came through the opened window. “It’s Eliza,” he muttered as he lay back down. “They’ll settle down when they realize she can’t get to them.” “Why are they making such noise tonight?” Viviane asked. “We heard nothing of this sort last night or last month when she was actually stealing from us.”