Novel & Cerita Lost Ones From Another World

The room was instantly filled with exclamations at the mention of both items. "Dragon pearl?" "Angel's tears?" None of them could remember the last time any of those races had been sighted, even before the war. Naturally, those two races were the rarest to come across; that was even more so after the war that sent the supernatural world into chaos. How would they acquire such things? Wouldn't actively looking for the lost Luna's halo be better? The Alphas turned to Dylan, all with curiosity in their eyes. "What sort of serum are you making for you to need all these precious items?" These were mostly the questions that filled their hearts.

All the while, Lazarus, Peirce, and Node watched from a short distance away. The fading light caught on their torn clothing and dirt-smeared faces, expressions tense and unreadable. Peirce’s arms hung limp at his sides, fists clenching and unclenching. Node shifted uncomfortably, wincing at the pain in his chest. Beside them, Lazarus stood utterly still, eyes narrowed, studying every word and movement like a silent sentinel. Backed by her towering sisters, Luna moved forward like a shadow from legend. She raised her hands toward the little Aurora males—lost sons of a broken lineage—and spoke with the voice of someone who had already seen the end of the world.

“It’s a guiding light.” Before I had a chance to reply, a thunderous roar resonated throughout the clearing. The earth shook, and the heavens opened up, exposing a swarm of glimmering shapes falling like a tempest. The Lost Ones had come back.

"What does that mean?" Anna looked at Austin seriously. "It means that if we fail, creatures much worse than the Forgotten Ones could break through into our world." Maya, who had been listening to everything, spoke up. "So you're risking the entire world to save the werewolf packs?" Rosemary nodded. "The Forgotten Ones won't stop with werewolves. If they drain enough life energy, they'll move on to humans, witches, and every other living thing on earth." By now, Samuel had collapsed to his knees as more and more of his stolen power flowed into the twin sisters. The Soul Stone was glowing so brightly it was hard to look at directly.

Instead, it had stabilized, a permanent, jagged scar over Cresendo. “You are a crack in the dam,” she said, her voice grave. “And the ocean on the other side has taken notice.” As she spoke, something moved within the tear. Not a chaotic energy, but a shape. A vast, silent, and impossibly ancient ship, its hull made of woven shadows and dying stars, began to slowly, deliberately, pass through the opening into our sky. It was not of this world. It was not of any world we knew. The spirit of the world looked from the descending ship to us, her final words a whisper of impending doom.

“You’ve seen nothing.” It raised its hands—and the pit behind it split wide. From the darkness beneath, more shadows poured out. Lesser gods. Lost souls. Things that had slumbered in the dark since the dawn of time. They rose, a tide of death, and the world trembled beneath their fury. Kael’s eyes met mine. “Elara—” “I know.” This wasn’t the end. It was only the beginning.

And suddenly Hope was standing in a vast city. A city made of broken realities. Buildings floated upside down. Rivers flowed into the sky. People walked through walls. Children played in streets that disappeared every few seconds. Thousands of versions of the same person wandered everywhere. Hope looked around in shock. “The Zero World.” A voice answered behind her. “Yes.” Hope turned. Amara stood there. Lyra was beside her. Adrian was behind them. Lucius and Noah appeared moments later. Hope ran toward Adrian. He caught her.

Jon left the area with the two guards who were taking down notes the whole time. After she had closed the door, Vivian went to her most favourite part of the suite, the bedroom. She reached for the bottom drawer and took out a box of oats. "Hello, my babies" she made a naughty smile and looked up. "It will be very difficult for them to look for you, even with heightened security" she laughed a bit while taking the pieces of the jewelry off the box, one by one.

She had lost a lot of weight since her imprisonment, and her eyes carried the weight of everything she'd endured. Behind her was a man who looked about 70% like her, wearing a plaid shirt and looking a lot younger. Gwyneth figured he had to be her brother, Hugh Quayle. "Awake now?" Liana clapped her hands when she saw Gwyneth open her eyes. She took Hugh's pocket knife and approached Gwyneth, who seemed lost. Then, she seized Gwyneth by the chin and slashed a cut across her face. "Gwyneth, did I ever mention that you're as good as dead once I'm out?"

POV. Alexander I run out of the cafeteria doors after my mate. But once I reached the woods I couldn't smell her any longer, it's like she just disappeared into thin air. "I need more wolf's in the woods right fucking now. My mate is missing and I want her back NOW!!" I mind link to my entire pack with my Alpha command. It felt like we were out in the woods all day but it had only been hours. When I had almost given up hope I saw her at the edge of the woods by a big tree talking to none other than, Jaxson Shadow the Alpha of The Shadow pack.