Love Supremacy Zone Novels & Stories

He scaled the building's wall with the ease of an expert parkour athlete. As he climbed, he marveled at his newfound abilities. He effortlessly reached the beam of the second floor and leapt towards the third. 'Wow! This is amazing. If I can improve this much after just one level up, how much more can I improve if I reach level 10?' Gale thought, fascinated by the potential for growth. In less than a minute, he reached the rooftop and saw the girl still sitting on the edge, trembling like a frightened kitten. The men Gale had subdued earlier lay bound, their hands and feet tied though both were still unconscious. Moments later, Heath emerged onto the rooftop, panting.

With a steadying breath, Aqua placed her hands over her heart and concentrated, allowing her thoughts to drift like leaves carried on the wind. “Mom… Dad…” she whispered, her voice trembling yet resolute. “If you can hear me, please, I need you.” A tingling sensation enveloped her as the air thickened with energy, crackling around her like static electricity. The room dimmed, shadows shifting as if responding to her call. In that moment, she felt a pull—a gravitational force drawing her inward, deeper into the essence of the universe. “Let me hear you,” she urged, pouring her heart into her words. “I’m ready.”

To save his daughter, Julian had to hunt down his mother and force her into a mental suicide—or let his brother turn the key and end it all now. The sky suddenly turned from grey to a bruised, violent black. Thorne Station, now visible as a burning streak of fire, was entering the upper atmosphere. The "Total Upload" was reaching its zenith. The white-clad soldiers suddenly stood up in unison. They didn't raise weapons. They began to walk toward the transport, their movements synchronized, their glass helmets reflecting the white light emanating from Hope. "The Sovereignty is beginning," they said in a single, terrifying voice. "The Heir must be seated."

One by one, they raised their official seals and began chanting. "Savage Supremes have invaded Drammore. In this moment of peril, we beg for His Majesty's approval to grant divine reinforcement to slay this fiend!" "We beg for His Majesty's approval to grant divine reinforcement to slay this fiend!" "We beg for His Majesty's approval!"

“You want full breach, or rolling?” “Full,” I answered. “Hit them where they breathe.” Matteo made a note, already tapping it into the Russian board. Out in the zones, movement had begun, recruits slotting in, lines forming. Zino was pacing Zone 5, calm, weight forward. Good. Sora, in 8, a little quick on the turn. Still too eager. She’d learn. We had twenty-five this cycle. Zino and Sora are among the best of them. Some I hadn’t fully read yet, but tonight would show me more than a week of drills ever could.

And with its appearance the tension of most was eased. “Over the years there have been 6 Supremes. And each had the power to restrain the gods! It didn’t matter how many: ten, hundred or a thousand. A Supreme could take them all! They were those who brought order when there was none and introduced chaos were it was meant to be!” The hearts of the people were shaken. One against a thousand gods? Was that even possible? “Oh yes it is possible! And now Zandor gets to find out for itself how true this is. For the 7th Supreme was born twelve years ago, and he lives here on Zandor!”

I look to Jezebel with a question in my eyes: “what do I do?” Her eyes shimmer with unshed tears and gives me a slight shake of her head, saying ‘do nothing’ and ‘stay alive’. My soul burns with anger for my friend, hatred for her mother, and a hopelessness that I can’t change what is about to happen. “Let’s Begin”. Alpha Jameson steps forward to unite the two. “I, Alpha Jameson, hereby present these two to the Moon Goddess. This is a good pairing between an Alpha male and his soon-to-be Alpha Female. Alpha Hanson, do you take Sahanna as your partner? Do you promise to stand by her side and value her council from this day forward?” “I do.”

The rain began to fall—not as drops, but as heavy, silver streaks of liquid death. "It’s too much! The pressure is too high!" Zilo screamed from the tower. (ZILO’S POINT OF VIEW) "Nomo! Sofia! Break the line! You’re going to blow the district’s core!" Zilo slammed his fists against the control panel, watching as every dial on his monitors spun into the red. The resonance wasn't just coming from the two of them anymore; it was drawing from the very earth Sofia had healed, the energy of the Heartstone echoing back from the forest.

Alexander once said that if a high-grade soldier was armed with weapons that were created from high-grade exotics would be invincible. He was not wrong as this was proven countless times in battles and wars involving countries and organizations. The big 5 used their High-Grade Warriors in the Supremacy War to dominate. This was the main reason why they became winners within the war. Soldiers that had their breakthroughs would be categorized as high-grade warriors, while their normal counterparts were categorized as low-grade warriors or just normal soldiers. The Supremacy War was 50 years ago, this solidified the hierarchy between the soldiers.