Mirage X Wraith Novels & Stories

sigaw ni Aria. ​Isinaksak ni Xander ang kanyang espada sa gitna ng dibdib ng Bio-Mimic, direkta sa Vane-Link Core nito. Isang violet na pagsabog ang naganap, at ang nilalang ay natunaw at naging isang itim na likido sa sahig. ​ANG SAKRIPISYO NG BLACK PHOENIX

Spiro replied. The van went quiet. Not even Astrid joked. Ronan’s hands tightened on the wheel. Keiran shifted behind me, and I felt the pressure of his fear even though he said nothing. Spiro looked back at the road. “If we encounter raiders, we may negotiate or kill. If we encounter lesser creatures, we may avoid or fight. If we encounter scouts, we may silence them. If we encounter wraith-touched things, it depends how far gone they are. But a true wraith…” Spiro stopped. He stopped. “Hope we do not,” Spiro finished. “You are a dragon,” Astrid said quietly. “Yes,” he answered. “And still?” Astrid asked. Spiro did not look back. “And still,” he replied.

"Don't let them touch you." The wraiths converged, and chaos erupted. Elena screamed as one wrapped around her, its touch pulling something vital from her body. Theo blasted two with his Alpha power, but they reformed instantly. Xavier fought like a demon, but every time a wraith touched him, he staggered, his face going gray. I watched it all with clinical interest. The wraiths ignored me completely. When one drifted close, it recoiled as if burned, sensing the emptiness where my emotions should be.

The fire behind Mira crackled like it had teeth. Outside, something moved; silent and calculating. Luna-22 wasn’t bluffing. She was close. Watching. But Mira didn’t flinch. Instead, she looked at the map again, fingers tracing the thirteen marks her mother had inked long before any of this began. Resonants. Grey stepped beside her, eyes never leaving the shadows outside the cabin. “What are they?” he asked quietly. Mira swallowed. “Echoes of bloodlines. Wolves like me. Maybe not full copies but touched by the same fire. Hybrids. Survivors.”

Then, she sighed, a long, drawn-out breath that seemed to carry all the weight of the knowledge she was about to share. “A wraith is the result of a death left unfinished, unresolved,” Alice began, her voice soft but tinged with something dark. “It’s a spirit, yes, but not the kind you might think. It’s not a simple ghost. A wraith is born from agony—pure, uncontrollable anger and resentment. When someone dies in such a way, with so much hatred and pain in their heart, they don’t just fade away. They linger. They transform into something... else.”

It had black accents and a black leather interior, too. "Wow...." Mere words could not express the shock coursing through my body. "This is gorgeous!" My head snapped up to Elias and Xander. "What is it, and where did you ever find it?" Xander smirked, obviously pleased with my reaction. "It's a Lycan Hypersport. Lance had one, and we thought you might like one, too." Elias arched an eyebrow. "Want to take it for a drive?" Cruz chuckled. "If you don't want to, I will!"

Ezra is not afraid because the other's goal is himself, but he also secretly thanks God because protecting Selena is simple as long as he could know the other's purpose. "Okay" Two black wolves with similar black fur, the most pronounced difference are their eyes. A pair of cold blue eyes clashed with a couple of fiery yellow eyes. A ferocious growl, sharp teeth. Their breaths were hot, and their heroic aura could not be underestimated. Ezra flew towards his opponent extremely fast, his sharp claws like blades attacking head-on. The mystic was someone who had also practiced sternly for years, so avoiding him was easy. He quickly switched from a passive position to an active attack.

Obviously, the dragon was the one that made the huge roar just now. Looking at the dragon, Darryl was stunned for a bit before he realized what had happened. He gasped in astonishment. 'This was one of the Four Evil Beasts that Empress Nuwa mentioned?' Although it looked a little strange, it still looked like a dragon. Darryl was unaware there was a Mirage Dragon in front of him, which was different from any dragon he had seen before. Mirage Dragons were one of the Four Evil Beasts. It had the ability to predict the future and release air that formed mirages, hence its name.

“A mage. It’s kind of like a witch… but I draw upon the forces of nature. I get my strength from the forest.” She didn’t blink for several seconds as she tried to figure out if I was telling her the truth or making things up. After a while, she shook her head and mumbled a curse word under her breath, which immediately drew my mom’s disgust. “Sorry,” Grayson said. “It’s just… I don’t know how any of that is possible. You’re trying to tell me that those wolves were Sam, Ben, Joshua, and Raven?” “Yes,” I assured her. “Just because they have the same color of eyes?”

The sky burned blinding white, the game’s rendering engine struggling to process the sheer volume of particle effects flooding the zone. "Wraith! The absolute shield is regenerating!" Kara yelled over the squad comms. Her avatar, the rogue hacker known as Jinx, was glitching violently on a floating slab of debris. Her hands were a localized blur of motion as she cast disruption hexes, her fingertips trailing glowing green strings of raw code that lashed out to slow the boss's impenetrable defense matrix. "You have a three-second window before the wipe mechanic triggers! If we wipe now, we lose the twelve-hour progression!" Ren Walker—known to millions across the global leaderboards simply as