Novel & Cerita Mothership Wilderness

"The Sombra forced us to be 'One.' The 'Wilding' is trying to make us 'Everything.' We have to fight to be 'One-Thing.'" The "Solar-Sovereignty" faced its first major test with the "Io-Ascension." A group of "Amethyst-Radicals," led by a boy who claimed to hear the "Voice of Jupiter," attempted to "Leap" their consciousness toward the Galilean moons using the "Wild-Tether." Avery had to intervene. She traveled to the top of the "Wild-Tether," five miles above the Nevada desert, where the air was thin and the stars were "Singing" in a frequency of "Pure-Entropic-Joy."

The Great Wilderness Nation's formation was about to achieve the power of a stage-ten major martial god, but its energy suddenly decreased. Chase was about to launch an attack after summoning the image of Silly Husky. The Great Wilderness Emperor suddenly retracted the formation and fell to his knees. "We surrender!" He had no choice. Chase had destroyed the morale of the princes, princesses, officials, and generals. There was no point in struggling. This would end in everyone's death. It was better to choose an easy death. Chase had no idea what was going on. Walter, Barry, and Eason felt the same way.

I was being rebuilt in real time, the hollow spaces in my soul being filled with the messy, beautiful chaos of a life I had forgotten. The Great Mother hit the edge of the children's circle and was thrown back by the sheer force of the maternal resonance. This wasn't magic she could fight. This was biology. This was the fundamental frequency of the bond. "The Cache is complete," Maya whispered, her voice echoing in my mind. I opened my eyes. The gold light was still there, but it wasn't cold anymore. It was burning with the rage of a mother who finally knew exactly what she was fighting for. I stood up, my hand finding Killian’s, our pulses synchronizing as our resonance finally merged.

Go to where the moon is full and blue Go to where you always long to leave Go to where you'll feel complete You linger, and it grows stronger Feeding off you, your weakness Constant need to be loved, your sickness." She tilts my chin with her finger "A new danger is coming A breed we've never seen It will have the power of the day and night The strenght of the moon and sun Alone, we all die, never to be reborn Go to the grounds where the blood of your ancestors run

"It seems my sis needs a few items from in town. You know what you got to do." "Fuck," I cursed under my breath, then said, "Yeah." Getting up, I made my way toward the front door with a reluctant Vick trailing behind me. "And hurry the fuck back!" the prez shouted. "I don't want a repeat like the last time you guys went out." We walked out to my bike, and I could feel the tension radiating off Vick. She didn't say a word, just climbed on behind me, her arms loosely wrapped around my waist. The silence between us was thick and heavy as I started the engine and pulled away from the clubhouse.

​Chapter 64 ​VAREEN ​"Matthew! Tell us the truth! What kind of mess did you get into?!" One of Vareen's uncles grabbed Tito Matthew by the collar. He looked crazy, suddenly laughing and smirking maliciously. What the fuck is wrong with him? ​"Mom, the kids." I whispered to my Mom, remembering the twins. ​"I'll check on them, you guys handle this." She quickly went upstairs to check on the twins.

“Something older than the Yanuwah, older than the hospital… something that was here long before any of us even knew what this land was. It’s tied to WildWood itself—an energy, a force that predates everything.” As they moved further into the cavern, Clara’s thoughts turned inward. She had always known that WildWood was more than just a forest, more than the tragedy tied to the abandoned Terrell State Hospital. She had felt it ever since her first encounter with the land, with the history woven into her bloodline. But now, standing here, the full scope of it was beginning to reveal itself. The Yanuwah bloodline was only a small piece of the puzzle.

"Elara! You're bleeding so much… Don't scare me like this!" Pain and blood loss blurred my vision. In the last fleeting moment before consciousness slipped away, I managed a bitter smile and whispered another secret. "Cyran… I'm pregnant."

“Uh-oh. That sounds like something or someone got under your skin. Spill. I’ve got nowhere to be, and I’m in full therapist mode.” I sighed, leaning back against the pillows. “Your dad?” She asked. She always knew even without me saying what was wrong. “Yeah.” “Want to talk about it?” I hesitated. “Not really. I just… needed to hear your voice.” “I’m here, El. Always.” “Thanks, Mara,” I murmured. “Anytime. Seriously. And if you ever need me to pull up in front of that estate with snacks, movies, and questionable advice, I will. Don’t tempt me.”

My mate. I looked at her, as she was singing along the song playing on the radio. Her eyes are closed and she moved her body with the rhythm, wind blowed through her brown soft hairs. She was wearing cargo shorts and tank top. Well, my intention are not decent as my eyes roam over her sexy figure. We are heading further north along the beach, to a beach cabin owed by my dad. It was built by my grandfather to get some time away from the pack. It’s a log cabin right on the deserted beach, which provided a private beach and utmost privacy.