Novel & Cerita Mykels Reverence

Her aura wavers, her resolve a lifeline. Renn raises his relics, their light flaring, his voice steady. “Aelys, you’re the Veil’s voice—mark or not.” His aura pulses, loyalty a beacon, and Aelys nods, her twin-star eyes blazing, her hymn rising despite her weakness.

The scent of rot seemed to be on him, and I had no doubt he didn’t have long left in this plain. My eyes met with Elijah’s, and his imploring look once again reminded me of his little sister. They prodded at my darkness, begging me to reconsider. I sighed, eyeing the frail duo at the table. I could kill them and be done with it. However… “I had no intention to recruit anyone here, and I don’t need your help getting what I want. Even as we speak, I have no doubt Miqella has already retained the relic.” “But your Beta said!!” She hissed, and I shut her up with a growl. Her brown eyes shot past my face, to the object behind my head. My spear was displayed proudly against my shoulder blades. I k

Attractive men are welcome. Sir Mikael stared at Myra. His focus was immediately drawn back to Oswin and me. "You're supposed to be sleeping in a hidden dungeon." "Yes, but keep in mind that I am a Leviste. I defy the rules!" "Naturally, young master. I'll then arrest you for violating protocol. I admire you, but my allegiance is to the Trinity and its hierarchy. Aragons, Levites, and Santis heads must be served first."

Alejandro studied him carefully, Inferno’s awareness threading through the air without pressing. “What’s your name?” Alejandro asked. “Maelis,” the man answered. “Former coven-bound tracker. Disavowed.” Seraphine inhaled sharply behind us. Eldric cursed under his breath. “That explains the echo,” Eldric muttered. “The old networks are waking up.” Alejandro held Maelis’s gaze steadily. “You understand that stepping past this threshold means surrendering autonomy in certain ways.” Maelis nodded immediately. “I don’t want autonomy. I want… rest.” The wards shimmered.

The Sacred Nexus seemed to pulse with approval, its energies resonating with the harmony between warrior and elements. Elysia's companions approached her, their expressions a mixture of relief and admiration. Valen's gaze held a sense of pride, a reflection of the mentor's belief in her abilities. Elara's eyes shone with wonder, recognizing the significance of what they had witnessed. Kael's nod was a silent acknowledgment of her strength, his respect evident in his unwavering stance.

We are one. She reached out. The light burned against her palm, stinging hot, but she held on, steadying it with every breath. “Steady,” she whispered to herself. She pulled the ember into her chest. It surged through her, lighting her from the inside out. Nicholas and Sephie shielded their faces as a burst of radiant light flared from Mauve’s body. Awe washed over them. Both dropped to one knee instinctively, paying silent reverence to a sight they’d never dreamed to witness.

He cut off, shaking his head like the words themselves were poison. “Beg?” I whispered, tracing bloody crescents across his back. His silence was the answer. We lay there, tangled and trembling, the air thick with sweat, blood, and the faint shimmer of whatever I had become. Kael didn’t move for a long time. When he finally lifted his head, his golden eyes burned with something I had never seen from him before. Not rage. Not lust. Not even hunger. Reverence. It vanished quickly, buried beneath a snarl, but I had seen it. Felt it.

And when we listened carefully, we could sometimes hear them finish the song. The Hollow Spire began to hum. Not in tone, but in sensation. A kind of gravity of presence that drew us back, again and again. It was Mikkel who first stepped into its base without resistance. His glyphs, always erratic, began to smooth into flowing curves. When he emerged, he spoke only one word: “Reversal.” “What do you mean?” Kaia asked. He touched his chest, eyes wide. “We’ve been moving forward by forgetting. The Hollow wants us to remember backward.”

I shouldn't have done that I was angry" he walked closer to me. "I know delvin' and I'm deeply sorry again" my gaze turned from him to Rita who was watching us. "Rita........please?" "It's alright Kelsi, we have forgiven you". Rita smiled hugging me. "Yes we have" Delvin chipped in and hugged us too. "Thank you" I exhaled with relief. "Kelsi?" Delvin face and tone was serious. "Yes?" I turned to him, surprised at his sudden seriousness. "Do you really love Lexy?" He looked intensely at me like he was reading my mind already.

The reason why the Order of the Reverence was considered a malicious club was, besides their fighting technique, their ideology, mission, and belief were all evil. Even among the clubs, they were loathed! The Medusa Dames that approached Zayn in Rheasia previously were frequently bullied by the Order of the Reverence. Over the years, the Order of the Reverence had begun to invade the common world because they were under immense pressure in the club’s world. In that time, they had slaughtered quite a number of people in the common world. What a waste that they had encountered Zayn and were destined to pay a horrible price for their actions!