Sold to the Disfigured Billionaire
His cold, slate-grey eyes were locked onto the violently surging ocean below.
"It’s coming," Harper’s voice trembled. Not just from the freezing wind, but from the ancient Architect memories screaming like sirens inside her mind. The psychic pressure was suffocating, like an ant staring up at a falling meteor.
RUMBLE— A ten-mile radius of the ocean surface suddenly bulged upward in a grotesque, unnatural dome. A split second later, the water collapsed outward like a shattered dam, triggering a massive, hundred-foot-tall circular tsunami.
A behemoth broke through the surface of the abyss. If the tentacled monstrosity they fought in Antarctica was a wolf, the entity rising before them now was