Nexus Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

“Why are you telling me this? I don't want any part of—” Azriel cut me off with a wave of his hand, his tone sharpening. “Because you need to understand, Saoirse.” He paused, his gaze boring into me, making me feel exposed, vulnerable. “All those killings you've heard whispers about, the messy and forbidden business that stains the underbelly of this place? It's all part of it. Nexus isn't just a club, it's a front. A glittering mask for the Trojan Covenant. We launder fortunes, broker pacts with devils, and when things get...unruly, we clean up the mess. Last night was a taste of that reality.”

James prepared questions that would spill the beans on what Nexus really was. And they had one last dry run as the sun dipped towards the horizon. "You do that, Angie," he said. "Oh but, Angie dear, your name is Sarah Blackwood, and you're some kind of venture capitalist, out trying to find out this hot tech stock. You've heard some rumors about Nexus, and you want to find out if they're going to turn into going concerns." Her frown had turned somewhat fearful. She nodded. "Got it. Sarah Blackwood, rich and nosy."

The key pulsed faintly as they worked, its glow brighter whenever they stumbled upon a passage or diagram that seemed significant. “This might be it,” Crane said, pointing to a page filled with intricate symbols. “Haverstone called it ‘the nexus,’ the point where the threads of balance converge. If the force has anchored itself anywhere, it would be here.” Jamie peered over his shoulder, his brow furrowing. “And where exactly is ‘here’?”

Maximino said, motioning to the couch. Nexus sat down, saying nothing. “Wait a minute while I go get you something to drink.” Instead of responding to Maximino, Nexus looked around the house’s living room. Everywhere he looks, he sees only expensive things, which never cease to amaze him. He was still busy looking at the expensive things in the living room of Maximino’s house when Maximino arrived who had a glass of juice and a cup of coffee with him. Nexus cocked his brow. Maximino placed the glass and cup on the table between the two couches. “You didn’t answer me, so I had no choice but to bring these two and let you choose.”

When the panoramic view restored, the absolute stillness of what lay outside made every breath on the bridge freeze. They had arrived at The Nexus. It was not a planet. It was a cosmic megastructure of such incomprehensible scale that the Sovereign Citadel, a mountain-fortress, looked like a single grain of sand next to it. The Nexus was a colossal sphere composed of countless interlocking, shifting geometric structures made of obsidian glass and glowing, neon-red data lines. Millions of massive, miles-wide pipes carrying liquid spiritual energy—Qi—traversed the structure, glowing with an ominous, harvested light.

the second guardian intoned. "It's vital," I interjected, stepping forward. "We've been guided here, drawn by forces we don't fully understand. We need answers." One guardian raised a hand, signaling for us to wait. After a few moments that felt like hours, he finally spoke. "You may enter, but be warned: The Nexus does not give its secrets easily." The doors to The Nexus opened, revealing a vast hall filled with shimmering lights and inscriptions. As we stepped inside, a figure emerged from the shadows—Eldress Liana, the oldest and wisest in Celestia.