Oblivion Books Novels & Stories

And this is how the last story about Light and Darkness that I wanted to present to you ends. It was certainly an extraordinary journey, showing different stories, but at the same time touching the same topic - can two such opposing poles as Light and Darkness connect at some point? I'll leave it to your own choice, but one thing is for sure - as Miyuki said in Book 4, wanting to stop the battle between vampires and wizards - Light and Darkness certainly couldn't exist without each other. If there was only Light but no Darkness, what would be its meaning? Likewise, if there was only Darkness in the world, wouldn't its existence be pointless without trying to "devour" the Light?

“If that is so, why are you bothering with entertaining a discussion with me? Their Light Fay Priestesses are not mine to control, and neither are the angels they are protecting. What I do or do not do has no relevance to you.” “The realm of the earth will be ours, regardless of what you do or do not do.” “And my daughter will make sure that you do not succeed.” End of Book 1 === Coming soon (ongoing): The Hunted Wolf (Eva’s book) Blue Thunder: Forging the Legend (book 2) Biting the Eternal Love (Veronica’s book) In plans (plot outlines in development): Gus’s book (no title yet) Blue Thunder: Raising the Legacy (book 3)

If there was even a sliver of a way back… My fingers dragged over one particularly ancient tome: bound in silver and wrapped in spell-locked chains. I whispered the unlocking spell, old enough that the air around me shimmered with pale blue glyphs. The book creaked open. “Chronos Binding,” I murmured. The title alone sent a chill down my spine. Inside were diagrams of realms overlapping each other like threads in a tapestry. Old Realm. Divine Plane. Mortal Realm. Abyssal Void.

Shining through with a shocking blue I gape at the vertical shape of its irises. As soot begins to flow from the destruction and I nod at the beast as my heart slows in my chest. With a growl large, webbed wings that crash through the walls expand on its back. I fall facedown onto the floor feeling the earth move as its humongous claws leave my vision. A vortex of wind blow through the hall at the beat of its wings as the world goes silent. As my heart takes its last beat I recall all that has come to be in this life. With my final breath I heave one last wish into the world. Forgive me.

Ivonne's pov The room was filled with towering stacks of books and strange artifacts I didn't recognise, Artifacts like dark curved stones, glass bottles with light that seemed to breathe inside them, coiled metallic ropes on carved wooden stands. Elara had pulled all of it from the deepest stores of the Lycan realm, and now the collection made the room feel both sacred and suffocating at the same time. I sat cross-legged on the mat, eyes closed, sweating through what had to be the most exhausting ritual the Oracle had walked me through yet. By the time she told me to open my eyes, I felt like I had run for miles.

Somehow, despite the world’s chaos, despite the Dead Viles, despite Demoor and the curse that shadowed us, he remained innocent— unaware of the darkness swirling around our lives. I lingered for a moment, brushing his soft hair back from his forehead before retreating from his room… Back in the room, I drifted toward the window and the small extended seat built there, attached. Behind the cushion, hidden away, lay the books I had taken from the palace’s restricted sanctum— the ones Lucien had not noticed. My fingers found the familiar leather-bound spine of the book Lunareeth. As I drew it out, the air seemed to thicken. There was a subtle shift, almost imperceptible, but Dravara, coiled in

Isolde smiled triumphantly as more of her supporters revealed themselves. Thorne looked directly at Lyra across the growing battlefield, his expression expectant. The alignment had begun. And the Dying Veil Realm was tearing itself apart. Chaos swallowed the Grand Hall of Veils in seconds. Nobles shouted and scattered as guards clashed with Eclipse Order operatives. Spells cracked through the air — bursts of silver light colliding with dark violet shadows. The floating silks caught fire from stray magic, drifting down like burning banners. The three moons overhead seemed to burn brighter, feeding the frenzy.

While Robert was calling on the elites, Blake was deep into his meditative state in his mind palace, looking over the glowing stones for anything containing arrays and formations that could help his quest to the Inner World. The knowledge here was massive, and it took him a while to sort it all out before he came upon a stone with the information he sought. Placing his aura around it, the stone turned into five books, each more advanced than the last, from intermediate to highly advanced. His attention became more profound when he noticed where these books came from. High Heaven Sect was written on the inlay of the cover, and it seemed familiar to him as he went through the basic book first

I continued the conversation. "No." Anton glanced to the right into the corridor, where I saw two laboratories through the glass walls, but followed the corridor straight ahead. “Three of the Iubas were first generation. One of them was killed while hunting, the other two are now in custody with us. " Two? "Jilin spoke of three." Or did I misunderstand something?

I could only hope that she would have settled in again by tonight, because otherwise I would be allowed to sleep on the couch one night again - and it was really uncomfortable. Sighing, I leaned back and opened the completely tattered book again, which I actually already knew by heart. But I wanted to repeat as much as possible today so that I could get off to a good start tomorrow. I ran my finger over the familiar table of contents. Foreword, evolution, instinct, social life, physiology, reproduction, ancestry, stem groups and subspecies. How many times had I made this movement with my finger? I couldn't count it anymore, but it was like a little ritual I had to go through before I could s