Oblivion Sequel Novels & Stories

Them hunters can survive and earn as they wish. Still... He felt more stupid for having to ask for favor when he can just snatch the property away. Too bad, being manipulative through the eyes isn't included in their blood capability. Their creators thought they would eventually just become full vampires if they acquire all the strengths of a bloodsucker and neglect their sole purpose of being hunters.... Shame. Dayanne was relieved when she saw Clayton inside a new and blue pick-up truck. She already knew it was him since he already included it on their call earlier.

The elder stepped forward, his weathered hands gripping a thick manila folder. Without ceremony, he slammed the investigation report heavily on the table in front of Damien. The sound echoed like a gunshot in the tense room. "Investigation confirmed through multiple independent sources," the elder began. "Omega Sera maintains secret communication channels with the 'Blood Claw' rogue wolf pack." Damien's mouth opened to protest, but the elder raised his hand for silence. "Sera repeatedly leaked classified information about core pack members' whereabouts, patrol routes, and defense deployments in exchange for crystals and wealth provided by enemy operatives."

The darkness around me faded, swallowed by the growing light. “But… I’m dead,” I whispered, disbelief twisting inside me. “Death is only a passage, Selene,” the voice said firmly. “Your story is not over. The balance of this world is breaking, and only you can set it right.” The visions changed again, showing a future filled with destruction—a world consumed by shadows. Ronan’s lifeless body lay in the ruins, and above him stood many unknown enemies, victorious and unstoppable. “You must return, Selene,” the voice urged. “You must awaken the power within you and stop the darkness before it’s too late.”

He said again and slammed my head against the wall, I didn’t even struggle with him anymore. This was probably my destiny, to die by Novan’s hands, destiny they say might be delayed but never denied. I began to loose grip on my consciousness, my head spun as he kept hitting my head against the wall, my mind flashed back to the last time I died by his hands, this was actually my destiny.

His lies had gone beyond baseless accusations, as he began inciting his followers to come after me. Nina Miller, the school's notorious troublemaker, was among them. "What's with that high and mighty facade, Madison? Calvin is having a huge party next month to celebrate his coming of age. He's even inviting the whole class over! It's a pity that you won't be able to attend it since you'll probably be slaving away in the kitchen!" I couldn't help but burst out laughing as I recalled the memories from my past life. In that life, my brother, Callum, had made his first public appearance at the banquet, where he had been officially acknowledged as the heir of the Latham family and Prosperous Grou

How could they be together even in death while I was cursed to live a hideous life repenting for sins that I only committed to keep those I loved safe? "No, Margo. They can't win over us. Not Delia and definitely not Eve. This is why you got a second chance... Let's get better ok" I told myself. "Then we'll have our revenge. Let's make sure to flay her skin. I am going to burn you to ashes Eve. If you won't die from falling down the hill, you are definitely going to die when I burn you alive. And this time, I am going to make sure that you don't survive I'll make sure of it" I promised.

Elena asked hopefully as she ripped the IV from her arm and jumped down from her hospital bed searching for her sister. ‘Elena stop,” Gabriel said as he tried to hold on to her arm and pull her back. “No, you don’t understand. The car car, blew up and Evangelyn was there but she's fine. I know she’s fine, she’s she’s here. Somewhere,” Elena muttered incoherently as she pushed past Gabriel and made her way to the door of the hospital room in hopes of finding her sister. “Elena, please stop. She’s gone,” Gabriel said softly as he tried to pull Elena back towards him.

The man froze. His face was hidden in shadow, so I could not make out his expression. However, I could see that his bright eyes were staring straight at me, as if trying to study my face. Theodore Jensen knew his reputation preceded him. Violent, ruthless, unpredictable, a man who slaughtered without batting an eye... Naturally, all of it was true. As for the last person who had seen him handle something personally, he had already been sent to the Southern Isles. Whether he was still alive was another question, but he was definitely missing a few organs.

Dangerously deliberate. The guardian growled. The Sovereign of Oblivion ignored him. Instead, he turned toward Kael. The sanctuary seemed to hold its breath. The two Sovereigns stared at each other. Shadow. Oblivion. Balance. Endings. Ancient forces meeting again after thousands of years. The Sovereign of Oblivion's gaze softened unexpectedly. "My old friend." Kael's expression remained cold. "We are not friends." The answer came instantly. The newcomer sighed dramatically.

After all, I had no dignity in our previous life. Since then, I had experienced death and had long since come to terms with reality. In my past life, I was obsessed with him and believed him to be the best. I was willing to die for him, but I ended up drowning alone, despite my selfless dedication. Now that I was reborn, I sought neither revenge nor love. I simply wanted to enjoy the rest of my life in peace. Thalyx still refused to let me be. He wanted me to love him and tolerate him loving someone else.