Oblivion The Great Divide Novels & Stories

The kind that presses against your skin. Mara stopped walking. “We’re close.” Edward nodded, scanning the horizon. “The Divide begins just past that ridge.” I followed his gaze and felt my stomach twist. Beyond the ridge, the world seemed to split in two—a vast chasm cutting through the land like a wound. The edges burned faintly red, and strange motes of light drifted up from the depths. “That’s where the ritual has to happen,” he said. “It looks like it eats everything,” I murmured.

Seren of the Hollow Witches, robed in shadow, her bare feet hovering inches above the ground. Lord Kharon, emissary of the Raven Court, a man with coal-colored eyes and a serpent’s tongue. And many more, lesser warlords, sorcerer-blooded barons, hybrid faction leaders, vampire outliers who had once ruled cities beneath mountains. All of them had come. Not out of loyalty. But because the sky was breaking. Elara rose, and the hall fell silent. Her voice was even. Not loud, but undeniable. “The Veil weakens. Morvani rises. Within three nights, he will tear open the Divide. If we do not stand together now, there will be no cities left to divide. No bloodlines left to claim.”

the voice said. The battle raged on, the Divine Being and the Destroyer locked in a struggle that shook the world's foundations. Their powers clashed, unleashing a maelstrom of energy. Wren's breath caught as the two titans exchanged blows, their apocalyptic showdown illuminating the darkened landscape. The ground trembled beneath their feet, the skies ablaze with the fury of their conflict. "With a final, mighty blow, the Divine Being struck the Destroyer, banishing it to the depths of the Bottomless Hole, along with its followers," the voice continued.

There were the remains of dead Rogue Immortals! Rogue Immortals were Cultivators who had passed the Nascent Soul, Nirvana, Apotheosis and Grand Completion Realms. After the Great Completion Realm, they must survive the Ordeal. If they succeeded, they would turn into real Immortals and soar to Heaven's Realm above. They would be released from the cycles of life and death. They could continue cultivating and become Immortal Lords and God Kings.

Damon said as he walked into the living room. After Geraldine died, Novan was sentenced to life imprisonment for attempted murder and a number of other crimes, Michelle and Jade however got a lighter sentence. They were both sentenced to two years imprisonment each, there wasn’t any evidence that they were a party to either Novan and Geraldine’s plans. Turns out that Daphne was pregnant, actually makes sense to why Novan must have protected her.

Where are you? Then she saw a blur of movement up ahead. Hiding behind a thick tree, she watched what was going on. And there, in a small clearing, was Daniel standing and talking with Kael-the rogue leader of the Dark Moon pack. Sophia's stomach was roiling with anxiety at every word that fell. You sure this will work?" Daniel asked, low. "I don't want to hurt Sophia." Kael laughed, the cruel sound running chills down Sophia's spine. "We'll crush the Rivers pack with your help. They'll never see it coming."

My parents had always held me responsible for Andrea's death, and Steven's heart had always belonged to her. I was the outsider and the disposable one. Reborn, I made a silent oath: I would live for myself and sever all ties with them.

Micky immediately clapped his hands in glee. "That's great! If Daddy divorces Mommy, that means Daddy can marry Ingy! And Ingy can be our real mommy! Daddy! Mommy! Can you get divorced now? Please?" Corbin was rooted to his spot for a few seconds in shock. Then, he burst out laughing and asked, "Oh, is this a new tactic of yours? Do you really think that you'll be able to survive on your own without the Stallone family's support? That's enough nonsense from you, Skylar Greene!"

Olivia threw her arms around her daughter as the force hit them. The world exploded. Light swallowed everything. Heat burned the sky. The temple cracked open like a shell. The ground dissolved under their feet. The High Priestess’s scream vanished in the blast. And Olivia held her child tighter, whispering through the chaos: “We’re not ending. We’re beginning.” The silver fire swallowed them whole. The entire temple detonates in a column of silver fire as Olivia merges all her past selves and rewrites the bloodline, collapsing the system, destroying the ritual, and leaving their fate unknown in the blinding blast…

He staggered away and collapsed beside Lyra. Lyra was dead, and Thalyx was gone. Everything was resolved. It was as if all my love and hate had vanished with smoke. I clutched my chest, feeling a mixture of desolation and joy. Eventually, I stepped over Thalyx's body. "Come on, little wolf. Let's go home."