Novel & Cerita Oh Dear Nemesis Spoiler

"Obsidian is powerful but Ashmoor has the numbers to build comparable fortifications if territory is what they're after." "Territory is not what they're after," Zayden said. He looked at me. The room followed his gaze. I thought about how to handle this moment since Darius told me thirty minutes ago that Zayden wanted me present. I thought about staying quiet and letting Zayden lead the information. About speaking only if directly addressed. Then I decided that was not who I was. "My name is Nerissa Ashwood," I said. "Six months ago I was an omega servant

She told him she was home, and she had been here with him. Rhys extinguished his cigarette with his fingertips, but the pain offered no distraction from the sight in front of him. After everything, she still ran back to that man? Did she love Cole that much? Was five years of being the second choice not enough humiliation? Dean must have noticed the shift in the room. He appeared at Rhys’s side, peering down just enough to catch Cole disappearing into his own car. “Is that the Sterling guy?” Dean squinted. Then his expression shifted. “Wait… you don’t think Hermione—“

“And you were right not to drag Darius or Adam here.” My chest tightened. “Why?” “Because the queen wanted it,” Makeh replied. “She craves alpha blood. Ancient blood most of all.” A chill washed over me. “Having access to them,” Makeh went on, “would have made everything worse.” My pulse stuttered. “So… I’m not dead?” She smiled. “This is a dream.” Hope fluttered weakly in my chest. “Wake up,” she said softly. “Wait,” I whispered urgently. “What help—”

“We’re not pawns. We choose our path. And right now, we need answers.” Selene nodded, her eyes scanning the starfield. “The nexus holds memories—echoes of everything that’s happened here. If that figure is tied to the Chaos or your father, there’ll be a trace. We just have to find it.” The group moved deeper into the nexus, the stars shifting around them like a living map. Scenes from their journey flickered in the void: the fortress’s collapse, the doppelgänger’s cruel smile, the Weaver’s veiled warning. Jessica focused, her spark straining to connect with the nexus’s energy. It responded sluggishly, but images began to form—fragmented, like shattered glass.

NEHENDA POV: "What did we ever do to you to warrant the cruelty you dished to us? You! inhumane caricature of a beast! A people that never ventured out of our boundary lines, your very existence! being a reality? Was even an overwhelming discovery. I wonder how we could have wronged you! so much so; you would think of bringing us to extinction mercilessly. We were a peaceful loving family, accepting of all and not discriminatory against any . We never took the essence of life out of anything, even though we could! for life is sacred to us. We preserved it, never destroyed it. We even nurture the weak fading out chi back to fullness. MY People, My loved ones, all those innocent children's liv

Her smile was bright and carefree, untouched by the tragedy that would later consume her. With trembling hands, Daniel tried to remove the photograph. A shard of broken glass sliced into his finger, and blood dripped onto the floor. But he paid no attention to the pain because behind the backing of the frame, he found the necklace Anne gave me. I hid it there. Daniel stared at the necklace. Then suddenly, my words from the Judgment Platform flashed through his mind. "...the time... hasn't come yet..." Daniel shot to his feet. He grabbed the desk lamp and smashed it down onto the pendant.

she whispered to herself, her voice barely audible. The next file she clicked on revealed something even more damning. A hidden section with a line item titled “Project Nemesis.” It was followed by a string of transactions, most of them labeled with obscure code names. Mimi felt her chest tighten as she read the details. She had heard whispers about Project Nemesis, rumors that had never made sense before, but now, the pieces were falling into place. Just then, a knock at the door shattered her focus.

"Of course!... That is exactly what he'll do because he cares about you deeply. Exactly why I chained you to this machine, so that Arthur will be left with a choice of saving one between the three of you. Let's say he saves you, you will eventually die because Alisha here is ready to rip you apart. And then he'll be so broken and weak that I myself will give him a merciful death!" Nicodemus grinned devilishly. "Of course by now he should have collected the blood of the Centurion's Alpha to kill me. I only pity those who follow him on this lost cause. Minutes from now...I should be expecting him so in the meanwhile, hang on." Nicodemus pursed his lips noticing how surprised she was at knowing

At me. His eyes gazed right into mine, and they were dangerous. “Who's the father?” he demanded coldly. A feeling of fear came over me in no time. I lowered my gaze. Cedric stepped closer to the bed. “ I will ask you one last time, who is the father of your baby!” My throat went dry.. I couldn’t say it. I couldn't say his name, Kaelen's. Not after he threatened to kill me. “Nerissa,” darkly warned Cedric, “ you are wasting my time!”

“It’s lovely to meet you,” Her lips tugged up in amusement. “Are you quite certain?” My cheeks stained crimson and she chuckled lightly. “My name is Nehemia. I knew your Queen while we were kids, she sent a letter for you,” Mamma? My heart thundered and for the first time, I noticed Nehemia had her hair partially covered by a scarf. She too, was from Xintha. “Here,” she pushed a squeezed envelope into my shocked hands. “Read When you're alone and destroy. The first tip to survive is Devania. Never leave traceable evidence,”