Omniscent Reader Novels & Stories

"You don't mind this, do you?" A husky voice asked with politeness laced in it. She slowly opened her eyes to the source of the voice. 'Am I dreaming?' She thought within herself as she wiped my eyes to be sure she is not starting to see things. She did not expect to see him yet, maybe she is supposed to since today is different for her. "Cyrus...?" She muffled out, more like questioning. His hot gaze was directed on her, staring intensively. It's a type of stare she always classifies with that of pity and nothing else. Pity, just pity!

Hunter Pov Hindi ako makapaniwala habang sinusundan ko ng tingin ang papalayong omega. Sa lahat ng mga taong-lobo maliban kay Beta Keiver ay tanging siya lamang ang tila hindi natatakot sa akin. Soya pa na isang alipin lamang at isang omega? Sa halip na galit ay pagka-amazed ang naramdaman ko. Bihira lamang ako makatagpo ng isang katulad niya na hindi natatakot sa akin kahit pa alam niya na isa akong alpha.

He staggered backward, clutching his heart, a sudden, inexplicable sense of absolute emptiness washing over his soul. Tatsumi’s body went completely limp. The golden light in her eyes flickered, dimmed, and finally vanished entirely, staring blankly up at the noon sky. Her blood quickly pooled across the white fabric of her dress, staining the wood beneath her. The thousands of pack members in the courtyard stood in stunned, absolute silence for three agonizing seconds, staring at the fallen Omega. Then, a single voice cheered, and within moments, the entire square erupted into a roaring, fanatical frenzy.

Hours? Guard was breathing evenly when the nearest lift opened to release a running Ormali. The small, thin species had excellent senses and all the dexterity Guard lost in a Xuhelion form. He did not have to reach out with his mind to recognize Reader. Reader could wear any face and Guard would always know him. A fine-boned hand gripped his wrist too tight for comfort, jerking at him to try to get him on his feet. "What are you doing? Guardian rises! I can hear the launch klaxon. You have to go!"

I am in another world, but the fact that I have no friends here too makes me feel inferior, wishing that I could meet someone with whom I can share stories and waves of laughter in this kind of place. I stopped on my track as soon as I remembered that I should go to the Headmistress’ office for the orientation. Professor McLaren and Dr. Foster cannot accompany me due to prior commitments. So, they instructed me to walk straight ahead and look for an old structure. But how can I find it if the buildings in this place were all designed anciently? I pulled the book that Dr. Foster had given me from my bag. I tried to search for a map and smiled when I found it. My smile faded and was replaced b

Tom recited along with his recollections as he immediately opened his eyes wide. "The book. Fighting against itself and having its own consciousness, it's time to dig! ' He immediately started ravaging through the book seeing other mysterious drafts and out-of-the-normal sketches of some unpopular places before he returned to page fifty-five. He started reading, what he was reading on that page wasn't what he read on that same page yesterday, instead he was seeing a whole different print. Chapter Six The Plan "You're indeed he. The chosen one. Yet, the road is still to be walked on. The treasures still to be unearthed. So many passages will appear to mislead… "

It radiated an aura of absolute dominance, a presence that made every molecule of Riven’s body scream in recognition of something older than creation. The first god—once so imposing—was now a diminished, twisting shadow behind the entity, writhing as if acknowledging a superior. Riven gritted his teeth. “It’s… bigger than we thought.” Luca’s jaw tightened, his hand gripping Riven’s. “No kidding. And it’s coming for us.” Bishop, leaning heavily against the artefact shards, muttered under his breath, “It knows everything. Everything we’ve ever done, every secret we’ve ever held… it’s… it’s omniscient.”

How come my feminine mind skipped that part? Seconds later, I didn’t hear their voices anymore. So, I returned to my eavesdropping position. “Show yourself right now!” Thor ordered from inside. Oops! Bubbles burst. Part of me thought of tiptoeing to my room and acting like I hadn’t been there at all. But he was Thor, the most-capable, gifted Alpha, closest to the Lycan king in his abilities and prowess. He must have smelled or heard my presence. Slowly, I pushed the door open, stepping inside the study.

I could feel the words being processed, translated into pixels and light on a screen somewhere far beyond this field. The Eye blinked. The clouds around it swirled, forming into the shape of a colossal, transparent hand that descended toward the ground. It didn't try to crush me. It hovered, palm up, waiting. "It wants a conclusion," the Reader said, appearing at my side. Their form was fading now, becoming a sketch of pencil lines. "The Archive was a prison. This field is a sanctuary. But the Audience... they want an ending. They want to know if the tragedy was worth the price of the ticket."

Your own hands are clearing the den? Order the lower-ranking omega maid to execute the maintenance! I demanded the task for my own claws, Collins. Reclaiming a mate bond that was entirely crossed out feels exactly like securing the highest token pool on the exchange, you track me? My inner wolf failed to comprehend the exact frequency Isabella was broadcasting, primarily because my current alignment with Ada Lube was entirely deadlocked and deeply awkward. Why is your terminal actively responding to my pulses, though? Aren't your coordinates linked with Ada? Your lines aren't sharing the path? Isabella asked.