Omniscientreader Romane & Geschichten

“So you’re telling me that it’s possible to— what— shot fire out of their hands or— or have someone fly in the air. Don’t tell me people here can bend physics and even make a wall of earth from a flick of a wrist. Is that what you’re telling me? Because it doesn’t make sense.” Her voice rambling on, her emotions getting out of hand. “I don’t know why you acting so worked up about. Some people can do that, some can’t. It all depends if you're lucky enough to have a core that’s top tier. Our world has always been directed by the principle of Essence. I don’t get why you don’t know this.” Oma was now looking suspiciously at her. Realizing how she sounded, she reeled in her emotions and shook he

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… "

I looked at Adonis - I mean Ozymandius, who had his eyes shining golden. "Say that again." he whispered, while putting his hands in his hair, and looking at me with that intimidating gaze of him. "What?" I asked. "Nothing." he said, straightening his pose and becoming serious again. "Now we have some things to discuss."

He started with Alpha and gave a vivid description of how they are, oblivious that Harold's father was one and all things being normal, he was meant to be ascend the position next. When he was done talking on Alphas, he talked a little on the characteristics an Alpha's wife, a Luna, was meant to possess. When he was done, he spoke on the Betas and spent another fifteen minutes talking on Deltas. By the time he reached subtopic ‘Omega’, the class was almost entirely over. He then went on to talk on a wolf which they all possessed before the class came to an end. “What is it like being the pup of an Alpha?” Chloe asked as she and Harold walked out of the classroom.

"Ricky, come here." In front of me stood a very hot guy, he was tall, tan. Gorgeous hazel eyes. That body, his muscles were showing underneath that horrible jumpsuit. He had a beard; I love a handsome man with a beard. His lips were so plump. Is it bad that I want to feel those lips on mine? He is the definition of sex on legs. "Ricky, this is Chantelle Black. You will be in charge of her." "Papá, esta chica es una princesa, no va durar un dia aqui." -Dad, this girl is a princess, she won't last a day here-

I straightened up in shock. That was a name I was familiar with. Every Alpha's daughter I'd ever met, all arranged by my father to potentially find my Luna, would sing their praises about the woman, their eyes glowing with adoration as they recounted the mystifying things this woman would say. But I was dumbfounded. Orenda Gorre—better known as the Omniscient Orenda Gorre—was a psychic. Just how was a psychic supposed to help us?

Within the battleground, James could sense the accumulation of this uncanny energy, which dissipated in one second and merged with heaven and earth in the next. Upon hearing the powerful figures muttering in the distance, James murmured, “What is the Omniscience Path? Is it really that awesome?”

Then suddenly, I remembered something. “You said that we met in the past life.” “Yes, it’s true.” “So, what is your name now?” “Anna Warren. I’m the Omega of your pack.” “Hmm … I wonder ….” “What?” Her eyebrows raised. “You don’t have my marking either. But I had seen a vision; we had marked each other.” Then I added, “I have a theory that may be because you are in another body—in Anna Warren’s body, not yours. So, the marking isn’t there. Also, you were still a virgin.”

“Hear me out first.” When Soyet merely pursed his lips, Laura rubbed her forefinger and thumb, trying to compose her thoughts as fast as she could. “I remember you saying you’re an omniscient existence. By definition, it reflects a being who knows everything, so it follows that you—” “Get to the point,” he snapped, making her wince.

When she took her hand off, she saw a drop of red ink which started to form into words and she read, “The body is made mortal but there is an immortal body. If triggered, the inner body is quickened. The Chosen One shall make atonement on the land of ashes.” She looked at Mr. Evans and said, “I can’t seem to understand it clearly. Can you help out?” She was expecting him to talk or at least move but he did none of that and Hazel sensed a thing. “Don’t tell me what I am thinking is true, no?” Mr. Evans heaved and blinked. “My vision has not been activated yet. I can’t see anything,” he said. “Then how did you know that the pages has words in it?” she asked with a look of doubt.