Path Of Ascension Novels & Stories

"No entrance for Penelope Hudson and witches." Staring at the familiar sign on the door, I cried tears of joy. Penelope Hudson was my name, and it was now written alongside the word "witch" as an insult. However, nobody knew how elated I was right now. That was because I was reborn and had returned to the day of my fiancé, Emil McLaren's, birthday. In everyone's opinion, I wasn't good enough for him. Whether it was my family background or appearance, I was a far cry from him.

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If she was the person waiting at the end of his path, if it all leads right back down to her, Alastor knew everything he had been through and anything else was going to be so worth it. Both were so lost with one another that they did not notice the brown earth slowly darkening around them, the green grass wilting beneath the heir of the underworld's body as the fire slowly died down from the rain. . . . “We are free to choose our paths, but we can’t choose the consequences that come with them.” –Sean Covey . . .

It was as if the storm had been the blessing he needed so much, bringing out what he needed most, her. “Alina doesn't yet know what she can do, what she can give us. But I do, and I will use her in whatever way is necessary. She will bring ascension for all of us, and finally, the healing we need." I looked at her with a fixed, determined gaze. Dila smiled wisely, as if she knew the future was finally aligning with her wishes. She didn't need to say anything else, because I understood what she meant. “Time always shows us the way. And now is your moment. But remember, alpha... the path to ascension is never simple.” - Dila pondered to me. I nodded with a cold smile. Nothing would stop me now

Amara pointed forward and said, "Let's go up from this side." Following the direction she pointed, Adrian saw a series of floating stairs appearing before his eyes. Adrian walked on the stairs and felt like he was stepping on a cloud. Amara explained, "These stairs are known as the Celestial Ascent Steps. Ascending them will lead you to both the peak of celestiality and the heavenly realm. This also counts as a trial. "Numerous participants can't reach the top, as they're daunted by both the fierce winds on the upper levels and the sheer height. However, every new member must ascend these stairs to demonstrate their determination and resolution in practicing celestial arts."

Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then the voice returned. Cold. Absolute. "ASCEND." The word hit like a command written into existence itself. Immediately— the remaining structures of the Bastion reformed. Not gently. Violently. Stone pathways reassembled in midair. Broken towers rotated into new positions. A final vertical path formed. A straight ascent into the broken sky. Then the Third Crown pulsed. Truth. The final path led directly to the Throne. Then Cassian moved first.

of "Amber-Gold." "The 'Ascension' is 'Paid-in-Full', Avery," Dominic whispered, his voice a "Low-Frequency-Vibration" of "Infinite-Peace." "The 'Debt' is 'Void.' The 'Spring' is 'Us'." But as the "Ascension" stabilized, a "New-Vibration" emerged from the "Eternal-Suture." It wasn't a "Signal" from the children. It was a "Call from the End of Time."

"It belongs to what comes after." We crossed the bridge, the air growing heavier with every step. And then the Gate opened. Ascension Inside, there were no walls. Just sky. And seven beams of light, each descending from above to illuminate a circle on the ground. In the center, a dais with a single phrase etched in every known language: To rise, you must lay down what anchors you. Each of us stepped into a circle. And one by one, the wind spoke. Dahlia’s Offering

Phillip’s POV I did not see Zac for the rest of the day as he went and sorted out the warehouse and men for me. I slowly walked around my house making a list of things I would need for when I had Charlotte back. I knew that she would not be as complacent this time and she would try to escape. I would need to make sure that I broke her spirt, a girl who feels like she has nothing to live for is more submissive. Since this has been our home and I had no reason to fear her leaving, I did not have any chains or rope to tie her up with. I would need to update the bed to have shackles and install a lock on the door. I would also need a long chain so that she could walk around the house without bee

Like a kind of intuition. -Wait, he turns left. -On the left? -Yes do it. -We'll take longer to arrive. -He says something confused. -You do it. Azael obeys, turning left and avoiding the stretch where we had the accident just a year ago. I sigh in relief not knowing why, but that strange feeling just goes away.