Pleiadian Agenda Novels & Stories

I knew I would have to eventually but for now I would prefer to lay low. Somebody had beaten me to my target, taken him out him out before. I could get there, I was not happy about it. I wanted to be the one that ended him, his death was supposed to be by my own hands. In this case the end did not justify the means. Xavier Anderson had been friends with my father for about a decade, it was him that had led him down the rabbit hole. Luring him with a promise of funds for his already collapsing hotel business.

Rhys’s POV The first light of dawn was merely a pale inconvenience against the weight of the Dynasty Descendants’ proposal. I hadn't slept, my mind locked in a ruthless analysis of the parchment Lyra had delivered. It held no specific, insulting trade terms, but rather an **agenda framework**—a structured proposal for formal dialogue regarding peaceful coexistence, border delineation, and a mutual regional economic agreement. The sheer organizational confidence displayed by this unnamed female ruler was, in itself, unsettling.