Rise Of The Fallen Novels & Stories

Camillia and Marco ended up dying in an accident. It was suspected to be a revenge killing. When the news popped up on my screen, I was rushing to complete my thesis in the library. The comment section went into a frenzy. [An accident? Please. Camillia is the Colene family’s spy! That child is Marco’s! The Don despises traitors, so he took them both out himself!] I stared at the screen, and my fingers trembled. This was not how it happened in my memory.

The rift was opening behind him—jagged and pulsing, spilling light and shadow into the sky. “You’re killing them!” she shouted. “I’m freeing them,” Caden snarled. “This world betrayed us. The spirits betrayed us. Why should we kneel to their judgment?” “You weren’t meant to kneel,” Selene cried. “You were meant to rise. But not like this!” He raised his arms—and the altar shattered. A massive pulse surged outward, knocking everyone back. Rowan hit the base of a tree and slid down, groaning. Vera rolled to her feet, bloodied but still moving.

And as I raised my hand, the Resonance of the Cradle beginning to shatter the glass pillars around us, I realized that some structures have to fall so that others can rise. The battle for Maya—and the world—had finally begun.

Whilst i’ll tell them avout our departure. Kasumi gave nod and then leaving with the others and i’m going toward the prince to tell him about our departure. His expression is priceless when he saw me changed myself. I then flapped my wing and go after the others. On the dream we had before, the people from outside world that is us, are called Fallen by the people of this world. Because We are truth to our own desire untill we fall to depravity. I’ll made my dream became true on this fucked reincarnation setting. After i’m do e with the main mission. Destroying ‘that’ person.

I didn't have a room. "Skylar!" Hearing his voice had my heart racing with fear, I walked down the stairs to meet him in the hallway. There was a door under the stairs, probably to the basement which is where they made me sleep last time. My step-father stood there with the door open. Suddenly he shoved me and I slipped, falling down each step. Rolo barked and growled at him, earning a kick for himself before he too got locked in the basement with me. I swear I heard him lock it with a key. There were three lights down here, they were fairly dim, the floor had been carpeted thankfully, a single mattress lay in one corner of the room no bedframe, a dog bed next to it with the dogs food and wa

Renriel did not care about the answer he would receive and much less about how it would unfold -all he wanted at that time was to see how far Kalias and Aynur would go, to see the fallen become a king again and maybe show himself that it was possible. A fallen king could always return to his throne. ☽ ━━━━━━━━ ❍ ━━━━━━━━ ☾

He has given up getting me to walk faster, and I trudge slowly, following his lead, gripping the life-saver and I whisper to myself that I am strong and will make it to Imperator Seth’s estate. I was born strong, my very name, Dawn, meant to strike fear into the hearts of men. I became brave, realizing that I had seen something that none at the palace had gazed upon; daylight. The closest they would ever get would be whispering my name that demands respect. I smile at the thought of this Just Ray stops, interrupting my plans for dominating the court once I arrive. I bumped into him and we’re at the edge of the forest, which for him is the edge of the world. I pity Just Ray, the skinny, filth

"A being that was once connected to The Balance but chose corruption. Its presence here means Richard's plan is even more advanced than we feared." The Fallen smiled, an expression that suggested terrible things. "Richard Grayson sends his regards. And his promise: before this is finished, resurrection itself will bow to his will. The Balance will fall, and from its ashes, he will build something new. Something better. Something that serves human ambition rather than cosmic justice." "Over our dead bodies," Damian said, moving into combat stance. "That," the Fallen replied, "is precisely the plan." And as enhanced soldiers attacked from all directions and the Fallen's corrupted power filled

The foundry was a magnet, and Kael was the iron. "Don't listen to it!" Julian screamed, lunging forward to grab Kael’s arm. But it was too late. The floor beneath them fell away, a massive, orchestrated collapse triggered by the Council’s hidden mechanisms. As they plummeted into the dark, Julian caught a glimpse of Vane’s face—not a face of a man about to die, but the face of a man who had gotten exactly what he wanted.

The crack beneath the Keep widened violently. Stone shattered apart as silver-black resonance erupted upward like a storm breaking through the earth itself. The entire chamber tilted. Several wolves lost footing immediately. And from the darkness below— something moved. Slowly. Deliberately. Not the prison guardian. Not corrupted wolves. Something far older. The First King was rising. Across Nightfall, every awakened wolf felt it instantly. Some collapsed screaming. Others partially shifted uncontrollably as ancient resonance flooded through the territory like poison spreading through blood.