Soa Sequel Novels & Stories

The eighteen-year-old Silas dissolved into a cloud of grey static, and the white sky over the dais began to turn a bruised, violet-gold purple. The "Flashback Sequence" didn't end. It "Merged" with the present. Silas stood in the ruins of the keep, but the eighteen-year-old Lyra—the scentless, broken version of his mate—was still standing on the floor beside the Sovereign Lyra. "Two Sovereigns," the thousand-voice chorus whispered. "One for the 'Redemption', and one for the 'Sequel'."

So the lead my mother used to poison me was sold by this omega? I frown. “And then?” “She disappeared for a while. No contact. Nothing. Until three days ago…” The words hit me like a punch to the chest. Three days ago. Two days before our mating Ceremony, they had been on the move, and I had been oblivious. My muscles go taut, heart thudding. “What happened three days ago?” “She came for me in person,” the omega breathes. “Selene. She said she had a job. An inside job. Big pay. I was desperate, so I listened.”

[HOST DETECTED: JAY VENTURI / CROWN PRINCE JAYVYN AURELIUS] [SOUL FUSION COMPLETE] [WELCOME, SOVEREIGN] Jay stared at the floating words. A video game interface. Perfect. My dying brain is giving me a video game interface. [ANALYZING HOST SITUATION...] [DANGER LEVEL: CRITICAL] [CURRENT THREAT: LADY SERA AURELIUS - MURDER ATTEMPT] [REPUTATION: TRASH OMEGA (PALACE-WIDE)] [SURVIVAL PROBABILITY: 12%] [RECOMMENDATION: NEUTRALIZE IMMEDIATE THREAT]

I am aware that he was laughing out of irritation rather than joy of the story. “So she killed my subordinates, that's why I didn't even see them.” Lycan took his goblet, I saw his eyes turning red. “I was amazed by that woman, and I know that a lot of Alpha tonight will do everything to pursue her.” “Not my son, Amoux is destined for Anaya.” “Lycan, are you sure about that? It seems that your successor had a relationship with that Omega.” “I am sure of it.” “If that Omega will have a relationship with my son, I won't think twice to kill her as what her parent's happened.” The Lycan added. Damon and I stopped after hearing what the Lycan said. I was nervous to think what he will gonna say.

But fortunately, The Guardians of The Celestial Universe managed to seal them even at the expense of lives. However, they were made to tremble at the final words of the leader of the demon race before it was sealed. "You will be sorry for opposing my demon race! Hundreds or thousands of years later, we will rise again! One more thing, we're just a handful of an entire army of demon races from The Arch Demon Universe! Hahahah... Your universe is about to be destroyed and consumed by my demon race!" *****

but my body failed me. Completely. My legs felt invisible under me as dizziness slammed into my head. My vision blurred instantly. “No…” I whispered, trying to steady myself. Vivianne’s mocking laughter came, distant but clear. Then she said “Now, be a good girl and sleep quietly,” she said sweetly. “We’ll be outside discussing your final arrangements.” Final. Arrangements? Death? I forced my head up to see her wave at me smiling. Then linked her arm with Adrian’s.

A love never forgotten’. SEQUEL TO THE ALPHA’S SWAPPED BRIDE. THE LOVE STORY OF STEPHANIE AND MATHEW WITH A LITTLE ADITION TO THEIR FAMILY, A SWEET BABY GIRL. THE JOURNEY OF ENZO AFTER THE DEATH OF SHANE. COMING SOON!!!!

Finish Minnie, smirking. "But nice try though," Johan smirked. "Good job," says a voice that clearly is from a voice changer. We all look back to the television, the screen is now purple. "You may enter, liberos meos." I smile proudly, watching the wall behind the desk slowly opens to a tunnel. Still smiling, I enter the tunnel behind Kelly and Britt. I was so proud of myself after taking down Hade, that I didn't notice Scout was tense ever since La Reu spoke.

Enough to seed doubt. “Elena,” Aria whispered, staring at the screen. “They’re learning.” “Yes,” Elena said. “And they’re not amateurs.” Damian’s jaw clenched. “This isn’t The Continuum.” “Then who?” Aria asked. Elena hesitated. “Someone building after you. Studying every move. Every restraint.” A successor ideology. Born from her fire. Later, alone, Damian finally spoke the fear he’d buried. “If this gets worse,” he said quietly, “they won’t come for your work.”

icon. ​"The 'Crossover' has failed to yield optimal engagement," she announced, her voice echoing from the sky itself. "Therefore, we are initiating the 'Sequel-Bait' Protocol. The 'Davis-Lead' assets will be separated. The infant will be moved to the 'Young Adult' Sector, and the Lead-Asset Nora will be relegated to the 'Antagonist' Role for the next ten volumes." ​"No!" Nora screamed, but the "Genre-Wall" wasn't a wall anymore—it was a Tractor-Beam of Light.