Solo Resurrection Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

With a low chant, I began to weave a dark spell around him, my hands moving in precise, intricate motions. Suddenly, everything went black. I opened my eyes, expecting to see the same darkness around me, but instead, I saw Zuku's eyes flicker open. He smiled at me, the expression ghastly on his decaying face. "Welcome back to earth, Zuku," I said, laughing as I stepped back from the grave. Zuku's resurrection was complete.

Watching. His eyes didn’t blink. Didn’t waver. I was naked. Wet. Flushed. Fingers still between my thighs. He stepped forward. And I couldn’t breathe. --- End of Chapter One

“Awakening.” --- As the sigil glows brighter, Alexander realizes Project Rebirth has only just begun and Elena’s awakening might not be something he can stop.

The darkness swallowed them whole. ☠️ End of Chapter 16

the voice that was no longer mine echoed through the cave, as the First Sovereign was consumed by the very light she had come to reclaim. (Watch out for Chapter 251) 💬 Add to library | Vote | Comment | Gifts

[Hecate] God no!! Fuck!! I mutter to myself as I ran up to the rooftop of the house. Please... God... No... Don't let Hestia leave me again... I prayed as I ran, fast as I ran ever before. I reach the rooftop, and I can already see the helicopter moving away from the house. "FUCK!!!!" I screamed. My body fell to the ground, as I broke down. Yesterday was so perfect, Then I felt a hand wrapping around me.

The particular book appears in front of him as HE gladly reads the title out loud. “Death Resurgence.” As the book opens and the series of the current events begin to flash and flood. HE giggles in HIS utmost amusement, as HE presented. “Well, well, well. Shall we learn the ropes of what lies within the Resurgence?” From the book that deliberately flips and presented the gist of the world that it brings, the words are written and said.

"My name is Elara Favour. And I am the 'Master Key' you lost. I am the signal you can't jam. And we are coming for your reservoir." Outside, across the campus, the lights in the hostels began to flicker and change from red back to a steady, calm white. The 'Priming Phase' was breaking. Julian slumped against the desk, his hand finding mine amidst the wires and the glass. He was bleeding from a cut on his forehead, but he was smiling. "Fifty chapters," he whispered, his thumb brushing my palm. "And we’re just getting started."

Dante had let me take it from the library. Opening it, the words appeared again as if they had been there all along: “The resurrection of your powers is coming. I hope you are prepared for it, Moonbound.” The words scribbled and vanished as soon as I finished reading them, as though they didn’t want anyone else to be able to read that part except me. Resurrection of my powers? I didn’t even know what powers I had to begin with. A few minutes later, I felt a strange sensation ghosting over my skin—soft at first, then sharper, as though the air itself had teeth. It crawled down my spine and settled low in my belly, a quiet ache that pulsed in time with the moon outside the window.