Strange Web Remnant 2 Novels & Stories

she replied, with a touch of bitterness. “Of course, but Kalti cannot tell her, cannot trust her, because the woman is a stranger in your world. She will never allow herself to believe in spirits. The elevator doors opened and the two stepped out. “So,” Damien continued. —All these things generate a great conflict, but there was a lack of something. "And have you figured out what it is yet?" “Auh. ’ They walked across the hall and out into the sunshine. “Sunscreen for you. - Your

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Carla froze for a moment, then quickly rushed downstairs to open the door. As expected, an elderly man with a refined aura stood outside, slowly shaking his head with a sigh. Carla stared at him in shock. The fortune teller walked inside and said, "Give me the straw." Amanda quickly handed it over. He took one look and said calmly, "The soul belonging to the long straw is no longer in that body. He may be dead, or he may be asleep. Either way, he is gone."

" Malakai smirked when he thought of the answer. "We're ghosts baby." Malakai responded and Eden wanted to laugh, but she was so confused at the same time. "Huh? The fuck do you mean?" Eden said and looked up to see a mischievous glint in her boyfriend's eyes. "I have someone, a hacker, his name is Rhys. He'd remove everyone's DNA, their information and everything there is about them off the systems of the world. When you joined the agency, he did the same. In short, we don't exist little one." Malakai said and Eden's eyes widened. She never knew the extent to which Malakai could go.

There was a room available, so I rented it. The innkeeper, Archie Duncan, was friendly. In the evening, while we sat around the fire, he entertained the guests with strange stories about Doom Canyon. Doom Canyon was also known as Ravenspire Canyon. The locals of Maranigan referred to it as the "Gateway of Reincarnation." But guides never dared take anyone inside. Archie asked, "Did you come alone?" I shook my head. "With my wife." "But I don't see her," Archie said, confused.

“Hmm, you’re right. Thank you and sorry again for doubting you earlier” Almothean smiled at him “No problem” --- After talking to Almothean for a couple of minutes, Blaine said his goodbye and returned to his room. He’s still thinking of who might be the Phantom Night. In the first place, he didn’t have many friends and Jake was the only one bestfriend that he got so he couldn’t think of anyone. Almothean said that it was all Jake’s speculation but he’s also feeling weird about it. It’s not a problem if it’s just one person. He will also think it as a coincidence but there are two victims.

The ground cracked beneath the weight of unseen power. Riven steadied himself beside me, shouting over the chaos, "It’s drawn to you!" I knew. Gods, I knew. Because this was no spirit. No rogue. No god either. It was something left behind when divinity died. A remnant. "Get them back to the ruins!" I shouted. Cassian grabbed two of the younger wolves and dragged them toward the clearing. Dareth took the flank, teeth bared, ready to fight what he couldn’t see.

Here, the ground was a mosaic of a vast, intricate tree, its branches spreading out to touch every pillar but the tiles were cracked and many were missing, leaving blank, grey patches. “This is the World Tree,” the Remnant said. “A map of all connected stories, it is broken.” “How do we fix a library with no books?” Ronan asked, his practical nature frustrated by the emptiness. “The books are not gone,” the Remnant said. “They are sleeping, their voices are silent, you must wake them.” He pointed to one of the grey patches on the mosaic. “Start there.” Liora approached the patch, which was about the size of a dinner plate, a hole in the trunk of the tree. She knelt and placed her hand on it,

Two Triple J’s at the same time… This had to be a prank. Rebecca turned back to her with a confused face. “You see it too?” she asked in a whisper. Aria nodded nervously. “Yeah, something isn’t right.” She muttered. To be continued!!

“That’s a crawler. Those things are lethal.” The men closed in on the creature, trapping it with a metal basin. Rem slid his sword under its body and chopped it cleanly in half before kicking the pieces toward the basin. He then turned to me; his face was pale with anger, though it wasn’t directed at me, it still made me flinch. “This wasn’t an accident,” Rem said, shaking his head and trying to calm himself down. “No,” I whispered. “Someone put it there. There’s no way that I just stumbled into these chambers.”