Romans & histoires Strangers Of Paradise Final Fantasy Origin

"Seriously? Hale, have you met me, like even one time? I know we're not super close, but I'm the furthest thing from a responsible parent, and quite honestly, I'm a spoiled brat. I've managed to completely alienate everyone in my life but you. I don't even have a job." His eyes closed as his lips touched mine, hesitantly at first, then with more confidence as he breathed assurance into me. When he broke the kiss, he tipped his forehead to mine, before he whispered, "You're going to be an amazing mother. Give yourself the chance to be good at something. It seems you've fulfilled every prophecy people laid in front of you. It's time to create your own destiny." He took a deep breath before con

Power radiated from them in waves that made the ground tremble slightly. Divine beasts. I knew it instantly. Their bloodlines were awakened, old and strong, carrying the weight of ancient lineages that humans could never touch. Aldric turned first, his body shifting into a defensive stance. Seraphiel followed a heartbeat later, a blade of condensed shadow forming in his palm. The tallest of the three strangers raised a hand. "Peace," he said, his voice resonant, layered with harmonics that suggested more than human vocal cords. "We are not your enemies. We have come for him."

Billions of human minds held their breath, waiting, listening into the dark. The Stranger turned back to look directly at Ava, then at Elias, before finally peeling back the final shroud of their history. "The original war wasn't fought over power," he revealed, his voice echoing across reality. "It wasn't about control. It wasn't even about the grand future of creation." Ava's heartbeat accelerated, a frantic drumming in her chest. A sudden, intuitive dread washed over her because she knew, instinctively, that the truth was about something much smaller—and infinitely more dangerous.

KENNA I woke up alone the next morning to bright sunlight glaring at me and my body tangled between the sheets. Memories of what I did last night came crashing down on me like a heavy wave. I had sex with a stranger. And not only that, but he didn't use protection. "What is wrong with me?" I asked myself in a murmur. I was incredibly careless last night. What if I got pregnant? No way, that couldn't happen. Not in a million years would it ever be possible for me to get pregnant from a one-night stand. I was just worried about nothing.

“We don’t need this outsider.” “As much as it pains me to admit it… we do.” My growl silences him instantly. “Strangers came into our territory and killed Gerald.” My fists clench at my sides. “Now we need the help of a stranger to destroy the monsters that shattered our peace.” The words taste bitter in my mouth. “We need the help of a stranger… to rebuild our defenses.” The room falls silent again. Scar’s eyes are on me, sharp, measuring, calculating. And for a brief moment, something flickers in them. Something eerily familiar. Something that makes the hairs on the back of my neck rise.

Lucifer is able to teleport so they'll be ok. For now, everything is peaceful. ******************THE END**************

The void receded, pushed back by the new balance. They landed softly on the ground in the center of the valley, surrounded by the survivors, the primal warriors, their friends. The crystal floated in the air above them, pulsing with light, and from it, four beams shot out, striking the four pillars of the Well of Origins in the distance. The pillars glowed bright, and a new barrier spread across the sky—one that included all four powers, strong and unbreakable.

I took Julian’s hand and squeezed it, hoping to get him to relax. Rafael was not our enemy, but a strong ally in a potentially dangerous situation. We had precious few allies as it was, and I didn’t want to ostracize what few we had. Trying to get this conversation back on track, I looked back at the table of findings. “Do you have any theories, brother? How could a package be delivered to a ghost town?” I asked. Rafael frowned. “The town must have been repopulated. The question is, who are the residents? Are they the displaced, having returned to their home now that the war with the north is long done? Or are these new people. Perhaps rogues.”

Chapter 17 Sofiah got one week off from her job and she decided to join Mazid for a polo tournament in Spain. She was sitting and staring blankly outside the window of the plane when there was a stranger with a face mask and a cap sat beside her. She realised he must be her seat partner along the journey. But then, she smelled and recognized a familiar cologne. She decided to turn around and eyed that stranger. She absolutely knew that stranger. “What are you doing here? Are you following me?” she asked while narrowing her eyes at that stranger.