Sylvara's Rebirth: A New Dawn For Abel Romane & Geschichten

"The apocalypse. The zombies. The rebirth. It's the same story over and over." "I know," Harrison rubbed his face, looking suddenly exhausted. "I thought she would snap out of it, but she's getting worse." "I'm not getting worse!" Violet took a step toward them, desperation clawing at her chest. "I'm trying to save your lives! In my last life, you both—" She stopped herself just in time. She couldn't tell them. Couldn't tell Harrison that he and Alicia had murdered her, that they had thrown her down the balcony, locked her out and left her to die.

In Zayn’s eyes, Revitalizol was already an extraordinary medicine that helped Lil Hyde recover within a short period of time after sustaining lethal injuries. On the other hand, Lil Hyde was telling him that there was another more precious item in 897, whose value far surpassed Revitalizol. It was hard for him not to be interested.

I now knew she was truly a god, just as Dinah and Ephraim had said all along. "We need to pray to Abel Wey to get his ass here," I finally said to her. Abel was like Ellis. A mortal with god essence. He could probably do the same things as Ellis, and besides, I knew he would do anything to rescue Dinah. She was his as Ellis was mine. If the issue with Apophis and Luna isn't resolved, Dinah and Ephriam would remain trapped. It was time to reach out to him so he could join forces with Ellis and solve the problem quickly before it got out of hand. I did not want Ellis's vision to come to pass. I doubted if the world would recover from it.

I immediately lowered my gaze and tried to keep my fluttering heartbeat in check while Freya danced on at being close to him. "Good morning, Alpha," I greeted. "Good morning, Beta." As usual, Marcel ignored me completely, but I felt his gaze drift to my stomach for half a second—and suddenly, the baby kicked so hard my head snapped up and our gaze locked. "Good morning, Elara," it was Beta Bruce that spoke. "Are you alright? You look quite pale." Marcel looked like he wanted to take a step back to avoid being covered in my vomit should it happen again like that night in my cell.

The moonlight poured gently into the stone chamber of Ravenshade Manor, washing the room in silver. Lysandra stood by the mirror, her reflection still unfamiliar—no longer just the woman she once was, but something far older and stronger. Selene, the first daughter of Vellaria, had returned. Her palm rested lightly over her abdomen. The heartbeat within was faint but steady, thudding with a rhythm that was entirely new—yet deeply ancient. A miracle, born from a love she could no longer claim, tied to a man she could no longer name.

My throat isn't producing any sound and my brain isn't thinking straight. I noticed I was losing consciousness again, it has become normal now, it has become my escape from pain but I want to be awake now. I blink rapidly trying to fight the darkness but it consumes me like it always does. I hope I see him again when I wake again. ~ Abel's POV That night over three months ago on the night of the Alpha's daughter's birthday, I waited for my ankle to heal after jumping down her window in a rush before returning to where I always spend the night.

That knowledge lived between us like an open wound that never healed. It's been eleven years.. Yet he held his shoulder high like a man with no sin. I didn’t need him to confess. I needed him to suffer. Then there was her. Sylvara. She was never part of my plans at first. Small. Quiet. Always standing half a step behind Aedric, like she was afraid the world would swallow her whole if she wasn’t touching him. An unshifted omega. Weak, they whispered. Useless, they said.

Did something happen to him? At Natalie's question, Abigail replied, "Nothing!" "..." "He started transferring a lot of things to Irwin's side after returning from Yuloria." He started transferring things to Irwin's side upon returning from Yuloria? So, what was the deal they struck? Natalie said, "I have something to do. I'm hanging up now." Undoubtedly, she didn't want to hear about these things! They were all in the past, and she didn't want to dwell on them.

Watching Abigail struggle with her thoughts, Marc exclaimed, "Time passes quickly, in the blink of an eye, ten days have already gone by, and in another blink of an eye, ten years have passed." Abigail's head was buzzing, and there were only ten days left when Gilberto ran away. She widened her eyes and said, "I said it, I said it! I want to become a Tainted Witness! But can you help me deliver the prescription to the research institute?" Marc nodded solemnly, "Of course." *** Suburban villa. Gilberto entered the room with a gloomy expression and opened the cage to walk in and pick up Zoey, who was lying on the bed.

“The truth.” Vera stepped closer close enough that Elena could see the faint, unnatural shimmer beneath her skin, as though light bent around her. “Elena… you still don’t understand what Project Rebirth really is.” Elena lifted her chin. “Then explain it.” Vera exhaled a laugh light, chilling, dismissive. “You think you came back ten years for no reason? That rebirth was some cosmic stroke of luck? A miracle?” Elena’s pulse stuttered. “I don’t believe in miracles.”