The Ascendants Novels & Stories

"Born with these gifts, not infected with them. These Ascended are thieves, stealing power that doesn't belong to them. We must strike first or be destroyed." The second movement was somehow worse. The Ascension Church, founded by a charismatic pastor named John Redfield, claimed the transformation was divine intervention. The Rapture. God elevates humanity to its rightful place above all other creatures. "We have been chosen," Redfield preached to thousands of Ascended followers. "God has given us these gifts so that we may rule the Earth as was always intended. The age of monsters is over. The age of mankind begins now." Both movements were gaining followers by the hour. I stood in my comm

The moment we step in, I meet the cold gazes of brute men, drinking and shouting over loud cheers. The ceiling above us is high. The space is wide and empty, with cheap chairs and tables scattered around. It looks like a large, ancient cathedral, without an altar. Just tables and chairs. At the counter, my eyes meet Stefan, the giant. The very man who beat me to a pulp. “He the man?” Mark asks. “Yeah, he’s the one,” I reply, hatred brewing in my eyes. Then a voice comes from behind us, loud and hoarse, like that of a serpent.

“She asks for his pardon so that he may assist her on a ridiculous quest to find some kind of mythical creatures she believes killed our families.” “Mythical creatures?” Lucius grinned and steepled his fingers. “How interesting.” Once again, the Council huddled together, and Aurora wished her gifts extended to mind reading. When Lucius finally stepped forward her chest tightened. “We grant entry to the descendant Aurora and the hybrid vampire Gabriel,” he announced. “I would ask that the rest of this group go back to your home and do not return. We do not appreciate a scene being created on the grounds of our residence, especially one that seems to be unnecessary. Am I making myself clear ch

“I don’t understand?” “We are Ascendants. Your mate is an Ascendant. We are all connected. Whatever energy from your bond that her body couldn’t consume, came to the rest of us. We are stronger than ever. It happened when the two of you completed the bond but was in overdrive when it was consummated.” “What does that mean?” “You are connected to us.” “I assume you are here to see your father?” “Yes.” “This way.”

With this deal, we would have a global reach, crossing all seven seas. The only thing preventing this deal from going forward is the asshole himself Daniel Price. Daniel is the CEO of the Seven Seas empire. He knows the reputation of the Scorpions, and has been drawing this deal out longer than necessary. He feels as though he can control us. However, the Scorpions will never get backed into a corner like a scared mouse. Rather we're the lion that attacks. I'm done with being pushed around. It's about time that Daniel Price learns what happens to those that don't play by the Scorpion's rules.

XXV –Descent . . . Descent (noun): it can be an action of moving downward, dropping, or falling… or it could be a moral, a social or psychological decline into a specified undesirable state . . . PROSERPINA: Before she and Alastor can go shopping later–does this count as a date?–Proserpina had fully intended to leave the house not too far or for long seeing as she no longer felt that secure ever since they’ve been attacked there) when she returned to the shadows to rest.

Both Gwendolyn and Clara left the presence of the storm clan. As they approached another group, Clara asked, “This is all a bit too much to take in.” Gwendolyn smiled and replied, “I know, dear and frankly, I blame Evelyn. She should have prepared you better.” They reached the second group then and Clara had no more chance for questions. This group was wearing green tops on black trousers. The group looked up as Gwendolyn and Clara approached. Gwendolyn then said, “These are called the levitators. Apart from levitating objects, they can speak with their minds and can also use telekinesis. Your mentor for this group will be Yemen Todric. Yemen, see me in my office.” Yemen replied, “Yes, ma. I

The enclosed space both intimate and overwhelming, a mixture of emotions filling the air. As the elevator began to ascend, Samuel's grip on the railing tightened, his heart pounding in his chest. His mind raced with questions, doubts clouding his thoughts. Could they really trust this place, these people? Abigail's hand found Samuel's, her fingers intertwining with his in a gesture of comfort. She could sense his apprehension, and her touch was a reminder that they were in this together. The elevator came to a stop, the doors opening to reveal a luxurious hallway. Simon gestured for the group to follow him, his steps confident as he led them through the estate.

In the end, there were only five hybrids who were adults and could act as peers to Gideoni, Iris, and Fordin. Ajax is old enough but because of his relationship with Emmi who was held captive, Merethyl and King Yhendorn said he couldn’t be impartial. Tesha, Keagan, Kano, Valko, and myself were the ones who were selected to be the jury of their peers.

she whispered. “My father’s history,” Alessandro replied. “This isn’t a Villa. It’s a shrine.” They finally reached the old iron gate. Beyond it lay the outer gardens and the promise of freedom. Alessandro knelt down to unlock it. Adrianna turned to him, her eyes wide with hope cutting through her fear like the first light of dawn. Then, they heard the sound of boots approaching. Alessandro sprang to his feet, positioning himself in front of her. “Stay behind me,” he urged. The torches lining the tunnel flickered to life. From the shadows emerged Giovanni—not angry, not surprised, but grinning.