The Ascendants Mga Nobela at Kwento

Well, I'm going to stop you right there. What if I told you, that the only reason my father kept me alive and raised me was to further his "purpose in this world?" Now you might be asking: "What do you mean by that, Prudence?" Well, you see, I'm a young female witch. And unfortunately, we're rare these days. Like, extremely rare. As in, I'm the only one who had been born in the last thirty years. And there's this prophecy that my father's people, a group of hags and cranks called the Synod of Ancyra, think that the child I'm going to give birth to someday is going to be the only way to save our race and give them back the power we once held.

I woke up to the sun coming through the curtains and the birds chirping by the window. I looked down at Tess she was sleeping soundly her head on my chest. I picked up my phone to check the time 7:00 AM, I have to get up and get ready. My chosen mate will be at my Uncle's house at 9:00 AM. Feeling guilty I don't know how I'm going to explain this to her or to my family. Once her brother Damien finds out what happened we'll go at it. That's one fight I'm not looking forward to. Damien is born Alpha, with a temper like a tornado. Tess and Kendra are Alpha females, their parents were the Alpha and Luna of their pack high in the Carpathian Mountains. They came to our pack seeking refuge after th

“The Underworld had the lowest entry requirement, you just need to be a soul, but then all memories you gain in that place will be forgotten once you leave. It’s like a boy scout’s mantra, what you see, what you hear, when you leave, leave them here.” “As for the Skyworld, it’s a littler different. Mortals have to be ascended ones before getting the qualifications to enter that world. These ascended ones called Anitos are deities that can walk and reign in the mortal world, but once they are up above, they have to bow down to the actual authorities of that place.” “The Skyworld is several times vaster than the Underworld and might even be bigger than the Mortal World and its galaxies combine

They locked with mine. A slow, wicked smile curled his lips, he didn’t look away. Not even when Nikolai appeared at the top of the stairs, looking calm. Cassian tilted his head toward me, voice smooth and tempting. “Well, well… the famous Katherine Ashford. The werewolf who made my brother mark a queen.” He took one step closer. “I’ve come a long way to meet you, little Luna.” he said and I folded my arms against my chest. “I'm not little.” I snapped and he seemed surprised. His gaze raked over me.

"What the hell? Why is she dumping ashes here? Is she crazy?" "Hey, security! What are you waiting for? Get her out of here before she causes more trouble!" "Did it get on me? If anything bad happens to me because of this, I'm suing!" A chorus of angry shouts filled the air. Just as things were about to get out of hand, the nurse jumped in. "You're disrespecting the deceased! Pick up those ashes with both hands right now! You need to get on your knees and grovel to calm the spirit's anger. Don't bring misfortune on innocent people nearby."

Eli’s Ascendant grew larger, growing arms and head and wings. Arth’s eyes widened amidst the bright light in front of him. He glimpsed a white horse with wide wings. Chills hit his entire body. So this … is the true form of an Ascendant. Elicantris had explained to him that Ascendants were the first beings that existed after the Age of the Empyreal Gods. Their means of passing over their power was through reincarnation to keep their purpose of protecting all life against evil. They had the freedom to choose whom they could be reborn into … whom they could grow old with. Elicantris also said that in every reincarnation of Ascendants, they would lose all their memories about themselves and the

one of the office help called out to us. "Yes," I answered in a professional tone. "I have been informed earlier about the appointment you had with Mr. David. Let me guide you to his cabin," he said and we followed him. We took an elevator to the 13th floor and took a right to his cabin, where the man finally left us. As much as we were soaking in all the modern furniture and interiors we were all nervous. I knocked on the door and waited for a reply. We all entered when we were asked to join in.

"Elara? Can you hear me?" The voice came from a small speaker in the wall. It was Vivian Vance—my mother. "I can hear you, Investor," I rasped, the violet root in my chest tightening like a noose. "Don't be dramatic, darling," Vivian said, her voice smooth and maternal. "You’re making history. The 'Ascension' is starting. In three hours, the Vance Global Initiative will move the 'Selected'—the top 1% of the True Real—into a new dimension. A world where there is no decay, no debt, and no death. And it’s all powered by your King."

Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then the voice returned. Cold. Absolute. "ASCEND." The word hit like a command written into existence itself. Immediately— the remaining structures of the Bastion reformed. Not gently. Violently. Stone pathways reassembled in midair. Broken towers rotated into new positions. A final vertical path formed. A straight ascent into the broken sky. Then the Third Crown pulsed. Truth. The final path led directly to the Throne. Then Cassian moved first.

"To be honest, I was a bit surprised when I heard that Ji Anling was sold by Bandore but what astounded me the most was Johnny, the second prince of S country was useless at some point. Yet the way Ji Anling was taken away was something that intrigued me the most" The way she spoke resembled the mastermind of a movie who is revealed after the defeat of the final boss walking away smirking evilly. Not only was her manner of speaking suspecting but her posture and attire were also fitting. Donned in black jeans, a white shirt with a black riders jacket over her shoulder and a pair of black sunglasses in her waist-long hair, which spread over her back, her left leg placed over her right leg she