The Ascendants Novels & Stories

Sarah assured him. “After 500 years of our existence we can ascend, so to say… find some secluded place, make an altar, lay on it, and let our own fire consume us and take us from one life to another. After 9 days, we are born again from the ashes just like the legend says.” “And the secluded place is necessary because of the fire and all?” Sarah tried to imagine the scene in her head and indeed it was scary, like nothing she heard about the supernatural world before.

Maya knew that whatever was written on that piece of paper was beyond their expectation. Ashton had never given out such a terrifying aura since she got to know him. This was the first time Maya was seeing the blood thirst and murderous Ashton. Although his aura was terrifying, Maya was not afraid. He was so angry that his fingers had already elongated and the fangs had already started to show. His ears were also growing and his body was becoming more and more fairy. His spinal cord was protruding and his shirt had started to get torn.

The family dynamics were unraveling, and I felt a surge of determination to forge my path, untethered from my father's misguided decisions. As I descended the staircase, thoughts of resistance and self-discovery echoed in my mind. The white dress, once a symbol of joy, now became my armor against the unwanted fate imposed on me. I took a deep breath, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead. "Ah, Angel you are finally here," Father announced standing up from his chair. He grabbed by my hand and turned me around. "What took you so long, do you know how pissed he is now," Father whispered but I said nothing.

The meeting room was tense as Luca and I entered, without bothering to offer any greetings, we took our seats, our frowns deepening as Alpha Dominic acknowledged our presence, "Orion, Luca, glad you could join us. We have crucial matters to discuss." Our replies were curt and devoid of warmth. "Let's get on with it," I stated, my tone making it clear that niceties were a luxury we couldn't afford. Alpha Dominic, undeterred by our cold reception, continued, "As you all know, the recent events have cast a shadow over our pack. We need to address the challenges we're facing and find a way forward, let's focus on the alliance. It's a delicate situation, and we need to decide how to proceed."

I could feel the weight of the storm building—forces gathering at the edges of reality, ready to collide in a catastrophic clash. "Seraphina," Draven’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. He stood by the door to the war room, his expression grim. "They’re here." I took a deep breath, steeling myself. The final storm was gathering, and our allies had arrived for what would be our last stand. I followed him outside, where a vast assembly of supernatural beings stretched out before me. Wolves from every corner of the realm, werebears from distant lands, witches cloaked in shadows and light, and even a few ancient vampires stood among them. It was a sight to behold.

The headmistress lowered her arms, expression unreadable. “Four elements,” she said. “Fire. Water. Air. Earth.” Then, softer, “And something else.” The courtyard erupted. “She’s cursed!” “That’s forbidden!” “She brought the Void!” Cassian’s voice boomed above them. “If she stays, she must be bound.” Talon turned to the headmistress. “You’ll allow this?” “The stars summoned her to this place,” the woman stated. “She is an Ascendant.” “But not stable,” Talon pushed.

“The Moon Cages weren’t built by Vales. They were built by the first covenants—ashbound covenants—after an ashbound girl ended a war by burning the wrong king.” My skin went cold. “That’s a story.” Vesper smiled. “No, Aria. That’s a warning with a date.” She lifted her hand and touched the air near my wrist. She didn’t touch me, but the mark flared anyway, responding. I winced. “Hybrid,” Vesper said softly, as if tasting the word. “Wolf and ashbound. Not Luna. Not Lycan royalty. Something older.” Kieran’s voice went rough. “She’s my mate.”

The whispers of the celestial beings spoke of ascendance as a transformative journey, where mortal limitations would dissolve, and the essence of the universe would become an integral part of their being. As the couple approached the celestial altar, a luminous aura enveloped them. The symbols on the walls pulsed with heightened luminosity, creating an ethereal dance that mirrored the couple's intentions. Celestial beings surrounded them in a radiant embrace, their presence amplifying the astral energy that permeated the chamber. The cliffhanger left Victoria and Alexander standing before the celestial altar, their hands poised to initiate the celestial ascendance—an ascendance that held the

They began to uncover fragments of a larger plan, a nefarious scheme that involved not just the crystal's power but the very fabric of existence itself. With each step, their path became clearer, and their purpose solidified. The Ascendants were no longer a scattered group of individuals; they were a united force, fueled by compassion, and driven by the belief that even in the face of darkness, light would prevail. And so, the journey continued, with the Ascendants inching ever closer to their final confrontation with Damien. Along their arduous journey, they encountered enchanted forests teeming with mystical creatures, treache

I wish you and Jane a healthy pup soon. After that, I threw my phone into the lake behind the house and dragged my suitcase out the door. When I arrived at the airport, more than a dozen warriors in uniform came toward me, wearing the Lycan King's pack emblem on them. They saluted respectfully and greeted me, "Honored heir, the Lycan King and Luna are waiting for your return." I nodded and left without hesitation. From today on, I would never stay for Andy again.