The Fall Of Icarus Book Novels & Stories

"Kyaah!" To my great surprise and shock, I stumbled backward, my foot losing its balance, causing me to lose my footing. I ended up sitting clumsily on the floor, and the three heavy books I was carrying slipped from my grasp, scattering across the floorboards with loud thuds that echoed through the empty corridor. "You okay there?" I shifted my gaze upward towards the person standing over me the moment I heard that familiar, calm voice. Of course. It was Eros.

She began programming the second iteration of Icarus something she called [Nemesis Protocol]. If Icarus was the wings to fly, then Nemesis was the sword to strike. The real war had only just begun. END OF CHAPTER 25..

As Aiden fell into the emptiness, the light from the crystal vanished along with him, and his heart leaped into his throat. As he gazed at the vacant area where Aiden had been standing, Lucian froze, gasping for air. With his hands clenched, he mumbled, "Damn it." The Journey of Iris Iris's fall ended abruptly, and she gasped. The contact sent a shockwave through her body as she hit solid ground. Pushing herself up, she brought her surroundings into sharp focus. The foggy plane was gone from her. The ground underneath her gleamed dimly, carved with the same patterns that decorated her wrists, and the air was heavy with an unearthly force.

Falling, Not through space, But through memory, Liora plummeted, weightless and burning, as the god’s voice thundered around her. Time dissolved. Her flame dimmed. Her mind blurred, This wasn’t death, It was unmaking. She landed hard, But not on stone or soil, She fell into herself A cavernous realm lit by blood-colored stars, veins of fire curling through impossible skies, She stood in the Ash Crown’s heart. The god itself pulsed in the distance, immense, sprawling, unformed.

Kiara was crying uncontrollably and there was a mask of fear on her face, she was no longer moving or fighting back. She had given up… just like she gave up that day; silently drowning her sufferings in her muffled cries. Icarus was horrified by what he saw, he was standing there without a movement until his eyes fell on his own reflection. He had seen himself several times in the mirror but the person he was seeing right now was unrecognisable. He could not see himself in that man's eyes but someone disgusting. Icarus immediately let go of her and stepped back, making the girl drop to the floor, sobbing. He looked at his hands which had her clutched right now, they started to tremble when h

AILANI’S POV. “What the fuck are you doing in here?” I spinned around sharply bumping into a shelf, the wood shaking and threatening to fall over. I closed my eyes prepared for the impact. The sound of old books and the smell of the dust that covered them invaded my senses. A few moments passed after not feeling the impact so I opened my eyes. They widened from what they were witnessing. The wood hanging above our heads had splintered into two sharp ends and one of them pierced Enzo in his right arm, just below his elbow. Blood gushing out from the assaulted area.

Then he suddenly dropped his weapon, trembling as he bowed down to the ground, and the others followed. “Our goddess, please forgive our rudeness. We were fools; we couldn't recognize you. My name is Icarus, the Alpha of the Winged Horse Tribe,” he pleaded. “Recognize my foot! You just called me an 'ill-fated goddess',” I mumbled. Macan laughed hysterically while the others looked confused at my remark. “Please forgive me, my dear goddess. I was a fool,” he shouted as he kowtowed on the ground a few times.

Chapter 38 Abby couldn’t move. The girl standing in front of her looked like a ghost from Edward’s past. A living memory. Her curly hair was soaked, her cheeks pink from the rain, but her eyes… those eyes looked just like Edward’s. The girl—Ivy—hugged herself and took a shaky breath. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I didn’t know where else to go.” Abby stepped aside without a word. Ivy walked in slowly. Careful. Like the floor might break under her feet.