The Last Olympian Chapters Novels & Stories

Greetings my lovely authors, This is the continuation of the book 'THE LAST ALPHA' which will be updated with the sequel 'THE LAST ALPHA : WAR OF FANGS'. I hope you will support my story just like the prequel. Thank you Zia Prologue The burnt orange sun was set below the horizon, and it’s the shadows that casted upon the town of human beings. The clustered clouds were scattered to the end of the sky, where the sun was burning with its last light. Twinkling stars which were supposed to fill the night, were scared to show up in the dusk.

He deliberately turned his shoulder to my position, continuing his telepathic exchange with the tech-barons of the sector. I hesitated, the old weight of my failures pressing against my lungs, and chose not to approach his circle. Instead, I wandered the vast iron pavilion. The gathering was immense, drawing the most formidable Alphas and innovators from every sovereign territory. Orion Greyclaw, the youngest rising star in Lunarcore Innovation, was basked in the full glory of the spotlight. Despite everything, my inner wolf felt a genuine swell of pride for him. After half an hour, the silver-rot in my bones began to take its toll, my stamina flagging far faster than it ever had in my youth

Richard Holloway, still chained to the chair, laughed weakly. "You always did love dramatic entrances." Edward ignored him. Instead, he pressed a small button hidden beneath the table. The floor beneath the chamber trembled. Everyone instinctively grabbed onto something for balance. "What now?" Noah shouted. Oliver's face turned pale. "I know this mechanism." Emma looked at him. "What is it?" Oliver swallowed hard. "The chamber..." "...is descending." Emma frowned. "Descending where?" Edward answered for him. "To the lowest level of Black Reef." "Somewhere no satellite can find."

I did not reply to Dylan Nelson’s attempt to soothe me. I only took the screenshot of the diamond ring recipient change alert, then moved it to my hidden album. The diamond ring had been advertised as a once-in-a-lifetime purchase. When Dylan first bought it, his eyes had been filled with tears as he said, “Jenna, this is the one and only ring I’ll ever buy.” Two hours ago, Bianca had replaced me as its recipient. As I sat alone at the tiny table in our rented apartment, I stared at the confirmation for my spa manicure appointment.

PLEASE SKIP THIS CHAPTER, IF YOUR SENSITIVE PLEASE. OLIVIA JUNE Upon entering my dorm room, I felt a wave of relief wash over me as I realized Jessica was absent, likely at her first class of the day. I settled onto my bed and took out my phone. Before diving into the chaos of the group chat, I decided to reach out to my mother to reassure her that I was doing fine. Yesterday had been a whirlwind, leaving me no opportunity to return her calls.

This alerted the other Werewolf Hunters and they came to his rescue. "He was. We were here. He bit me" Jason stammered, trying to get on his feet. "Jason, stay back!"you're bitten!" Their leader said. "Just stay here, we'll take you to the lab when we're done. Okay?" He said and Jason nodded." "Stephanie, stay here with him" their leader said, returning back to the Chambers. That time, the whole Pack was burned to ashes. Their bodies could not be seen. "It's done..." one of them said and they all smiled.

We have around 40 or 50 chapters left for book 2 to be completed. Thank you for sticking with me and the gang. I LOVE YOU ALL.

This journey for Ireland and Oliver is over. Thank you all for your support and love. Below is the first chapter of my book Living With His Mark. This will be Olivia's story. I hope you all enjoy! I will not mark this book as complete until all editing is complete. Chapter One- (Olivia POV)

The lowest chamber, the Death Chamber presents that it is closer for the soul in travelling to Hell. Niko rested for over a month and he was not involved in any missions that's why he wondered why would the Death Chamber call for him. He got goosebumps. Niko was even remembering the master's action the last days he was here. As soon as he reached the last ground, he settled his emotions and proceed. There he opened the door. It was full of blood. It is not fresh. It looks like from years that stayed in that place. As he walk forward. He could recognize Cryp sipping his tobacco. He was terrified to look at Jacob being chained from head to his toes.

Dear readers, I would like to send my heartfelt thanks to you for reaching up to this part. As a new writer, I would admit that I am not yet writing things perfectly. In this matter, I would like to hear what you think about the previous chapters. Can I get a comment from you? I would love to read it in the comment section. Likewise, give the previous or the next chapter a gem if you think it deserves it ☺ Thanks in advance! I hope you continue reading and supporting The Last Immortal. Happy reading and have a good day! ❤❤❤