The Recluce Saga Novels & Stories

Through her IAC, Eliza could see the situation shifting outside. Andor was proud of himself, his head tilted up at the sky as he laughed, Sylvester’s ashes raining through is fingertips, and two more newbies were going down at the hands of Sergio and Mila, but around them, those shadows Eliza had found suspect earlier began to move. It was difficult to focus on what was happening in the yard and still pursue the bloodsucker in front of her, but it seemed her team was about to have company.

Dad said low, almost gently. I forced myself to focus. I slammed my claws into another warrior, blinding him, leaving him writhing on the ground. In the distance, I saw William—brave, relentless William—facing off with Alpha Reynold himself. Reynold lunged at him in full wolf form. This was turning into a horror show. … Blood slicked my skin like a second layer. I didn’t know how long I’d been fighting—minutes? Hours? It felt like forever.

After a brief pause, I still refused outright. "They don't deserve it." The bloody path I fought through in my last life was something Mona should walk herself this time. Jonah smiled faintly. "You and your sister really are different." With that, he went upstairs. Watching his back, a dead memory stirred. In the flames, I seemed to see that same figure running toward me. Or was that just a hallucination before death? Early the next morning, I received a notification that a large sum of money had been transferred out of my bank account.

Shadows twisted around me, whispering secrets I did not wish to hear. She leaned closer and her voice dropped, brushing my ear like smoke. “The lands of Aurevia tremble. Thunder roars across mountains. The silver moon pulses low. Storm clouds tear across the sky as if the heavens themselves are enraged. The closer Kael draws to you, the more the world reacts. Wolves stir in fear. Pack leaders gather, Councils whisper, Some wish to destroy you both, believing it the only way to restore balance. They plan war.”

At this moment, he was able to see the person who was attacking him. It was Fuoco, but that man didn't seemed to know her and looked surprised when he realised it was a girl. Fuoco was attacking him vigorously and he was struggling to keep up with the sudden series of attacks being launched at him. Fuoco was a skilled fighter and it was clear from her perfect moves. She was looking like an incarnation of goddess of war and the sound from their duel was making the weak walls of that building shake terribly.

John explained, his words cutting through the tense air. “Who would fight for her?” Lucas wondered aloud. “Is Violet back?” Josephine asked, more to herself than anyone in particular. “Well, John, get our lawyers ready. We have nothing to fear,” Lucas declared. “Selena killed my father and his butler, and that’s the truth,” he added firmly before walking out of the room. “We both know what’s at stake,” John said tensely as Lucas exited. “I know,” Josephine whispered.

“Together.” The clubhouse never really slept, but tonight it felt like the walls themselves were holding their breath. Rhett sat at the war table in the common room, a map spread in front of him, cigarette burning low between his fingers. Red circles marked the highways the Serpents ran, black lines where shipments might be moving, and a single X carved hard into the paper where Amarillo had gone up in flames. His eyes burned from staring too long, but his head wouldn’t quiet. Not with Marcus Kane’s name crawling through every thought. Not with Emily upstairs, broken and rebuilding all at once. Not with Ghost — now more than just the club’s phantom — carrying the weight of being her father.

My eyes scanned the walls, searching for any hidden symbols, secret passages, or subtle anomalies that might reveal a clue. I trailed behind various Necromancers, following them on a whim, hoping that their daily routines might lead me to something significant. It was a simple task for me to remain inconspicuous, a skill honed from years of being a Reaver, a creature that inspired fear and revulsion in the Necromancers. They avoided me, and I used that to my advantage, moving unseen and unheard through the castle's depths.

After resting a little bit inside the library, recuperating mana and trying to not get all emotional from those memories, I used the Evil Eyes combined with the Read and Mental affinities on all the books inside the library and the information I got from the Pandora system This combination made it easy to read and memorize the information and knowledge delivered through the pages and the chapters, it was so easy and surprising how astronomical my perception and concentration was… I am proud to call this new ability of mine that can see through everything even the memories of the mana: [Evil Eyes of Clairvoyance]! The first magic I could use by combining two affinities and using the evil eyes

“He’s doing more than well. He already started school and made several friends.” Rebecca laughed. “That's wonderful. By the way, I heard rogues attacked Dusk claws Pack recently. They've also been spotted around Shadowcrest territory.What's happening there?” Angela stopped on the final stair. “What exactly did you hear?” “Mom and Dad were discussing it.” Rebecca sounded thoughtful. “These rogues are becoming stronger every day. No pack seems capable of eliminating them. And what confuses me is why are they attacking pack after pack?” Her voice lowered.