The Recluce Saga Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Ohhh, you don't wanna do that, witch girl. These boxes around us consist of explosive materials. You'll die in your own fire, believe me." "If that's true, then you'll all burn too, Might as well end all of these here," Cayde retorted. The white-haired woman laughed again. "Suicidal, are we? I have Rebecca on my side, an ancient Illwisch. She can shield us from the explosion. But what about your young descendent of Saces. Unlike your mother, you're still a weakling—— a mere vessel to pass on her power once she died just like the Witches of Saces before her."

He pointed a shaking finger at the horizon, where the distant skies were already beginning to churn with dark, incoming storms. "The grand armies of the entire Lycan race are mobilizing," Vance whispered maliciously. "They are coming to patch the glitch. And they will leave nothing but ash." Sereia didn't flinch. She stepped forward, her golden eyes reflecting the incoming storm, her architect's brain already running the macro-simulations for a continental war. "Let them come," she murmured, her voice cold and absolute. "We've been looking for a reason to rewrite the entire world's operating system anyway."

Not many people persecuted by proles got away with their lives without being scratched. "Well, that's it for now," Reese announced. “I want you to leave the building. We will then contact you as soon as we have eliminated the descendant. " I listened up. We? Did he mean we in the sense of him and me, or we in the sense of him and the guild?

The notebook, reportedly was something that Zhu Qiu, Fang Bai, and Xuan Wu had originally been hunting for. “It's only natural that King Yang Yuhuan chose Xing Long as the heir to the Sacred Artifact, because in fact, the clans that occupied the Luzon mainland were immigrants from another universe who were most likely from the Immortal Continent as well. In essence, I believe King Yang Yuhuan's mission is closely related to the Shufashen Reader Clan. And, we are the remaining people of the Shufashen Reader Clan.” Zhou Fu's father patted his son's shoulder, as if to convey that the mystery of the Shufashen Reader Clan was not as simple as he thought. Zhu Qiu and the others, were just a handfu

“I will never rest until I see the head of my daughter killers rolling on the floor and the blood of his pack being licked by the dogs.” “Robert reject Jessica, she commits suicide, and the worst is yet to arrive.” A commoner voice says. “Jessie, father Will surely attack our pack and would not rest until he sees us all wiped out.” A female voice said. “He shouldn't have rejected her, her father got magic, and he is an ally to our enemy Lucas, the alpha of the green pack.” “Whether he will attack or not, I already feel like fleeing this territory to another territory for refuge.”

Rex, Lacey and Minet all dashed forward towards Telagus, weapons drawn, ready to decide the fate of Hale. Book two, Magnus: Dragon Lord is available now.

"We will rain silver and fire before they can even scent the castle walls." They were talking about a slaughter. They were talking about a war of attrition with monsters that didn't belong in history books—monsters that were actively marching toward the coast because a petulant billionaire couldn't handle being humiliated. Rebecca stood right next to Lucian, her fingers resting on the leather edge of the 1784 ledger. She tried to follow the lines. She tried to look at the topographical markers, to find a legal loophole, a structural vulnerability, a brilliant historical footnote that could fix this. She wanted to be the warrior scribe. She wanted to prove to the ancient, golden-eyed guardian

Lucas replied cautiously, lowering his weapon. “No,” Selene said, quietly, staring down toward the blistered ground where the vortex had been. “It’s only beginning.” Before anyone had a chance to query her further, a low hum broke the air that became increasingly louder with each tick of the second-hand. From the earth boomed a single glowing rune—the same sigil again traced by the silver stranger. Jessica knelt next to it, fingers suspended above the surface. The moment she touched it, visions surged through her mind: armies clashing, cities aflame, and a figure of-floods — light woven of gold — standing atop a mountain of ash.

~Author's Pov. Anger filled him to the brim as he glared hails and daggers at them, their faces were almost touching and from the looks of it, it wasn't the first time they where having such passionate moment. Alpha Reagan shut his eyes for a moment, sucking in a deep breath then released carefully, reminding himself of the bigger picture. If he was to consider the bigger picture, Reece is a surely a sacrifice for it. To avoid suspicion, he made his way towards Raze to confront him on what he had just seen.