The Supreme System Novels & Stories

my mother demanded, her aura flaring with rage. "We deconstructed the fundamental nature of our arranged contract, and the reality that our beasts have zero familiarity with each other's frequencies. It became mathematically clear that there was no mutual instinctual bridge between us," I said slowly, carefully navigating the volatile minefield of truth, omissions, and deep tactical deceptions. "This, exactly as the Supreme Alpha logged, leaves both of our units completely free to hunt alignments that will optimize our respective packs." "Optimize better than the absolute sovereign of the Nightfang Citadel?" Luna Elara dropped heavily into a leather command chair, her alpha composure fractur

They will be used to tilt the land and rebuild his territory. This is some of the recollection of the old Eduard memories in his mind.The other things were disregarded by Eduard. They are not useful for him and only part of Eduard personal experience. While he was busy with recalling all the information he needs to survive this world, a transparent skill suddenly opened in front of him. [ welcome to the True strongest system] "Hmm, a real support system!" He muttered with an excited expression on his face. The appearance of the system was not something to be shocked for him, instead he was curious on how it feels when you have this thing with you.

I jolted from my sleep to see a worried Dwayne staring at me. “Dwayne, your real? Are you really my mate?” “Yes, baby, what's with the silly questions?” He asked as I pull him into a hug. “Whatever happened, it's not true.” “I know.” “Come on, let's go see your mark.” He says to me, as we hope off the bed to the bathroom. I stare into the mirror looking at my neck to see DC with a little crown branded on me. “What's with the crown?” “I'm one of the supremes and the supreme are all royalties with the Supreme Alpha as the highest king before the angels, then the moon goddess.” He explained making me blush.

the Queen whispered unconsciously. The Supreme suddenly opened his eyes and turned to his wife, whose eyes were now brimming with tears. His knees shook, and his chest pounded like a drum. “My love, what—” He couldn’t finish his words as Zenya turned to him, weeping. “They’re here,” she said between sobs. The Supreme felt his face drain of color as his entire body went cold. “Asmal! Zumir!” the Supreme shouted in a choked voice, his heart filled with fear for his sons.

The Shem scout ship dropped out of hyper, scanned the three-planet system, and found what it was searching for. The Shem possessed two fleets, and this one, controlled by the Supreme intelligence known as the Hoon, consisted of no less than one thousand three hundred and forty seven heavily armed spacecraft.

The Founder’s gaze shifted to him briefly. “No.” A beat. “It’s architecture.” Maxwell descended fully into the lower breach, standing face-to-face with the man who orchestrated everything. “You could have ended this decades ago.” “No.” “Why.” “Because sovereign systems don’t die,” the Founder replied evenly. “They mutate.” Silence. Maxwell’s voice dropped. “And what are we.” The Founder held his gaze. “Control variables.” The words landed heavy. Jonathan inhaled slowly. The enforcement unit began withdrawing silently, authorization revoked.

rather than a "Queen." "Dominic, it’s a 'Systemic-Root', Avery whispered, her voice a "High-Frequency-Clear" that sent ripples through the mathematical floor. "The 'Standard-Consortium' wasn't just a group of men on Earth. It was an 'Export' from this place. They 'Monetized' our 'Universe' to 'Balance' the 'Ledger' of the 'Infinite'."

"Perhaps... senior is the most powerful Gene Fighters in the world." "Senior, are... are you really just going to take a look at my organization?" Ansley still didn't believe Lucas' words. "What?" Lucas smiled faintly, saying, "Are you not willing?" "No, senior, it's just that..." Ansley wanted to say something, but she really didn't know what to say. "Alright, lead the way," Lucas said slowly. Ansley had no choice but to lead the way when she heard this. Her organization was called Supreme Harmony Organization!

I was the real daughter of the Jenkins family, recently brought home, while Coco, the fake, unexpectedly procured the College Entrance Exam Leech System. All she had to do was give a name, and the person's score would be transferred to her exam sheet. She was overjoyed when she mistook me for the star student who had been the top scorer in the city's high school for three years, and quickly put my name in. Then, in the three months leading up to the college entrance exam, she would be watching Youtube videos in class, getting her nails done after school, all while bragging she could get over 700—even with her eyes closed. I warned her that college entrance exams were no joke, but her boy