Tomb Raider Novelization Novels & Stories

the tomb raider quickly said, terrified that Frank would kill them if they so much as misspoke. Frank nodded. "I'm sure y'all know the way, so take the lead." "Okay!" Red Shirt promptly beckoned for his colleagues to guide Frank. As they continued ahead, they came across several other burial chambers, but there was nothing special about them and mostly the same as the others. But be it due to nerves or some other reason, the tomb raiders were starting to feel tired as they trudged on for a while. However, they were too worried about upsetting Frank if they asked to rest and could only persevere.

**Zara’s POV** The scroll burns in my hand, its edges crumbling like ancient skin. *First Alpha’s tomb.* The words taste like ash, but they’re the only lead we have. Selene’s breath hitches beside me, her corrupted arm tucked against her chest. The violet mark pulses faintly, a venomous vine creeping toward her shoulder. “We need to leave now,” I say, strapping a dagger to my thigh. Ryland blocks the doorway, his gray eyes stormy. “It’s a trap. The tomb hasn’t been touched in centuries—no one knows what’s down there.”

‘Nope’ I yelled back, my eyes not leaving the sight of books, I walked past but then stopped, something grazed from my fingers, I stepped back and tried to find what it was, it felt like something pricked on my finger. ‘I felt too, something very strong touched me’ Irene mumbled, my eyes anxiously looking for it again when they locked at one book. ‘Legacy of White Wolf’ I quietly murmured those words and water gathered in my eyes as if something stung into it. The emotions right now were foreign, I was unable to understand them, but they were overwhelming. My hand was tracing the title.

Because he wasn’t wrong. I had spent years planning my revenge, carefully constructing a path that would lead me to the DeLucas’ downfall. But it had always been a lonely road. No allies. No backup. Just me, my rage, and my determination. Now, Nico Moretti was standing in front of me, offering me something I had never considered before—partnership. I didn’t trust him. Not even a little. But I was intrigued. I met his gaze. “If I say yes, what’s in it for you?”

I could only guess what sort of rumors swirled around here; as much as I loved ancient history, I never got the time to investigate Tombstone's dark infamy. My face was completely pale, void of all the coloring in it. My hazel eyes told me what I knew. What I felt already. I was still tired and hadn't slept a damn since... possibly a week before things really started frenzied. Yes, we made it out of the Military base, but at what cost. Kait had almost died while we were there, and...and...I didn't want that.

Gerald knew that Rey was a top student, which was why he felt that Rey had a chance of deciphering the text. Regardless, Rey quickly jogged over before having a look at the tombstone… It took him a while, but eventually, Rey replied, “Well… It contains information about this tomb’s owner, Mr. Crawford! From what I’ve gathered, the owner of the tomb goes by Talias Yah, and he was a general in an ancient country called Zanekh… To think that the tomb of such a great general could be found within Mount Dakriont… How stupefying!”

Tell me you wouldn't do anything like that, Viktor. Viktor opened his mouth to speak, but was still at a loss for words. “By all the gods! He thought the Inquisition had burned the monster at the stake, but it's you, right? You are the Tomb Raider, aren't you, Viktor? Herwin pushed Viktor past him and picked up a notepad that was open to a page where Viktor had tried to copy the invocations he had heard Dr. Tepes pronounce about the gutted corpse in the basement along with drawings of the hand gestures. that he had observed.

If he had known who I was, he would have been shocked to find out that I was one of the seven generals of King Iris. ~RIKAS~ The tomb of prince Rowland shattered my imaginations and defeated my expectations. I thought I’d find myself crawling into a smelly tunnel, after I saw the entrance from the outside, but It looked like a totally different world in the inside. It was like a small castle of rocks adorned with nature’s gifts. Shiny walls, strange paintings, and strange symbols everywhere. For a brief moment, I thought about Thalia’s letter, and another mystery gradually unravelled again. She mentioned the elephant’s ivory.

We will find out the story of how Ink met Tina, and how he became the president of The Titan Kings MC. Thank you all for your love and support in this book. I hope you enjoy it, please comment to tell me what you think. RL Dickinson xx