Trial Of Ascension Novels & Stories

Maybe he'd already realized I would be a wasted investment. My stomach clenched and for a moment I was afraid I was going to be sick. "470! Do I hear 480?" The man was wildly pacing the stage, always crossing behind the succubus so as not to block her from anyone's view for even a second. I chewed my bottom lip. The final bid having come from some man in the back who reminded me a lot of a stuffed penguin. "Going once for four-hundred-seventy-million dollars. Going twice..."

Basically, the occasion was only for the high and mighty, people who mattered and the others were there to meet their needs. Marco sat down next to his father on his usual seat and Evelyn sat beside him. She couldn't hide the smile on her face. The time had finally come. Everything she had worked for was now falling into place. She would soon be Luna of the Nike pack, as she should be. Alpha kelvin stood up and looked around, a forced smile on his face. His eyes were sunken and didn't have as much life in them as they used to. His condition was getting worse and soon, he would not be able to hide the fact that he was growing weaker by the day and that he didn't have much time left.

With practiced precision, she painted intricate symbols across his forehead—ancient marks of recognition, spirals and crescents that bound him to the old ways. "I commend you, Deimon Ashworth, as Ashworth the Fifth and Tenth of your line. You have been ascended. The spirits accept you, Alpha Ashworth." The words emerged formal and final, carrying the weight of inevitability rather than blessing. "Took them long enough." Deimon rose to his feet, performing a shallow bow that bordered on insult. "Peace be with you, High Priestess." "Your ascension ceremony is due tomorrow at moonrise," Selene called after him. "Make proper preparations. The higher-ups want to see the grandson of the great Magn

“Let them come. I will meet every one.” Gideon nodded once, sharp and final. Then he turned and walked from the circle, Ronan supporting him. The crowd parted silently. The high elder raised his hands again. “The new Alpha and Luna are affirmed. Let the rites of ascension begin at dusk. Until then, tend the wounded. Honor the blood spilled this dawn.” The pack began to disperse, voices rising in a chaotic mix of celebration and argument. Damien looked down at Ashley. “You are shaking.” “Cold,” she lied.

Morrex said calmly. Zade did it himself. The cool air brushed his skin as he shrugged it off, revealing the thin scars along his arms, the lean strength earned through years of brutal training. He felt eyes on him—assessing, judging, waiting for weakness. Morrex’s gaze lingered on Zade’s face. “The Rite of Ascendancy exists to determine whether a cadet embodies the ideal Alpha. Strength. Control. Loyalty.” Zade said nothing. “You will face three trials,” Morrex continued. “The Trial of Will. The Trial of Dominance. And the Trial of Truth.”

I continued, voice steady despite the knot tightening in my chest, “what would’ve happened?” He didn’t answer immediately. “That’s not something the council knows either,” he said finally. “But if I had to guess…” His voice lowered. “You wouldn’t be standing here.” A chill crawled up my spine. “Possession?” I asked. “Ascension,” he corrected. “Which is just possession with prettier language.” I swallowed. “Then she’ll try again.” “Yes.” “When?” Rael’s gaze flicked upward, toward the pale sky. “Soon.” The pendant pulsed faintly in agreement.

I had the strength—and the means—to bring the entire Specter family to its knees. "I… I understand," Carrie said with great effort. Then, humiliated, she turned and fled in disgrace. I watched her retreat, eyes like ice. She just got what she deserved.

I looked away and calmly said, "As for Crystal—this may be a world of fiction, but strict laws exist here. There's no need for any of you to pass judgment on her. The law will give her the punishment she deserves." When I was done speaking, murmurs rippled through the audience, and faint sighs followed. "This so-called vicious side character must've been given the wrong script. She's not vicious one bit…" "Who knows? Maybe in some other novel, Rose is the true female lead." The trial ended with me being declared innocent. As compensation, during the final days of my life, the court promised to fulfill all my wishes unconditionally. But unfortunately, none of my wishes could come true.

“It’s… us. We were meant to find each other. Always.” Her voice caught, barely audible. “I… I feel it too. I’ve always felt it, even before I knew what it meant. But now… now I know.” The Ascension ceremony began as the first light of dawn kissed the treetops. Wolves of the Moon Rocks Pack gathered in the main glade, rows of warriors and council members forming a perfect semi-circle around the ceremonial pit. The air was thick with anticipation and ritual, yet for Lyra and Oscar, it might as well have been just the two of them. The connection pulsed between them, Cinder and Solstice screaming in ecstatic unison, guiding, urging, affirming.

"This is it, huh?" "Home." Scarlet nodded. "Can I do the honors?" He asked, and she nodded at him. Elijah began to recite a spell that caused the mountain to begin to shimmer as if a curtain were placed before it. "Ok, who wants to step through first?" Scarlet asked. Carmela was the first to make a remark. "Yeah, and go to our deaths. How dumb do you think we are?" Scarlet rolled her eyes at her. "Listen, old lady, I don't know what problem you have with my sister, but common sense should tell you that if we step through first, you will be left behind. So if you don't want to enter, you can always go home," Elijah told her.