Trial Of Ascension Novels & Stories

“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.

"You all heard it—Rose was poisoned with a slow-acting poison and will be dead in ten days. But in all her memories just now, not once was the poison mentioned!" "That's right! We must know who poisoned her! We need justice for Rose, our hero!" "Justice for Rose! Justice for Rose!" The chants grew louder and louder. Crystal's face twisted, her expression slipping into panic. Just as she tried to speak, the judge's gavel struck. "The court has always upheld fairness and impartiality. The majority rules, so the trial continues!" … When I awoke, I found myself seated on a comfortable chair. Before me was the same familiar bench. But this time, those who had once hurled curses at me now looked u

he said as jason smiled, "Terrena elixtu" he whispered, "So it seems jason, so it seems, but there would be time for that, right now your army and the gods are waiting on your appearance ikir" he said, Jason nodded as he gripped the sword tighter and felt it sing to him in the voice of a warrior, "So this ascension, what's it called?" jason asked, "An eternal jason, you are an eternal" he said, jason gave a tight smile,

How long did I sit here? “Why are you up so early?” he asked and sat beside me. Yup I am not a morning person… at all. “Can’t go back to sleep. You were snoring too loud.” I joked. “I do not snore. That’s a false accusation.” He said playfully glaring at me. “Whatever floats your boat.” I teased and giggled. He smiled lovingly at me. “Are you worried about tomorrow?” he asked seriously. Tomorrow we will be at the royal palace. We are leaving at four in the evening today. It’s a twelve-hour flight. Alphas all around the Europe and Asia are going to be there. It is compulsory for every Alpha to attend the ball. It’s been a tradition for centuries.

Anyway, I’m pretty many are not familiar with the concept I’m using in this story. First of all, The Ascension, previously titled ‘The Fate Changer’s Ascension’ and ‘Dear Mr. Fate Changer’ is my first book ever. I wrote it December of 2018. I was never trained in writing or have any whatsoever background on how to write a story. Lol, my major in college is Mathematics.

The evening breeze was a bit cold, and since I hadn't shifted into my wolf in a long time, I was only half better than humans. The sun was out, its golden light hanging over the field where the initiation would take place. The Ascension Ground was wide. It was built to rise from a low level to a higher one, so everyone could clearly see the podium at the top. At the highest point stood the altar. A large crowd had already gathered across the field, waiting for the ceremony to begin. “You aren't wearing white,” Grace mentioned. “No, Grace,” “Why?” She asked. “Why would I wear white?”.

I break it open with trembling fingers. : "Rhea Nightwing, the Council of Elders summons you at dusk for the Rite of Flame and Blood. You are to present yourself at the Grand Hearth for the ascension trial." Ascension. What do these people mean again? It's not a suggestion, not a test but final step and once I cross it, there’s no going back. I clutch the parchment tighter, chest tightening. I should feel proud. Honored, even. But all I can feel is this swelling unease curling like smoke around my ribs.