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Fight him for me while Yolando is also busy trying everything to keep me to himself. What if they're some past enemies and I'm just some trophy they want to win to prove a point to each other or show how powerful the one who wins is? All this just seems like some game to me because why would these two adults in their right senses fight supremacy over me so early in the morning on some fucking street? If you asked me I'll say they're psychopaths and I want nothing to do with either of them. To hell with both of them! ~DAVE~

“Remember, Constantine, you are now the Supreme Sorcerer. Your decisions will shape our future. Trust in your instincts, and protect our coven at all costs.” As they stood there in the chamber, bathed in the soft glow of candlelight, Constantine knew that the challenges ahead were fraught with uncertainty. The stone of Utah held the promise of unlocking hidden truths, but it also carried the potential for great peril. She would tread carefully, for the fate of their coven rested in her hands, and the shadows of the past threatened to emerge from the depths of history.

Phoebe asked as we watched him turn in circles, his eyes watching each and everyone of us like a hawk searching for its next prey. "No," my mother and I responded in unison. "If he needs restraining, I will do it. I am the superior here," my mother stepped towards Xerxes. Medaline, Phoebe and I glanced at each other having a quiet conversation of who the actual superior was. Silas is literally a high ranking officer in the supernatural army. Cassian was a prime lycan alpha and heir to the wolven empire. Medaline and I were princesses and Phoebe was a badass werewolf with a lot of experience and not to mention PhD at 21 smart.

Faced below, he watched in complete awe, not knowing what to do. He furrowed with a crease before the glass shattered. He dropped in instantly, thus the lights faded. Series Name : Born By Power Sequel Name : The Uprise Of Hell (Book 2) Chapter : Chapter 16 ; Hell 1 Feedback / Question :

Chapter 76 is the CHAOS WAR! END OF CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE

Hello readers! First of all, I want to express my gratitude to each and every one of you for your continued support and for embarking on this journey with me. Writing "The Rise of the Omega Supreme - book 1" has been an incredible experience, and I'm thrilled to bring you the second installment of this series.

Even though I'm exhausted, I need to prepare for what tomorrow will bring. There hasn't been time to rehash my day at work. If I can't process today, how will I be ready for tomorrow? Valiant is an enigma. I'm not sure I'll ever figure him out. If I make it the next few weeks, I'll be home free, but if I survive is the question. I push the blankets around me and lie on my side with my back against the couch after plugging in my phone. There's just enough cord I can scroll Facebook while I wait to fall asleep.

With the way he sounded so sure, I was curious, he didn’t even know me “And what could that be?” “I was hoping you’d ask” he said clapping his hand and a servant came in with a case “This is one of most prized possession, it is called ‘Zenith’ this drug can cause cancer at a heartbeat reversing every single healthy criteria a person so worked hard to keep” I was really intrugied “I know Zenith” Richard uttered “Isn’t this one of the double axes secret weapon? It was supposed to be developed as a hard drug, beating all euphoria known to man”

Jagged metal bit into my jacket. I pulled my knees to my chest. Made myself small. Stopped breathing. Through the gaps in the rusted casing, I saw them. Two armored personnel carriers, painted the stark, terrifying white of the Obsidian Citadel, crushed the debris piles I had just been standing on. They ground to a halt fifty yards away. The back ramps hissed open—a release of pressurized air that smelled of ozone. Soldiers poured out. Uruks. The Soldier Caste. They were massive. Arms thick with muscle and encased in standard-issue iron-weave armor. I saw the bronze armbands glinting in the twilight. They didn't move like men; they moved like predators. Heavy. Too fast. Wrong.

“A worthy opponent.” Veil stood silently by the window. “What now?” Daniel smiled coldly. “They think the game is over. But Chimera was never the end, it was the opening act.” He pressed a hidden panel. A new map appeared. Coordinates marked Phase Four: Prometheus Protocol. Veil frowned. “That’s still incomplete.” “It won’t be for long,” Daniel said. “And this time, no AI. No codes. Just me.” His reflection in the glass stared back like a stranger.