What Is Invisible Primary Novels & Stories

"Y-You can make murderous energy invisible?" Fabio staggered back. He drove his sword up into the ground defiantly and only managed to stop himself from falling with difficulty. Sebastian shook his head and turned his back on him. He didn't even bother to look at Fabio again. The Divine Law was the only thing that was invisible. No one at the Primordial Reversion stage or even higher would be able to hide their murderous energy. Besides, Fabio hadn't felt any murderous energy at all when Sebastian thrust his spear forward.

Hopefully tonight with Rose will be quiet, most likely not, but I’ll pray because I don’t need anything else happening to me right now. I wanted to stay, as always*Kelly's POV* Invisible. It was something I always wanted to be. When you’re invisible no one could notice your flaws or the many mistakes you made. You couldn’t ever be judged for your actions. For my eighth birthday, I asked for it as a superpower. Unfortunately I received toy cars instead. I even asked Santa but, I guess he didn’t get the memo because I ended up with a bike. It wasn’t until I got into high school that my wish was granted.

"Wait, if people can't see you, will they be looking at me and think that I am crazy? I have been talking for ten minutes alone..." "Don't worry. They can't see you too, right now. I have used my invisible power on you, as well." "Wait! You mean, I am invisible right now, like... how does it even work? Is it like Harry's invisible cloak?" "No. Just a lot of brain power and concentration and I can hide myself from humans. I have been hiding in the creek, in here, as well, but I don't know how you can see me." "I saw you in my dream, as well. But I think it was not a dream."

But now, nothing. “Jun,” he called quietly. “You hear that?” Jun didn’t have to ask what. He heard it too. Or rather, he heard what was missing. “Whisper Team,” Jun muttered. “It has to be. Nobody else can kill sound across a whole district.” Whisper Team — Dominion’s invisible vanguard, the ghost-unit known for two things: undetectable entry and leaving no survivors. Their operations always began the same way: First, silence. Then, darkness.

I felt scared and disoriented, wandering aimlessly in the darkness. Suddenly, I heard a voice—the same voice I’d heard on my first day at school. “Hello! Hello, who’s there?” I called out, but the voice didn’t respond. Instead, more voices joined in, chanting, “Prisca, the new moon will reveal the truth. Open your heart, open your soul, and the power within you will unveil your gift. Your gift will protect the unseen, the hidden.”

Lorenzo smiled, "Before that..." The Highbreeds Alpha was suddenly a stiff block of human flesh and Lorenzo's voice became one of a thousand warriors. "We'll truly be non existent in your minds." His voice echoed throughout the forests and like a timer, they all vanished in seconds. "I have to pay a visit to the invisibles." He said to Raphaela. She didn't bother to request following him, the invisibles had a strict only Alphas rule. But when Lorenzo returned in the dead of the night, he returned even more frustrated.

I asked, my voice tight. ​"You’re checking the ley lines," Leo said, stepping up to my other side. "Your fingers are twitching. You’re looking for a pulse that isn't there." ​"Because there is a pulse," I countered, stopping near the fountain. ​The North Quad was filled with students. Some were studying, some were tossing a frisbee, but a group of five sat perfectly still on the edge of the fountain. They were the "Invisibles"—the ones the Gene hadn't claimed. Usually, the Invisibles were loud, chaotic, and vibrant. These five were different. They sat in a perfect pentagon, their hands resting on their knees, their gazes fixed on the mountain range where the Black Mountain used to pierce the

**The Invisible War** Ayesha had always fought battles in the open—exposing corruption, dismantling power structures, taking down those who thrived in the shadows. But now, the battle had changed. This wasn’t about grand revelations or making headlines. This was about rewriting the system from within. And for that, she needed to become a ghost. The First Mission Priya sat at the console, fingers flying over the keyboard as she decrypted the latest intelligence reports. The first test of their nameless network had arrived.

Under the dim yellow streetlights, the sky looked washed out and pale, with not a single person in sight. In the distance, cars roared past on the highway. Headlights stretched into blurred streaks of light, but not one car stopped for me. I didn't dare wander off. My feet felt rooted to the ground, as if filled with lead, and I clung to a fragile sliver of hope. Maybe Mom and Dad hadn't gone far. Maybe they would realize I wasn't in the car and come right back for me. I clenched the hem of my clothes and stared at the intersection where the car had disappeared, wishing over and over for that familiar white sedan to reappear.

"I'll lead the cavalry." Zephyr tilted his head, his silver eyes gleaming like twin stars. "And I will destroy their political foundations so thoroughly that they won't even have a chair to sit on when we arrive." I looked at the three of them—my pack, my protectors, my equals. The enemies who had become my allies, the predators who had become my shields. "I was invisible for five years," I said softly, the crown humming against my brow. "I was a maid, a servant, a ghost. I was nothing. But I am not invisible anymore. I am the Primordial Queen. And I am coming for the Council."