Все главы The Omega's Fate: Глава 101 - Глава 110

Zeidan Bran eyed the heavy metal door with locks before him. He hadn't wanted to involve the Onyx in the war but as bloody as this is getting, it's high time he does. Or maybe keep it in a safe place. A safe place like South Park. But can he trust Styx enough to give him all the Onyx? What if he refuses to return it? He touched the knob and thought of how his father had given him access to the room and treasure. Punching in the passcode, he pushed the door and went in, a blast of green light flashing against his face. He looked around the ancient building room, pushing dark brown hair off his face. What kind of strategy could be created to wade off the war without these beautiful stones? Would he have to invite Arthur? "Can we talk about the fact that you promised my Dad part of the stones but haven't fulfilled your part of the promise?"Zeidan smiled before turning his head slightly to see his golden-haired wife, looking at him from the entrance. She was wearing a polka-dotted knee

"Princess Lyne." She heard someone call for the second time as she sat by the riverside on a rock. The sun was lazily feeding on the ground and if she guessed right, it was still very early. "I'm here." She answered, not looking back."Hey. I'm sorry to disturb you, your highness, but I noticed you needed someone to talk to." The caller came closer and sat beside her. It was Amber. She wore an ankle-length black gown with a white apron around her waist.She beamed. "You're right. I'm just down.""I should have known. You must be going through a lot." Amber added, gesturing towards her waist. "Princess, trying to be strong or striving to be strong isn't going to be evidence of strength. Power is found amid weakness. To be strong is to achieve something at a point when there is no iota of strength. To be bold is to keep moving despite fear." "I'm not expecting to be strong overnight." She said honestly and was picturing her child running around the temple with her parents in the rams

"I still can't believe I just witnessed that, Princess." Amber said as they stepped outside the temple, the sun resting behind the clouds. If she hadn't asked for them to come there themselves, she would have concluded that they were dreaming. "Yeah." She answered breathlessly."So, we have one underground Vampire still alive. Does that mean several of them still existed?" Amber asked, glancing around."I doubt that," Lyne answered absentmindedly."Maya survived narrowly, but then her son..." She ransacked her brain to know whether it was possible to speak with mother Earth now, to help with their war. But that would be stupid. Maya could be speaking in parables, or worse, lying. When she and Zeidan were still in Los Angeles, Roderigo had explained the same way. The way Maya had told them how much she loved him. However, she felt betrayed, contrary to what Roderigo thought. According to her, Roderigo had chosen the Onyx over her and her son. Was she still mad over that and had deci

It was getting plain dark when Luana arrived in front of the inn that looked smaller than what Reyns had described it. He said it was exotic but this looked far from it. It was built from ancient bricks and lamps were hung around the walls, making her miss home once more. She left Vampire city, pained that evening, trying hard to conceal her identity, and using her horse, she headed towards Shelbrooke's place. She had met Reyns on the way who had directed her here.Unmounting the black horse, she wrapped her long black coat tighter around her and walked in after looking at both sides to ensure she is not being followed. Pushing the huge iron door to the inn, she could hear the blast of music filling the building and it was different from what it looked like outside. It was indeed exotic. The colored bulbs went round the room, with several men and women dancing with each other, most of them naked and some half naked with stripes furs barely covering some parts of their body.On one sid

Shelbrooke gripped a handful of his hair and walked the length of his den. He had a much better understanding of people who stated they were frustrated to the point of pulling their hair out. Yes. He now had that feeling.He'd waited years for the Onyx to be theirs and if patience was what would win it over, he'd done that over and over again. What else could he have done to get that stone? The one that could change the lives of his generation. Earning him the legendary name of a warrior King who brought back the heritage of the Werecats. He heard Gorge's boot click on the floor as he walked in. "How many men do we have now?" "We have over a hundred of them, your Highness," Gorge replied, bowing slightly."Do I have to force out words from your mouth before I know the actual number of soldiers we have now?" He grimaced."One hundred and fifty. Most of them were very stubborn and their family wouldn't let them be. We had to force...""I didn't ask for all those stories. Neither did