Asterisk War Light Novels & Stories

Inside, I kept repeating the words: “It’s okay. Everything’s going to be okay.” This was how it should be. I would chase my dreams, and Luna would be free to enjoy the life that made her happy. What I didn’t know was that at that exact moment, Amber looked up as the car sped past. As she caught a glimpse of me, she muttered, “What the hell…” “What is it?” Jason asked, puzzled. Amber ignored him, pulled out her phone, and tried to send me a message. A red exclamation mark appeared: [Message failed to send.]

she shrieked, voice splintering. Twenty Lumen warriors charged. I threw back my head and howled. The sound shattered reality. Visible silver waves rippled outward, warping the air like heat haze. Warriors froze midstep, their weapons slipping from paralyzed fingers. Arrows hung suspended in midair. Even the flames hesitated, their dance arrested midflicker as though time itself had stuttered. Only three remained untouched: Eric stood with his scars blazing like fallen stars, the markings now forming intricate celestial maps across his skin, constellations I somehow recognized.

After stepping down from the altar, William sent me a text. "The negotiations are going well. What do you want to eat tonight?" I replied, "Are you actually negotiating right now?" As soon as I sent the message, I received a barrage of calls and texts. "I am. I'll explain it to you once I'm home." Through the livestream, I could see that William was shocked. He completely disregarded the wedding and hurriedly took his suit off, rushing home as if it were a matter of life and death. However, I had already left the borders of Moria.

She walked away but stopped when her eyes fell on the carton. She bent down and gazed at it. The carton was closed tightly. She saw a small note on top. It was a receipt he checked it out and it read; 25 Laser Bulbs Received Signed: Morgan's High School. "What's this?" She thought. Tessa suddenly remembered the red bulb Kristen used that day. "Laser bulbs. A bulb which is used in weakening the supernatural cause of its empowered light. Its rads are enough to make them powerless and weak- "Geez!" She cut herself off.

A man's scream echoed roughly in a flash. Marcus witnessed two werewolves dragging a male soldier. He appears to be a member of the WW Force based on his clothing. The man struggled, even more, when he was forced to kneel in front of Althaia, who was now staring at him emotionlessly. Althaia grinned horrifyingly. "Any final words?" Marcus overheard Althaia ask the poor man. Instead of pleading for his life, the man insulted Althaia's ferocity. "All right, make the most of your petty lives now, because your race will be extinct in this world soon!"

*Jaedon’s POV* “You’re saying war?” My best friend and Beta, Peter Normandy raised his eyebrows at me. Peter and I had met when we were children. Our pack, Snow Creek, had taken over his own pack Everforest. Now, the remaining joined us and pledged their loyalty. It hasn’t been a terrible thing for them though. We didn’t have to kill anyone. Their Alpha had been sick and the sickness was spreading. He asked us to take over the healthy of their pack so it wouldn’t have to die off. Our Alpha at the time obliged.

"You heard brother, right? Please wake up, Cher!" "Wake up!" Langit command still attempted to wake Cherry up. Nearby, Zein watched the whole thing with a satisfied smile. "Sister Ira, now you can rest in peace, Varo has returned all Langit had done to you," he thought as he stepped away from the place.

Wyatt said knowing that this meant full out war. The girls nodded and began making their way out of the clearing. Logan came rushing into the clearing, almost bumping into Sarah and Abby. The girls backed up his scent hitting them. Sarah stepped protectively in front of Abby and Millie, growling fiercely. Logan threw his hands up taking a step back. “Hunter.” Sarah growled snarling, her eyes glowing as she blocked his way. “Easy, he’s on our side right now.” Wyatt said, looking at Logan.

I hear her say, but I can't see her. “Why are you pushing your luck, Max?...” I ask, as I see her come out of the bathroom, she's wearing only a tight shirt and panties, she stops when she sees me and turns her eyes to the gun, smiles sideways and walks to the table she has Near a window, Christmas rests on it, his rifle, completely disassembled, sits on the chair and takes a cloth from the barrel and begins to clean it. “What do you want Dark?...” he asks without looking at me

I shouted out to him as he sprinted to the kitchen Costa's were a kind of biscuits that were illegal due to it containing some substance I don't remember, it's not harmful so don't worry about it, Brandon is kinda addicted to them. "YOU! FUCKERS! WOKE! ME! UP! " Callum screamed from the room besides Brandon's, I retreated to the balcony as they had a battle over the Costa, knocking down utensils and other objects in their parts. I loved this place, the chaos was heartwarming and it felt like home Tomorrow I'll make things right with her, I'll apologize and hopefully we could start anew. Nicole Thompson was an assignment that I'd enjoy completing.