It's been rumored about in bedtime stories for decades. Nova has seen it in her visions. It's too dangerous to get within a league of. But those aboard Deliverance have arrived at Glorra Quin Lune, the planet Cyrillius stole Nova from.Everything is uncertain. How will they land on a planet entirely engulfed in Neron? How could anyone survive that blast? What will they find if they make their way to the surface? And will it change everything Nova knows about herself? It's time for her to confront the past she was too young to remember, and try to save the family she can't recall.Cyrillius has now lost two Nero and he made the mistake of telling Nova his plan. He's on his way to the Frozen Kingdom to come claim a new child. It's time to take care of him once and for all. Justice is going to taste sweet.
Every single one of us holds our breath as our ship drifts closer and closer to the glowing planet.
Glorra Quin Lune lies before us, a brilliant, terrifying nightmare miracle. Its entire surface is engulfed in Neron, glowing vivid blue and white. Arcs of power jut from the surface of the planet to every one of its five moons, ensnaring them as well.
The amount of power trapped around that planet could obliterate this entire solar system if it blew.
Slowly, slowly, Deliverance drifts toward the planet.
My palms sweat as I look at the holoscreen and check the readings.
They're high, but we aren't in the danger zone yet.
"This is far closer than I was ever able to get," my father says in a low voice as he, too, looks at the readings. "Back then, I couldn't get closer than a league before my ship started shutting down."
I nod, though I'm barely hearing him. My heart is thundering in my ears.
I never plan things well enough. I barrel in without thinking. I could have thought about this for two minutes before I dragged us all across the galaxy to a planet that is too dangerous, swarmed by too much power, to even approach.
But here we are.
"This is Valen Nero aboard the vessel Deliverance," he says into his com. "If anyone is out there, if anyone can hear me, please respond."
We all hold our breath as we listen, pausing for an entire two minutes.
No response comes through.
They're dead, they're dead, my brain screams at me. No one could survive that blast of power.
They called to you for help, my heart counters. You heard them. You saw yourself here in the future. There has to be a way this is possible.
Information flies across the holoscreen as our systems try to get a reading on the impossible system before us.
"What about that moon?" my father asks as he stares at the information with furrowed brows. He points at the smallest one. "Its reading as the least amount of Neron. What if we just try to get to one of the moons for now?"
The readings are going insane, trying to measure something that's beyond any scale we ever conceived of.
We can't get a dependable reading on the planet itself, but each of the moons are somewhat stable.
The fifth, smallest moon has the lowest reading and shows as the most stable.
"It could be possible for Deliverance to make it to the surface there," Valen says, looking over at me with his Neron eyes. "With the two of us stabilizing, if Torin or Edan helps pilot the ship, we could possibly make it to the surface of that smallest moon."
This is a risk, no matter our slagging numbers. We're...I'm...taking their lives into my hands.
We could die trying to do this.
These are the most important people in my whole world.
I don't want to be the reason they die.
But what other choice do we have right now?
Even though my palms sweat, because the danger is so real, I nod my head. I look over to Valen. "Let's head for that small moon."
He nods in agreement, and I wrap my hands tightly around the helm as he directs us toward the smallest moon.
The first alarm starts sounding when we get within half a league of it. Edan continues monitoring the readings, and Torin steps to the controls, having past experience as a pilot...twenty solars ago-and Valen moves to the front of the ship.
I feel the Neron as we descend closer and closer. I feel its power. It's like a song and a whisper. It says my name but it doesn't sound the same. I swear it feels like a warm embrace instead of a searing blast of power.
"How are we looking?" Valen asks as he stands square in the viewport.
"Amazingly stable," Edan reports, a trace of mischievous awe in his voice.
Bigger and bigger the moon grows.
Every hair on my arms stands on end. I feel a prickle of excitement and fear stand along the back of my neck. I feel something in my blood wake up. It starts in my fingers and toes, zinging as it laces its way through my veins. It climbs farther, faster, searching and racing toward the core-my heart.
Faintly, I hear my father swear. Edan breathes harder.
Everyone feels amazing when they hold Neron. It can be addictive.
We're already breathing it in. I can feel it finding its way into the ship, flooding it with mass amounts.
Dominion’s strong hold, the planet Isroth, is crawling with soldiers, and worse—the Kinduri. Nova knew her mission was impossible, but hiding the truth of what she really is may be the most critical thing she’s ever done.Presented to Cyrillius as the fugitive he’s been chasing for lunars, the last thing Nova expected was to be complimented and revered by the man, praised for her work. The destroyer of planets has offered her a job, and it’s one Nova can’t refuse.She came to Isroth with a goal: kill Cyrillius. But something is wrong. She just…can’t. Something is stopping her. Maybe she judged Valen for not being able to leave Cyrillius too harshly. Maybe he truly just can’t. Time is ticking. Because the longer it takes her to figure their freedom out, the more sense Cyrillius and Dominion is starting to make.
The Bahiri are real and Nova has found them hidden away on an invisible planet. With their help, she’s finally ready to accept what she is: a Nero. She has to train, to learn how to use her abilities, and she’s got years’ worth of catching up to do. Desperate, she’ll push herself—possibly beyond her limits.But learning how to use her abilities not only awakens her capability to control Neron, but her power to see the future. Going to sleep is a nightmare and heaven, all in the same breath. Her future hasn’t changed—it’s still with Valen Nero, standing and ruling by his side. Every morning she wakes, gutted and alone. Her visions of the love between them aren’t real. At least…not yet.Nova is losing her mind. Her heart is fractured, and conflicted into knots. How is she supposed to let him go, to walk away from the galaxy’s second cruelest man, when she knows what kind of love they could have?The time for a choice has come: stay on Salypso where it’s safe, where Cyrillius will never find her. Or take what she has learned as a Nero and try to change her future, and that of the galaxy.
“I…am nothing.” He takes a step forward, shaking his head twice, with absolute conviction. “You’re not nothing, Nova.” In the Eon galaxy, Dominion controls any planet with solid Neron deposits, and Nova just found out they’re coming for hers. Korpillion isn’t supposed to have any Neron—the galaxy’s purest form of energy—but Nova Ainsley has been working with the owner of a secret mine for months, building highly illegal weapons that can wield Neron. She wants off Korpillion, and selling these weapons will buy her and her father a ticket to another planet in the galaxy. Neron is incredible on its own, but there are those who can wield it to their will, granting them the ability to read minds, see the future, and destroy worlds—the Nero. But this is a galaxy where they are ceasing to exist, and Dominion owns the last one in the known universe, using him to take over and destroy billions of lives. An encounter with the last Nero shows Nova her future: it’s with him. She will stand by his side one day, her fingers laced through his, love and adoration in both their eyes, a dark queen to his evil, pawn king. Fate or destiny, Nova will do whatever it takes to change their future, and that of the galaxy.
Nova knew that the galaxy wanted to be rid of Dominion, but she did not expect the immediate bravery that came after she and Valen declared war against Cyrillius. It’s a daily battle to protect Kaelea from his fleets, but leaders, soldiers, and publicists from planets near and far have come to aide in the fight. Best of all, Nova has reunited with her family.But this undertaking isn’t without its trials. Most of the galaxy still doesn’t trust Valen. With decades of rumors and witnessed actions, it will take an incredible act of risk to prove he’s changed. Until then, the weight of leadership falls squarely upon Nova’s shoulders. She’s never been trained to be a leader, but the entire galaxy is watching her. Failure is not an option.In the end, they don’t win this war until three things are decimated: Isroth, The Dominion, and Cyrillius. It’s time for Nova to build her most powerful weapon yet.
Nova and Valen barely escaped Isroth with their lives and now they’ve crash-landed on an empty planet—no people, no tools to fix their ship. Nova has spent her life building and creating mechanics, but this is the most advanced vessel in the galaxy, and she can’t figure out what’s wrong with it. But maybe the crash was a blessing in disguise. They’ve seen their entire lives together, but this is the first real time they’ve ever had with one another. This is their chance to see if their future is worth fighting for, and if there is anything between them besides attraction and fate. On this empty planet, there is no fighting, no war, no conflict. Their days and nights are filled with uncertain glances, soft touches, and life-altering vows.What was once never a question is now a serious consideration: do they even want to fix the ship, or is this the beginning of a brand new, perfect life?
Dominion has Nova’s face and Reena’s name—Cyrillius will use and kill them if they’re caught. But being on the run in space isn’t so bad, Nova’s always wanted a different life, and she’s got it now. It started with a rumor, that the Bahiri still exist—peaceful worshipers of the Nero and Neron. After what happened on Korpillion, Valen told Nova to find them, and to stay away from him. So that’s where the wanted crew aboard The Corsair is headed, across the entire galaxy to the G sector. Nova wants answers about what she did and how it’s possible. She’s in denial. About what she might be. About where her heart lies. She knows Valen Nero is a bad man, so why is he the only one who fills the hollowness in her chest? Why does she ask him to keep his promise: I will come for you, Nova. And when he does, she’ll learn the truth about him, and what happened to shape him into the man he is today.
Caught in a web of betrayal, Nicole's life shatters in a single evening when her mother-in-law, Veronica, sets her up in an elaborate scheme. Blindsided, Nicole faces her husband Taylor's cold rage as he casts her out of his life and home, accusing her of infidelity and theft. As she tries to defend herself, her best friend, Sarah, adds another blow by denying their loyalty. "Please, Taylor, you have to believe me!" Nicole pleads, her voice breaking, but his icy response is a dagger to her heart. "I don't hate you, Nicole," he sneers. "I despise you." When Nicole reveals she's pregnant, she hopes for compassion, but it only fuels Veronica's determination to rid the family of her. After signing the divorce papers, a dejected Nicole wanders alone, where a brutal attack leaves her bleeding, helpless, and desperate to protect her unborn child. Six years later, Nicole returns from the ashes to inflict seven times the pains upon those who humiliated her and left her to die. "I'll make them pay so dearly that they'd regret ever been born!" She declares. This is a story of romance and revenge you don't want to miss!
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