Apocalypse Of All Races - Chapter 290

Zoryn spent twenty-two years living as Daeleon’s son—her father's pride and joy—until her first heat exposed the truth... she was a woman!In the Beastworld, females are almost extinct.So when Zoryn’s hidden power awakens at the Grand Festival, her Heat calls every tribe’s strongest male:Wolves circle.Lions challenge.Serpents obsess.Avians tremble.Bears soften.But one reaches her first—Zarenien, the last-born dragon, fated protector of the Matriarch's line.Chosen by the beasts.Claimed by the dragon.And when an ancient, forgotten tribe stirs against Zoryn’s return, six beastmen and one dragon must put aside instinct and rivalry—or lose their Empress forever.

Annabelle Asra:“Wait!” He commanded, hope surged within me. Maybe he will change his mind, but his expression turned icy, and my heart sank as I understood he had no intention of doing so.“I will never allow you to live a normal life, even if the Crimson Moon has shown you mercy, Annabelle. I will make your existence a living nightmare for what you did to my sister.”As I pondered his plans for me once I was no longer part of his tribe, he seized my throat, and his fangs pierced my neck. The pain was unbearable as he marked me. The agony I endured was nothing compared to the torment his mark would bring.Anger, resentment, and bitterness consumed me. A mark typically signifies acceptance and protection, but in my case, it signified the opposite.Betrayed by the Alpha's fiancée, Kari, I was sentenced to death but spared by the Crimson Moon, only to be exiled and marked by my ruthless Alpha, Zachary Ziglar.After surviving and joining a new pack, I discovered I was pregnant without remembering who I had been with. But why did my pup bear a striking resemblance to my tormentor?

In her past life, Ashley Shaw was a hopeless romantic who married Warren Prescott in place of his first love, devotedly cooking and caring for him, only to end up with a tragic ending of death for both her and her unborn child.Reborn back to her high school days, she becomes disillusioned with Warren Prescott, and her life now centers on two principles.1. Focus on her studies.2. Stay away from Warren Prescott.However, the Warren Prescott who once treated her as if she were invisible now shamelessly pins her against the billiard table.She runs, he chases; it's a game she can't escape.Ashley Shaw gives up her medical studies at Aethelgard University, and he comes to her school every week to block her.“Ashley Shaw, you can't escape.”Ashley is indifferent: “Young Master Prescott, please have some self-respect, I'm not interested in you.”The man is emotionally broken and, gripping her slender waist, says in a hoarse voice: “Whether you're interested or not isn't up to you to say, it's up to your body to decide.”

SSS Beast Apostle System and Survival Racing in Apocalypse.

When the aliens invaded earth, they didn’t come for its resources as many doomsayers had proclaimed throughout the years.

Instead, they came for fun.

They came, flattened earth’s biggest cities and turned the world into a planet-sized stadium for their civilization.

The sport?

Survival Racing.

Ferocious alien beasts were unleashed upon the ruins of the world along with thousands of alien death-row fugitives who were only told one thing: Kill the humans, survive the year and regain your freedom.

Elliot was a survivor. He died right before he entered the final 15 days of the Games.

But as his consciousness began to slip away, a metallic voice rang out within his soul.

Mission failed.

Activating sponsor’s Boon: Reverse Time Walk.

Activating sponsor's Boon: Beast System.

Welcome to the Beast System. My name is Hawk, your AI.

EXCERPT from Chapter 1:

Elliot screamed in absolute exhilaration as he smashed his foot on the brakes, just enough to fully utilize the power of his ceramic brakes but not so much that his tires locked up. He went from two hundred miles an hour to forty miles an hour in a heartbeat.

He entered the sharp corner from the outside at the maximum entry speed and skillfully brought his car to the threshold of his tire’s grip.

SCREEE!!

He took the corner at record speed like a professional racer and then floored the pedal to the metal once more!