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Maximillian's hands cupped Julian's face, his thumbs tracing the soft contours of the latter's jaw. He leaned in, their breaths mingling in an exchange of pheromones. Julian felt the heat radiating from Maximillian's body, his own heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Only a whisper of space separated their lips from each other.
Maximillian's voice was a husky sigh against Julian's mouth. "If you don't want this, push me away."
The challenge hung heavy in the air, but Julian met it head-on. "I do," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. In a single, fluid motion, he closed the distance, his lips meeting Maximillian's in a kiss that was both hesitant and hungry.
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A catastrophic meteorite impact triggered the first evolution.
A devastating global viral pandemic forced the second evolution.
Insatiable human greed drove the third evolution.

What does it feel like to play hide-and-seek with your enemy during the day, and entangle with him during the night?

Julian Haas, a male omega, formerly known as Laurent Krausser, shot Atticus Bates, a male alpha responsible for his father's demise. The murder attempt failed and ended in an explosive collapse, landing Julian in a hospital.
The National Bureau of Security, tasked with investigating the fiery demise of the building, brought alpha Maximillian Grant face-to-face with the enigmatic omega, the only other survivor of the tragedy. 
Intent on gaining a second chance for revenge, Julian started to approach Maximillian. Unable to resist Julian's seductive advances, Maximillian was soon drowning in not only the omega's intoxicating scent but also the murky secrets at the heart of the third evolution.

Warning tag : NOT a slow burn romance, a lot of smut scenes

Ascension : Dawn Of The Third Evolution

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"No one will know we survive. We will start anew somewhere else."

Atticus stared at Martha's crumpled form on the ground before he shifted his gaze to the intruder who just committed the atrocious murder.

"Byron," he said, a touch of surprise imminent in his voice. "It's you."

"A bunch of traitors," Clad head to toe in heavy military gear, Byron Thorne leveled his weapon at Atticus. "After everything I have done for the Consortium. How dare you all go behind my back and betray me in the worst manner possible."

Atticus blinked at him. He couldn't raise his arms in surrender even if he wanted to, thanks to Julian's amazing handiwork.

"I don't know what you are talking about," Atticus declared, his every word a carefully crafted performance. "Look at me, Byron. Do I look like I just betrayed someone?"

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