Novels by Anoushka

Noah dropped to his knees, his face twisted with grief. “Father, your grandson has been crippled! His future is ruined!”His cries of anguish echoed throughout the secret chamber, accompanied by the mournful wails of the people gathered around him.……A little over ten seconds later, the dust covering the body of the man who had appeared to be nothing more than a corpse suddenly began to tremble. Without anyone touching it, the dust lifted into the air and scattered.The man, who had been sitting cross-legged all this time, slowly straightened his back. He turned his cold gaze toward Noah and asked, “What happened? Did he provoke the other party first, or did they come looking for trouble with him?”If his grandson had started the trouble and ended up seriously injured, then he had only himself to blame. But if someone had deliberately targeted him, that was another matter entirely. In that case, the debt would have to be settled.Noah knew his father's principles well. He wouldn't ha

The two young martial artists were only at the late Mingjin stage. In front of Reilan, they were no better than ants. She wouldn't even need to strike them. The sheer pressure of her presence would be enough to crush them.If this had happened before she met Hudson at the temple, Reilan would have either killed these two for daring to stand in her way or left them severely injured.However, her encounter with Hudson had changed her considerably. Under his influence, she had gradually become less arrogant and stopped looking down on others simply because she was known as the Female War God.She had come to understand that there would always be someone stronger, no matter how powerful she became. Some of the most formidable martial artists were surprisingly humble and preferred to keep a low profile. If she continued behaving as arrogantly and recklessly as she once had, she might eventually bring trouble upon herself.There was another reason for her change. Reilan knew that Hudson dis

Hudson decided to cast a divination to determine whether breaking the remaining seals would bring good or bad consequences. He would let the result guide his next move.If the outcome was favorable, he would continue traveling to the other continents, break their seals, and obtain the remaining Qiankun Plates along the way. These extraordinary artifacts could also prove useful in battle. If he managed to master their power, they might become formidable weapons capable of helping him eliminate even the strongest enemies.However, if the result was unfavorable, he might have to return to Lake Tahoe and see whether restoring the Qiankun Plate could reinstate the seal.Hudson had never been particularly accurate when using divination to seek answers, but this time, he felt an unusual certainty deep inside him. It was as though something was guiding him, making him believe that the result would be more precise than ever.He immediately got out of bed, took a bath, and changed into fresh cl

The Sawyer family estate was indeed quite close to Lake Tahoe, only about ten kilometers away.During the drive, Alben remained tactful and never once asked Hudson about what had happened beneath the lake. Having lived long enough to understand how the world worked, he knew that not every piece of information was worth knowing. Sometimes, knowing too much could bring trouble. If someone wanted to share something, all he had to do was listen. But if they chose to remain silent, it was best not to pry.Arnel, on the other hand, was bursting with curiosity. Several times, he almost opened his mouth to ask about the strange discovery, but Alben stopped him with a warning glance every time.It had taken them considerable effort to convince Hudson and the others to visit the Sawyer family. If Arnel's thoughtless questions offended their guests and made them change their minds, it would be a terrible loss for the family.As soon as they arrived at the estate, Alben immediately found an excus

‘You really think I'll make a fool of myself?’Hudson could tell what Dangie was thinking just by looking at his expression. The sect leader clearly expected him to struggle with the Qiankun Plate and eventually ask for help.‘Did he honestly believe Hudson couldn't move it?’If they weren't surrounded by so many people, Hudson could have sent the entire Qiankun Plate straight into the Sealed Heaven Realm with a single thought. Unfortunately, he couldn't afford to reveal that ability in front of everyone. Keeping his secrets was far more important than proving a point to Dangie.So he simply said, "I'll find a few people to help me when I get back."Seeing Hudson turn to leave, Reilan immediately followed him. The two headed toward the woods along the shore of Lake Tahoe."Master, are we really going to wait?" one of the elders asked as he approached Dangie."Of course."Dangie nodded, a faint smile appearing on his face. "I want to see how he's going to move that thing."Although he

When the light finally faded, what appeared beneath it was a massive circular stone disc. Hudson and Reilan couldn't help staring at it in surprise.Earlier, the intense glow had made the entire surface look like a giant mirror, giving the impression that a passage lay hidden behind it. But now that the light was gone, they realized it had all been an illusion.Although Hudson had already suspected that this place wasn't a treasure vault, he had still held on to a small hope that the surface might lead to a hidden realm. At the very least, he could have gone inside and explored whatever lay beyond it.Now, even that faint hope had been completely crushed.After putting away the wooden carving, Reilan released her control over the surrounding air. The thick mist she had created gradually began to disperse, allowing the area to become visible again.Seeing Hudson preparing to approach the stone disc, Reilan quickly stopped him. "I'll go first!"Without waiting for his response, she step

“Everyone wears a mask, Andrei.”Michael’s voice was calm, yet every word carried crushing weight.“Yours is called idealism. Due process. A spotless sense of morality that stands in broad daylight, judging everyone else.”His voice echoed through the livestream, spreading across the internet and reaching millions of viewers. Every sentence dug deeper into Andrei’s already fractured state of mind.“But what’s hiding underneath that mask? It was you. When that fire broke out, you locked the doors to all sixteen wards so you could escape alone. You chose yourself over everyone else. You ran for the exit without looking back while those psychiatric patients pounded on the locked doors, screaming and begging for help.”Michael's gaze never wavered. “You're not condemning me because I betrayed my ideals.”A cold, almost cruel smile touched the corner of his mouth.“You're condemning me because you're jealous. You're jealous that I had the courage to face the darkness... that I was willing

A flicker of anger flashed across Andrei's eyes.It was gone almost as quickly as it appeared, hidden beneath his usual polished smile.Then, slowly, he began to clap."Brilliant." His applause echoed through the office. "A truly brilliant defense, Professor Aliyah."His voice remained as warm and composed as ever, but beneath that calm exterior, something darker was beginning to surface."Occupational hazard..." He let out a faint, humorless chuckle. "That's certainly... an original argument."This time, he abandoned the theoretical debate entirely. Instead, he played his strongest card."Since you believe that's all this is," he said, "allow me to ask you one more question."He picked up the remote control on the table and pressed another button.The livestream split into two screens once again. On the right side appeared surveillance footage.The location was instantly recognizable.Platform 7.The infamous haunted platform. A wave of unease swept through the millions watching.The

The livestream began. In an instant, millions of eyes were fixed on Aliyah's sunlit office.The screen split neatly into two halves.On the left was Aliyah, composed and elegant, every bit the gentle psychology professor. On the right was Andrei, impeccably dressed, wearing the calm, confident smile of a man who belonged among society's elite.The viewer count skyrocketed.Thirty million.Then it climbed even higher at an astonishing speed.The live chat exploded, comments pouring across the screen like a river bursting through a broken dam."The Final Trial is starting!" "No way! Who is this Andrei? He looks incredible!" "He's judging Michael? Seriously? Michael's my idol!" "Stop being blinded by fandom! Read the title, this is a psychological trial. They're using professional analysis!"Andrei ignored the flood of comments completely.His attention never left Aliyah. There was just enough regret in his eyes to make him seem sincere, and just enough determination to convince the a

Ashley's heart shot into her throat. Then, at last, a woman's voice came through the phone.It sounded remarkably like Ashley's, about seventy percent alike, but it was clearer, calmer, and carried not the slightest hint of fear."I need five minutes. I'm going to the restroom."A satisfied smile tugged at the corner of Michael's lips."Good."Aliyah sat behind the spacious rosewood desk in her office, her posture graceful and composed.Warm afternoon sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows, wrapping the room in a soft golden glow. A cup of freshly brewed black tea rested in front of her, thin wisps of steam rising into the air, filling the office with its rich aroma.To anyone passing by, it looked like an ordinary afternoon. Only Aliyah knew how deceptive that appearance was.Hidden beneath the collar of her blouse was a pinhole camera no larger than the head of a pin. Buried against the bone behind her ear, a flesh-colored bone-conduction earpiece quietly relayed Micha

Michael's words struck Ashley like a bolt of lightning.Her entire body trembled violently, and her mind went completely blank.Her sister. Aliyah.The little sister who had always trailed behind her since they were children, timid and quick to tears. The quiet scholar she had always protected, someone she believed was too innocent and sheltered for the harshness of the world.A fear buried deep in her instincts seized her heart in an instant. Cold spread through every inch of her body, leaving her limbs stiff and numb. Almost on reflex, she reached into her pocket for her phone. She needed to hear Aliyah's voice. Right now.But her hands were shaking so badly that she couldn't even hold the phone. Again and again, her trembling fingers slipped against its cold metal frame."Calm down."A hand reached over and gently covered the back of hers.It wasn't a large hand, but it was unbelievably steady. The simple touch stopped her frantic, futile movements.It was Michael.Only moments ago

"That incident became a wound buried deep in your heart," Michael said. "And because of it, when you grew up, you chose to become a police officer. You've spent your whole life chasing control and order with almost obsessive determination."Ashley stared at him without speaking."Every time you try to help me," Michael continued, "every time you try to drag me back onto what you think is the right path, you're not saving me."He stepped closer, leaning toward her just enough that only she could hear his next words."You're trying to make up for your childhood regrets."His voice dropped even lower."You're trying to save that powerless little girl you used to be."Ashley's body stiffened.She staggered backward until her shoulders struck the side of the mobile command vehicle. For a moment, she nearly lost her balance.Her face was drained of color. Her breathing became shallow. Disbelief filled her eyes.He was right. Every word of it.As she looked at Michael, she finally understood