Novels by Odera

Logan's hold on Sonia instinctively tightened. If they thought he'd harm her, they’d be gravely mistaken, and he would fight them if it came down to it.“I didn't hurt her,” Logan said, the words making him grimace. He would never even think of harming her. “She brought us here, she saved me.”The pleiadian's armor gleamed as he stepped closer, the marking on his forehead pulsing violently, the air around him was charged, bending heat and light as If reality itself obeyed his will. Logan stood firm, he felt the hum under his skin reacting to counter this upcoming threat, faint blue light racing through his veins.The pleiadian sneered. “You expect us to believe you? She’s drained to the brink of enlightenment.”“Because she teleported across realms,” Logan shot back, his words spilling out. “They were going to capture us, but she saved us. She brought us here.” He’d already pieced it together, they weren't on earth anymore. Sonia had risked her life teleporting them to Pleiadia. They

‘Trust’The weight of doubt threatened to tip the scales of trust between them. But Logan didn't relent, he gave in. Light bent violently around them, tearing the very fabrics of reality as the alley was consumed by a blinding flash of blue-white brilliance, every sound dying down into eerie silence.It was as if the force of gravity was dispelled for a split second. Logan felt weightless—then the ground rushed up to meet them. He twisted mid-air, pulling Sonia closer to his chest as they crashed. Protecting her as much as he can from the impact, that was his priority right now. A pained groan escaped his lips as they hit hard on the floor, then he slowly turned his head.“Sonia!”After a futile attempt to stand, her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto her knees. The glow in her eyes flickered wildly, then dimmed altogether. Logan's arm reached out immediately, catching her as she slumped, and he gasped at the contact of Sonia's cold skin on his.“Sonia, look at me,” Logan said ur

As Christopher stepped fully into the moonlight, the alley felt smaller, shadows closing in around him. Logan stilled, his fists clenched beside him. He felt it even before he truly saw it—the pressure instant shift, the air around him tightening, the way Sonia’s body went rigid beside him. Her breath caught, almost silent, but to Logan it rang like a gunshot. Logan's gaze locked on Christopher, the man he called friend. This wasn't the boy he knew growing up, his usual calm poise, and bright smiles were replaced with something very dark. His eyes burned with something dangerous and unfiltered. “How does it feel, Logan?” Christopher’s sharp voice sliced through the tension. Logan stepped instinctively in front of Sonia. “What are you talking about?” “How does it feel to be hiding? To be cast as a shadow?” Logan's brow knitted. “Don't you get it? You're still too dumb to see what's in front of you,” Christopher continued. “I've always been your shadow. You were the spe

Without haste they moved deeper into the transit tunnel, it stretched endlessly ahead without any source of light. Sonia’s handheld pulse light proved to be useful as it sliced through the darkness, giving them a clear view of where they stepped. Dripping water, escaping from a decaying pipe, was the only distinct noise aside from the soft scraping of their shoes. The city's usual noises, above them, were muted, seeming distant and almost unreal—echoes of Logan's forgotten history. A faint, yet perceptible, blue glow pulsed within his veins; the prickling sensation beneath his skin was noticeable—a dwindling trace of energy slowly fading. "Does it hurt?" Sonia asked in a gentle voice, breaking the silence. Logan turned to look at her. "Not really… It's more of a sting now. It feels like there's pressure. Like something wants to get out." She simply nodded. "It'll stop when you learn to control it." "Have you come across this before? Someone like me?" he asked, his curiosity p

The grey sky hung low, casting a dismal glow on the narrow path as Sonia led Logan through twisted backstreets. Their legs burned, yet they kept moving. Finally, an abandoned tunnel was in sight—a transit tunnel, almost crumbling. She stopped, breaths heavy. “We'll be safe here. For now.” Logan rested on the wall, a tired sigh escaping his lips. “You lied to me,” he said, his voice low. “Yes,” she simply said, gaining a dangerous stare from Logan. Trust was indeed a luxury, one he couldn't afford to indulge in anymore. One he had to learn to live without. Pain always came with trust and it had a way of carving itself into memory: his father's death, his mother's empty promises ‘everything’ll be alright’ but it never did. Christopher, his best friend, turned out to be exploring him all this while. He even knew what happened the night his father died, and that alone cut him deepest. Logan shook his head. Trust meant hurt always. Sonia, the one person he'd let his wall down fo

Logan's face twisted in shock and betrayal, he stilled for a moment. But, the word rang loudly in his head. “Run.” He grabbed her hand and bolted out of the lab. The elevator pinged open, revealing fully armored men with a small gun. Tranquilizer guns. Red lights bathed the hallway, glowing violently. Automated voices announcing loudly on the speakers. “Security breach! Lockdown sequence activated!” They raced down the corridor moving at a crazy-fast pace. Sonia’s grip on Logan’s hand tightened as she pulled him along. “This way,” she said, making a left turn into a maintenance passage. Logan's mind reeled with questions, his eyes drilling into the back of Sonia’s head. Even at the evident danger, he wanted an explanation. “Sonia—” “Please, not now,” she cut in. “Trust me.” They slipped through a narrow passage just as tranquilizer shots flew by, landing on the wall where Logan's head had been a second earlier. One of the men chasing after them ordered the troop, his voi