3rd Pov Omniscient Novels & Stories

Cela just smiled. The viewing starts in a few minutes. Everyone gets ready to take their seats. Almost everyone came except for Nate. Good thing, Lora didn’t tell Cela about her invitation. It was supposed to be a surprise for her but fate surely has a different plan for the night. A mix of emotions sweeps the viewers of the TV adaptation of the book. It’s the last of the three in the series and it’s quite different from the first two stories that were carefully planned.

Third Person Pov: The silence in the car was awkward as they progressively drove to their destination. Hayden focuses on his tablet, the sound of his fingers moving on the keyboard filling the air. Thomas on the other hand, is busy on the phone. Sweat sliding down the poor driver's head. The silence was tense and thick, as thick as a blanket. Suddenly, Thomas locks his phone abruptly, turning to Hayden with a sluggish grin on his face. "Why do you look so uncomfortable?" Thomas teased. Despite Hayden's face remaining neutral, his body betrayed him.

Third Person POV Emily sat in the dimly lit room, the glow of the screen illuminating her face as she watched the video of Scarlet’s accident, the images playing out in a never-ending loop. Her eyes were glazed over with a manic intensity as she replayed the moment of impact, finding a perverse sense of joy in the destruction that unfolded before her eyes.

**3rd POV** --- Mia floated in a surreal, endless void, her voice echoing into the vast emptiness. "Hello? Can anybody hear me?" Her words were swallowed by the silence, and no response came. Fear and confusion gripped her as she drifted, her mind racing to make sense of her surroundings. Everything felt so distant, as if she were trapped in a dream she couldn’t wake from. But there was something else—a presence, a whisper of familiarity that kept her from spiraling into despair.

Rosemary’s Pov “I will eat later…” I say softly , offering him a smile. He exchanges a look with Xavier , but I do not stay for the lectures that I know is coming. Instead I walk to the entrance and sit on the floor in a crossed legged position – my eyes fixated on the fiery red flames that almost touches the sky. I sit out there for a while , enjoying the peace of being alone. At this moment , all I ever want is to be alone. I would often feel my stomach kick me with hunger , as my nose smelt the food that was cooking but I easily turned my attention back to the burning kingdom.

"Y-Yeah... why?" "Maybe there are clues in the notes. Is it still with you?" "I threw it away," she said, then switched the T.V. channel. She doesn't like late night shows anymore. More dramas and nonsense shows. "Oh," her friend said regretfully. "Keep the notes next time. You know... maybe one of these days he might introduce himself in a note." "His name is Third. That's always on the note, eh." "So, do you know anyone who has the same name?"

The silence, as our eyes shifted from her retreating figure back to the message, lasted for as long as it took Maya, looming unnoticed behind us, to formulate the perfect accent to the revelation occurring. “‘One plus one equals three’ . . . You are the third, then! We could only hope.”

“I don't think that's even safe…maybe we should book a ride. A four wheeled one to be precise…” “You won't catch a ride. Every cabman is booked, Princess. Else you walk all the way down and I doubt you know your way there. This is your only hope.” I chew the inside of my lips slightly annoyed that he is right. I grudgingly walked up to the black beast and closed my eyes as my palm touched the cold metal. “I’m sorry…uhmm..Bertha…Don’t kill us on the way” I chuckled nervously on the last part. Seriously, don't kill me. I still need to know how Weirder things ends.”

Third person's POV He gazed down at Olivia, who looked breathtakingly beautiful tonight, a sight he had never seen before. In his heart, he truly wanted to compliment her, but before he had the chance, the despised Zander had already seized Olivia's attention. Just like now, before he could expose Zander's pretense, Olivia had already concluded that he was the cause of tonight's chaos. "I know," Marsh responded in a deep voice, still looking down at Olivia, waiting quietly for her to continue.