A Thousand Shall Fall Book Novels & Stories

OLIVIA We stand there, engaged in a staring contest. Of course I lose because in my defense his eyes aren’t really the type you’d like to look into for a long time. It feels like they’ll drag you into the plainness of them. “I’m out of here,” I mutter under my breath and try to push past him. He’s not even trying to be gentle at this point, he pushes my shoulders hard enough that I stumble and fall to the floor. It hurt, really bad. I hope I’ve not bruised my tail bone because it would be even more painful.

My whole body is numb, and all I can do is cough and sneeze. As soon as I get to land, I lay on the cold snow in a ball on my side. I can't feel anything. Maybe I am going to die. Freeze to death. Here lies Temperance Andrews. A pathetic nothing that died with no one to care about it. I close my eyes, not caring what will happen. In movies, there is always a person telling the other not to close their eyes. But no person is telling me that, so why should I care? ******************************

" Chelsea glared down at the box and huffed. I still don't understand, Sophie. I laughed as her lips pouted and her face screwed up. She had pretty lips, they were really thick with a perfect cupid's bow. I opened the box and pulled out a blank pink paper heart. I held it up in the air between me and Chelsea. "This is an empty love." I pointed to the box. Noona gave me a thousand to collect in my life." I put the heart back in the box and took her hand. "A new adventure, Chelsea, To collect a thousand love kisses before I die, from my soulmate." I..... What.... Sophie? I'm confused!" She said, but I could hear the anger in her voice. Chelsea can be pretty angry when she wants to.

Then the words fell like thunder. “The king is dead!”

I gazed at the altar, where Castor loomed like a monarch, his hands radiating ominous energy. And at that instant, I sensed the burden of the prophecy, the certainty of what lay ahead. "One will rise, one will decline." Dahlia's voice pierced the turmoil, gentle yet distinct. "I'll be the one to fall," she murmured, her eyes open wide in understanding. Before I could reply, she pivoted and dashed away, vanishing into the darkness. The earth beneath us trembled fiercely, and I looked in the direction of the altar. Castor remained in place, his laughter reverberating throughout the battlefield.

I remember the words that he spoke to me before he was leaving. He promised me that he will come back to me. . “I promise”, I recalled his words again before darkness took me. Please come back home Vik, you promise. You promised me…… . . Time stands still Beauty in all she is I will be brave I will not let anything take away What's standing in front of me Every breath, every hour has come to this One step closer I have died every day, waiting for you Darling, don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years

They gave me purpose. That night, I slept with a smile. The future seemed to hold many prospects. Of love and of happiness. ****Thank you for giving my book a shot****

“How can I believe that? How can I trust anything you say when I know you’re capable of planning something so calculated?” “You can’t. I know you can’t.” He looked broken. Utterly destroyed. “But I’m standing here anyway. I’m standing in this rain for as long as it takes. I’m making myself a public spectacle. I’m letting the whole world see me fall apart. Because I need you to know that this is real. What I feel for you is real.” I was crying openly now. “Standing in the rain doesn’t prove anything.”

said Professor Alex pleasantly. “I will announce something important to all of us. But first I will explain our current situation. You must know that the world is getting out of control. Last night, I chatted with a board member from the Hope organization. They think that if the world will collapse soon and within two months, seventy percent of the human population will become terrible creatures due to the 'S' virus,” said Professor Alex in a serious tone. All members of the Jaguar team listened carefully to Professor Alex's words.

CHAPTER 10 Lyra POV I woke to the sound of the crowd outside, their voices increasing in an unruly chant. "The King has fallen." What was wrong? I stood from the bed, wondering where the noise came from. I moved to the window to check what exactly was going on. A gasp escaped my mouth when I saw hundreds of wolves, gathered with banners in their hands. "The King has fallen," I read. "Execute the temptress." What were they trying to do and why was no one stopping them?