Alternate Start Oblivion Novels & Stories

MARGO POV ****** I was at the edge of the cliff, staring at Eve but Instead of me holding onto her, it was in reverse, and when I looked down and saw just how daunting the way down looked, I turned to face her, my mouth opening to plead for my life, but it wasn't just Eve that was holding onto me, it was the faces of all the people I'd killed... And then I was plunging, falling fast, my scream fading in the air no matter how loud I yelled until I crashed to the floor beneath, my bone shattering into a million pieces.

"I'll do anything you want, so long as you forgive me!" I shook my head in rejection. He abruptly started shouting, "It was Anna who seduced me, Elaine! That's the only reason why I betrayed you!" Pointing at her, he continued, "She's the one who insisted on dragging me into the hot springs with her. Will you forgive me once I prove to you that I love you more?" He grabbed a knife from his pocket and stabbed Anna, shouting, "Go to hell! You ruined my perfect life!"

"Marcus, how dare you lie to me! You said you were looking for Lorelei to force her to apologize to me. Turns out, you're here proposing to her? "Didn't you swear you'd protect me no matter what? Have you forgotten already? How could you do this to me?" The fuming Sienna glared at Marcus murderously, demanding an explanation. Marcus was dumbstruck by the slap. He had been raised as the next-in-line Alpha since he was young. No one had ever dared to slap him. Marcus returned a backhanded slap. "Shut up, you stupid woman. Who do you think you are? How dare you hit me? I am the next Alpha of the Shadowhowl pack. If you dare to come near me again, I'll send you to prison."

I heard a replied and looked up glaring at the students. “What?” I asked him. “Err... 7th chapter Madam.” A student in the front bench mumbled. “Right! Let’s start it.” I said and planned his murder in my mind. *Adithya Pov* “So in the 7th lane of that street…” Rajeev started saying and I stopped him showing my hand. “What lane?” I asked him. “7th lane.” He replied, frowning but I chuckled hearing it. “Continue.” I mumbled, and he did without me stopping him.

It took Daisy ten years to transform from a humble street vendor into a star investor in the corporate world. I stood by her side for every single one of those ten years. During our darkest year, I threw away every last drop of my self-respect and begged my estranged mother just for twenty dollars to buy us a decent meal. Looking back into Daisy’s heartbroken, tear-filled eyes, I gave her a soft smile and asked just one thing: "On the day the company finally goes public on Nasdaq, will you bring me with you?" She held me close and promised she would. Years later, when her company’s empire was soaring at its absolute peak, I gently brought up my old request once more. She didn't even bot

Gentle. Too gentle. Like a whisper before thunder. Noah didn’t move. Didn’t laugh it off this time. He just stared, mouth slightly parted, pulse rabbiting at the base of his throat. Lucien saw it. And something inside him smiled. Because now they were both aware: This wasn’t the actual game. This was the beginning. __ Later That Night Lucien poured himself a final glass of wine. Leaned against the glass wall of his private study, overlooking the sleeping city.

Her original programming's self-destruct code. Hidden. Waiting. Ready. The war was just beginning.

Meanwhile, Wendy had fallen in a sprawl on the floor. Wendy clutched Connor’s pant leg and said, “Connor, you have to believe me. This didn’t happen. This video must be fake. You know me. Things have been so hard for me these past few years.” Connor looked at her coldly before bending down to pry her fingers off him. “My biggest mistake was ever trusting you.” As Connor strode away, the crowd burst into a flurry of discussion. These were all people who knew how to play the game. They worshiped the ground those more powerful than them walked on, and they disdained those below them. With the Lidell family having lost the Gordon family’s support, Horace and Wendy became targets of their ire.

I leaned closer, staring as faint code began to scroll across the display, too fast to read, too familiar to ignore. And then, clear as day, words appeared on the small screen. “Phase III … Fate Restart.” The light flickered once, then went dark. My breath caught, the air around me suddenly still. Something had begun again.

Ren said, his eyes burning with the cold fire of a revolution that had just gone global. He looked at Leo and Kara. "We wake every player. We arm every NPC. We turn Aethelgard into an impenetrable fortress." Ren slung the rifle over his shoulder, his posture straightening into that of a true commander. "Server Zero is officially online. And we are going to burn their entire network to the ground."