Alternate Start Oblivion Novels & Stories

Liora asked, wearing a cold, icy smile one that bore a striking resemblance to the expression Mavric often wore when dismantling his business rivals. “Do you truly believe you have planned for every single possibility?” “What do you mean by that?” Lucas frowned, looking confused. “I began hacking into this system the very moment I inserted the sapphire key earlier,” Liora declared, delivering the blow with absolute precision. You were so completely focused on analysing my biometric data that you forgot to check the integrity of the system’s core kernel. Ever since my time in New York, I have been developing a specialised data-wiping virus I call ‘Oblivion’. The moment I walked into this room

If you didn’t manifest now, you never would. “Okay,” I whispered to the void, my voice tight. “Okay. Fine. New player pack, then.” Every rookie got a starter pack. A random Artifact, some points, a fighting chance. I mentally commanded my inventory to open. Empty. A vast, gray nothingness stared back at me. No Ability. No pack. No points. Level zero. Thrown into an A-Class Instance called ‘Apocalypse Academy.’ The Game wasn’t just rigged. It was personally pissed at me.

Mars's cheeks turn pink blushing and stealing a glance at Zenia. "Let us start it in a new way." Marcus screams waving his hands in the air." yes, the brother said it right." we should refresh our start. Marcus kneels down in front of Olivia, grab her hand and bow. "I Prince Marcus Smith with all my heart apologise to Princess Olivia Cox. " Would you like to start a new journey with me?" Marcus asked looking into her eyes in hope Olivia covered her face with her other hand and a tear of happiness rolled down her cheeks, Zenia who is sitting next to her gave her a side hug."Go on sis"..she whispered in her ears...

REBORNED Episode EPISODE Eight Third person POV Six months later: It was night when a girl dressed in black shirt and shorts with sneakers was walking down an alley. A black pouch was hanging on her waist and black cap donned on her fake bob cut hair. Because it was night, she seemed to blend in the environment and no one on the street regarded her. She reached a club called Potty and wine, one of the most illegal strip clubs in Lucknow…

Verity peered at Mizkeal with horror-filled eyes, as if she was in shock and trance at the same time. That didn’t even make Mizkeal shed a single sweat. He smirked, looking proud of what he had just done. He slipped his hand into his pants pockets and strutted closer to the humongous grave of an entire army. The camera of the drone moved towards the sky, focusing on the dragons and the dragon riders who had come into action. The moment he crosses the border, the war would begin. It’s now or never.

The Beginning *** The old man moved speedily through the darkened cobblestone streets, his body casting faint shadows against the walls and pavement. A tattered coat stretched across his shoulders and barely held back the cold as he clutched at the lapels with arthritic fingers. He knew he should've left the tavern for home hours ago, but the talk tonight had been such that gave a man new hope. Something that was rare and hard to come by in this time of uprisings and unrest.

The Dark Moon pack was coming-and they were ready to fight. "Sophia," Ash said with eyes of a serious intensity. "Whatever happens, remember that your loyalty is to your family, your pack. We will protect each other." "I know," she said, her voice firming into an unmovable decision. "We'll fight together." It wasn't until the first silhouettes finally cut through the trees that Sophia felt her heart race in her chest. She was ready for whatever was to come next-ready to defend her family, her pack, and the love she still held within her for Daniel, whatever the outcome.

My clothes were about to be torn off while struggling from his grip. I suddenly felt like something was wrong. Back in my past life, Zach had arrived a few minutes after Tom came in. Why was he not here yet? Also, the only other person present was not doing anything. Back then, that person had run off to get others here the second she heard something was wrong. There might be a change in plans. I started to fight back. Tom thought I was still playing the part of the unwilling victim in this 'sex game'. It only made him even more excited.

At 3:00 AM, the biting cold wind howled through the mountain fields, where countless unmarked graves lay scattered across the land. Eloise shivered, her voice trembling with unease. "Couldn't we have done this tomorrow? Why did it have to be tonight? Don't you find this place scary?" Gavin's tone remained flat, his voice cutting through the cold night air. "Isn't there a hotel or inn near the gravesite?" Eloise scoffed, "Look around. We're in the middle of nowhere. Do you really think there's anything out here?"

Jake backed off but did not quit. He loitered outside the school daily, begging for forgiveness every time he saw me. "I'm sorry. I was wrong. Please, give me another chance," he repented. I ignored him, sick of his face and words. Unable to move me, he went online and started a livestream.