Annihilation Novels & Stories

Her stomach cramps are now intensified as she was struggling hard with him. As Lady Anne approached them, pointed his gun at her and shoot her right away. Lady Anne slowly lay down her body on the floor with lots of blood spilling out her mouth and her chest. "Oh, my God! Nooooo!" Kristina shouted. Luther heard Kristina's terrified voice and he together with his men rushed to run in the voice's direction. "Alvin don't even touch your finger to Kristina!" he is gritting his teeth while running so fast.

By the look of him, no one can identify what is going on inside his mind. Elena's heart started to thump loudly when she saw Zane, who was looking very handsome in his navy blue suit and her wolf howled in excitement, but she refused the mate bond because Aiden was not a true lover, but Elena would never forget his love. So she denied the mate connection that she felt when she saw Zane. There was no doubt that he was the most beautiful specimen on the earth and his raven black hair was adding a plus point to his beauty.

The Ghost Immortal said, "Now that visions are frequently born everywhere, and there are soul-devouring demonic flowers constantly causing havoc, and the Bitter Realm side is starting to get uneasy, the second stage of the Annihilation Era has gradually arrived, and the Purple Mansion is afraid that it will have to face an unprecedented cataclysmic catastrophe." Xiao Dust listened to the brow more and more locked deeper and deeper, annihilation era, exactly what is the annihilation era? Is it that absurd heavenly saying, or is it man-made? Ghost immortal referred to the vision, is afraid to refer

“I’m dying.” “What the fuck?” The tone in Minus’s voice immediately shifted from anger to concern. I gasped, my hand reflexively covering my mouth. “I have CRC.” “What the hell is that?” Minus asked with a slight drawl. Evidence of his time spent in Savannah. “Jesus, Minus, you sound like a goddamned hillbilly,” Cutter said with a chuckle. “Colorectal cancer,” Warthog sang out, in a mock country singer voice, to a cheery tune that did not fit the lyrics.

The sacrifice of his fury had refined his power to perfection. “Brayden, you are the seal of perfection,” I said, feeling the connection between our souls. “The Rune of Annihilation must be the language of destruction. I create it, and you inscribe it and make it permanent.” Brayden focused, his mind now like a supercomputer without emotional interference. The Rune of Spiritual Annihilation that I created in the astral plane manifested, stable and ready to be fired. The offensive barrier formed: a dome of pure white light, infused with Jayden's blue fire, and stabilized by Brayden's immutable runic geometry. The power was so imm

Entire species vanished within minutes not killed, but erased so completely that the universe forgot they had ever existed. "This is no longer a war," Marcus said, his hands gripping the edge of the command table until his knuckles went white, his soldier's mind struggling to process devastation on a scale that defied military comprehension. They're not conquering, they're erasing. Making it as if entire worlds never existed at all."

I was blind, deaf, and utterly alone in the dark. A final, system-wide alert blared from a dying speaker, a distorted, digital death rattle. >CATASTROPHIC CASCADE FAILURE. TOTAL SYSTEMS COLLAPSE IN T-MINUS 60 SECONDS. ANNIHILATION PROTOCOL ENGAGED. Annihilation protocol. Of course. Eleanor’s final gift. A dead man’s switch. If the core went down, it would take the city—and any evidence—with it. I had to get out. I had to try.

that caused the Sentinels to glitch and shatter. From the sea, Arthur’s human fleet opened fire. They didn't use kinetics; they used "Null-Shells" filled with the dampening dust of the South. The explosions didn't create fire; they created Silence. Each shell created a "Void-Zone" where the Origin-World’s geometric laws couldn't function, allowing the shifters to move in for the kill.

"Jun, I need the Targeting-Matrix locked on the lead dreadnought’s cooling vents!" "I'm trying, Kaz!" Jun’s voice was a frantic chorus of data-stutter. "But the Action-Horror is too much—they aren't just firing lasers; they're firing Compressed-Singularities (miniature black holes). If one touches us, we aren't just dead; we're erased from the timeline!"

“But his mother was.” My breath goes shallow. Lucien reads over my shoulder, silent. Rowan stands across the chamber, still as a drawn bow. “What kind of collapse?” I ask quietly. Lucien answers. “Secondary resonance dampening. Proximity bleed.” I close my eyes. The Axis hums—not alarmed, not panicked. Heavy. Like it knows this moment matters. “So this is it,” Rowan says hoarsely. “This is the failure they were waiting for.” “Yes,” I say.