Novel & Cerita Apocalipsis Novela

The feeling became so overwhelming that he held the book so tight that it began to tear, his other hand gripped the arm of the throne, he gripped it so tightly that he began feeling pain and that brought some calm to his mind but not fully, he tightened his grip both on the arm of the throne and book. Chase snapped his head to the sound of both cracking and tearing, he stood up, he widened his eyes, the book in Kaiden's hand was tearing while the arm of the throne was cracking, from where he was he could see the crack which was rapidly moving down to the foot of the throne. "Oh, goddess! Kaiden!" He yelled in horror, he rushed to the Alpha whose eyes were already bulging, and his veins were

“Sure. Mr. Mysterious is a vampire. Vampires aren’t real... Are they? No. That’s silly. He was in broad daylight all day today. But damn, he’s weird.” Ava spent hours looking for information on the man. She found no trace of whom the Constantine family was behind the scenes, only known to be the most influential tech company in the world. Researching the name of the company, Ava gasped. Apollyon: The angel of the bottomless pit in the Book of Revelation. “Holy shit! Maybe he is a vampire.” Sitting back in her chair, she thought about the possibility. Too many scary references over the past hours had given flight to her overactive imagination, as usual. Her years of curiosity in urban legends

Alejandro smirks. The words feel like a punch to the gut. I know that about Dad. I’ve been his test subject for years… I can hear Charlotte’s heart thud before she moves closer to me, her eyes filled with sadness as she wraps her arms around one of mine. Kiara and Delsanra exchange looks, and Alejandro’s smirk fades as he watches us intently. “So uh… Apophis, as in the Egyptian god of Chaos?” Charlotte asks, trying to lighten the tension.

She fell—through the void, through the endless dark—until suddenly, her body hit solid ground. A sharp gasp tore from her lips. She was back. The Forgotten Path stretched before her, broken and warped. The others landed beside her, dazed but alive. Cassian groaned. "I’m going to kill something." Mira staggered upright. "Preferably whatever that was." Dorian rubbed his temples. "So… just to recap, we accidentally unleashed an apocalypse?" Lena swallowed hard. "Seems that way." A heavy silence settled between them.

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.

The Apocalyptic Legion called out to Lucas respectfully. Cecilia was so shocked that she took a few steps back. Despite cracking her head thinking about it, she could not understand why nine people would be showing up all of a sudden… ‘No! That’s not true!’ Cecilia felt that the Apocalyptic Legion was not human because they did not have the human scent, nor smelled like the Dark Races. Instead, it smelled like… Suddenly, Cecilia thought of a shocking possibility. And that was the Apocalyptic Legion were all zombies.

The house was strangely quiet as I snuck out of my room. It had only been a couple of minutes since I heard the two men stomping away. Where they went was beyond me; I just wanted to get a drink and something sweet before returning to my new habit of being a recluse. My steps were light as I reached the halfway point in the living room. I paused and glanced around suspiciously. A glass of milk sat on the small table beside the couch along with the tv remote. I glanced at the channel that was on and frowned. It seemed to be a news station that was showing images of a developing fire. My stomach churned as I realized there were crucified people screaming in the midst of the flames. I quickly g

she said, suspecting that she was played at. “Yeah, I can.” “Wait, is this a joke? Because you have to stop, Harvey is serious when he said that he is coming for your family.” “Helena, I can read that.” Zac said with conviction. Helena’s jaw dropped. There is no way that a new sin-eater can read this mythological book. In the hands of the unworthy, they will regret even touching it. It will cause them immense pain and death instantly. Who is Zac and why is he like this journal ,a mystery?

“What do you mean, Samael?” He rose to lean against the bar. “I mean,” he said slowly, “that nothing in Heaven's powers and those vested in the gods can stop this. Humanity's prophecies are coming true. The Kali Yuga, the Third Great Shaking, the Apocalypse, but not in the manner you imagine. John Lennon's song is precisely right. You are witnessing the end of an age.” He walked over to the jukebox and keyed up a song:

Buis explained as I looked through the lens of the microscope. A soft gasp escaped my lips when I realized it was right. Strange, dark and tiny particles danced in the liquid, and I watched in horror as it slowly invaded other blood cells, making them multiply until everything was covered in those particles. What made it worse was that this blood was supposed to be stagnant. The cells should be dead. Everything should be dead. But these particles… they were alive even in dead blood cells. How the hell was this even possible? “Are you saying the explosion caused the apocalypse?” I asked in despair as I ran a hand through my hair, my mind spinning with different thoughts. “How do I know I'm no