Armageddon Conspiracy Novels & Stories

"They're going to blame this on us. Make it look like we attacked. Use it to justify total war against supernatural beings." President Morrison's eyes widened with understanding and horror. "How many bombs?" "I don't know. But there are more. And the people who planted them are still in the building." POV: Maya The second explosion was closer. The building shook. Dust fell from the ceiling. Through the windows, I saw the Secret Service evacuating the President. Saw news crews capturing everything. Saw the narrative being written in real time: Supernatural beings attack White House. This was it. The conspiracy Nathan had warned about. The faction that wanted war getting their excuse.

The Torah code was a series of hidden codes that scholars had deciphered from the first five books of the Old Testament. “So when’s the big day?” one of the twins asked, leaning forward, a look of worry forming on her face. “Unless we take a stand, doomsday will come for us on the first day of the year of the black mist,” Hans said. “Armageddon is heading our way on January the first, 2021. That’s 7 days away.”

There was no place for unforgiveness. “Do you think the political mayhem triggered the economic breakdown that resulted in the war?” Napoleon asked. “You better ask Isaac about it. Your brother knew everything even before I told you.” “So, Isaac told you about this? And he never even confided in me.” “Isaac shared his knowledge in chaos theory twice.” “A physics concept paired with world war 3?” “He predicted the New World Order in less than six months, and now it is happening." "My brother thinks about the New World Order. What is Harvard teaching my younger brother? Are they nuts?"

"And she's also agreed to build us a doomsday shelter and invest an equivalent amount in gold bars." The picture I painted was far too tempting. The resistance on their faces began to waver. Daisy asked in a low voice, "Then… what if the apocalypse never comes?" "If it doesn't," I replied calmly, "we'll still have the gold." That sentence shattered their final line of defense. I pressed on while the iron was hot. "Dad, this is our only chance. Either we cling to a house that will be worth nothing in the apocalypse and wait to die together—

S) Clearly according to what Cortona Van Ruby said, it was clearly a conspiracy. I am sure that the person and organizations that made the Harbinger and The Church of Light was the same entity after all. Certainly, it was a poor attempt to make Church of Light become even more popular as one of the universal religions. To people of this time, it might be hard to see this scheme but, to a modern person like me, it was as clear as a day to me. “Looks..like…hmm, wait a minute..Alure…come her to my side…”.

His absolute conviction that we'll survive this. "We killed Lucian. We survived his conspiracy. We completed our bond." His hand cups my face. "We can handle whatever comes next." I want to believe him. Do believe him. But the documents on Sage's table haunt me. Twenty conspirators. Twenty powerful wolves who wanted control over the entire species. Who funded a monster for decades. Who are still out there. Still planning. And in four weeks, we walk into a room with all of them. Summit. Where politics happen. Where alliances form. Where enemies gather.

And from what I could see, it was a painful reversal. When it was done they lay on the floor out of breath. Damiano let out a weak sigh. "If you're going to have the Armageddon war, do it outside. I won't let you wreck the study again."

Lea said as Klaus nodded and pointed at me. “And you Charlie will be the cause of this war. The key to the myth Armageddon.” Klaus said. “Okay there is no possible way that I will be the one to start a war between these species. First you tell me that my whole life, my memories has been nothing but a lie and the next I’m the key to this so called Armageddon. This is so much information to take in right now.” I spoke quickly with a splitting headache that had me massaging the side of the skull.

He was so powerful, I was as insignificant as a bug. Then, I heard a scream. All my life, I've fought to be mediocre, to hide in the midst of the crowd. I've fought to be inconsequential, just a random face in the vast populace. I tried as much as possible to run away from responsibilities, looking up to Tyler to help me out of tight spots. I read, oh I did. Not academics though, never academics. I researched on Armageddon, my fascination with the concept stretching into obsession. Even my family forbade me from talking about it. But when I was with Tyler, I was free, as free as a Jay bird. I could talk about anything without expecting to see discrimination in his eyes. When he talked to me,

Rejoice, for you will live in my Kingdom. Everyone in the world was waiting for the prophecy to be fulfilled. People came out of their homes with placards where they wrote that "get Off the couch, "" don't be a couch politician," "get out in the sun from a canned den." Rock musicians in instagrama urged subscribers to go to concerts to have one last break in life. Bloggers staged a flash mob where they threw TVs out of the window to show what to give up and what to strive for. The UN has urgently convened a meeting of representatives from different countries to draw up a plan to prevent the consequences of mass hysteria. No one could believe that life on earth would soon end, but at the same