Blasphemous Endings Novels & Stories

The revelation unfurled like a dark tapestry, weaving a tale of malevolence and perversion, casting a pall of dread upon the fateful convergence of the fallen angels, and heralding the impending clash of darkness and divine will that would come to define the fate of worlds. Asmo's mind reeled with the stark realization of the impending calamity, the weight of the world's impending doom pressing heavily upon him. "I can't believe this," he muttered, his voice laced with disbelief and revulsion. "This year is going to be a nightmare for the world."

I loved Cassidy more than anything. Although she had been involved with countless men, and she had even cheated on me with Henry, the fake heir, I still couldn't bring myself to let her go. I worked out, took medication, and did everything I could because I wanted to have a child with her. When the doctor finally told me today that I met the required fertility criteria, I grabbed the test results and rushed straight to her office. "Cassidy, I–" My voice came to an abrupt halt. Cassidy was passionately kissing her new male secretary with her arms wrapped around him. She glanced at me impatiently. "Get out!" I suddenly came to my senses. I could accept having a wife like her, but coul

Goosebumps appeared all over my skin. “I hope you understand now what needs to be done…” he whispered, coming closer to me. I tried to speak, but my throat grew heavy as the comprehension hit me. Hard. With a voice that drove my head deeper into my sins, he continued; “ You are an abomination, Cassian… the reason all of this started—” “—Your existence… is everyone’s doom…” The images on the other side of the barrier changed and I watched with wide eyes as everyone met their horrible end.

Afterward, he looked downward and asked irritably, "Can you not pull something like this? I'm exhausted—I don't want to have an argument with you. Can't you just be more understanding for once?" "I'm not arguing with you," I explained patiently as I looked at him. "Are you done talking? I'd like to go do the dishes." Zeke fell silent. He stared at me for a moment before taking out a necklace from his pocket and handing it to me. While he looked down at me in a condescending manner, he spat coldly, "A present." The necklace wasn't wrapped up at all. It looked so different from the one Scarlett Reed flaunted on her social media page. Her gift was beautifully wrapped.

My mother held Jenny close and screamed, “Do you know how much Jenny’s suffered all these years because of you?! She’s finally gotten her chance to start a new and hopeful life! Why are you so determined to ruin it for her?!” ‘Starting a new and hopeful life? What about me? Do I have to live as a murderer for the rest of my life instead?’ I asked myself. My parents looked unsure when they met my incredulous gaze, and Jared’s eyes grew red. “Let’s get married after this, Charlie.” Jenny glared at me resentfully, then closed her eyes and ‘fainted’ in my mother’s arms. “Jenny!” Jared whipped his head backward. Hesitation and conflict swirled behind his eyes at the sight of Jenny fainting.

My hatred toward Jonah grew a little more. Adele cast me a smug gaze as she coquettishly punched Jonah in the chest. "Fiona's looking. Her husband just died. She'll feel sad seeing this." Jonah held Adele's hands naturally, as if he had done so a thousand times. With a darkened gaze, he replied, "So what? Let her see. It's her fate that her husband has died. She only has herself to blame for a terrible life." Adele smirked victoriously. She was always competitive, so every time she saw me, she would humiliate me. Now, with Jonah's indulgence, she got bolder.

Frost climbed the walls, turning the gothic arches into frozen, jagged spears. "Cattleya," Rusty breathed, his voice barely audible over the slowing rumble of the machine. "You”re not killing the error. You”re becoming the apocalypse." She turned to look at him, her face a mask of frost and silver, her eyes two voids of absolute, chilling clarity. "The apocalypse is just the final cycle, Rusty," she whispered, as the last gear ground to a final, permanent halt. "And I am the one who writes the ending."

“Now, look carefully and bear in your mind that the scene you are seeing is the end of this loop, but the start of the final game I am facing with Him. For this scene lies Alliah’s death and final corruption.” NOW, SHALL WE HAVE A GLIMPSE OF IT?

Her rapidly beating heart and the way she scrunched her eyelids close gave her away. Zephyr didn't want to tell Chris about it and the man didn't seem to notice because he was busy checking on his patients. Zephyr smiled softly and shook his head before calling out to her again, this time he sounded angry. "This is your last chance. Open your eyes, else I'll throw you into a burning furnace." He threatened. Bellona let out a sigh and finally opened her eyes. His last words broke her resolve. Even though she wasn't scared of death but she vowed that if she was to die, she'd do it beautifully and getting burnt to ashes was definitely not a pleasant sight.

His guard said. "Moon goddess, I know that we are all definitely gonna die, even if we survive, the people have died already so no use of us living, before I die I want to make this prayer to you, make life useless for Alexis, destroy their life, curse them, and make them regret ever living." He prayed and almost immediately, the building collapsed, they tried to run away but it was too late, it falls on them and that's the end of Windham pack, Alpha Blaze and his people.