Calamity Book Novels & Stories

8. "Okay," Elion said. "Here's one from User BookWorm99. Five stars." "Read it." "This book destroyed me," Elion read. "I cried for three days. My mom asked if I was okay. Cale is the most tragic, beautiful character I've ever read. I want a Cale. Where do I find a Cale? Does A****n sell him?" Cale blinked. He looked genuinely confused. "She wants a Cale?" Cale asked.

“I forgot to wave at the ghost of dickheads past.” I let out a little snort and sipped my water. Petty Knox was my favorite Knox. Meanwhile, Carmen was sitting across the room practically shooting laser-beams at Crandon with her eyes. She hadn’t said anything yet, but her jaw was tight, and her foot was tapping a little too fast. “You’re gonna set the carpet on fire with that foot, sweetheart,” Crandon drawled, not even looking at her. Carmen gave him a slow blink and said, “I’d rather set your whole face on fire, but I’m trying to be professional.”

Cali:- I don't understand a thing. demon:- that's not your fault my story is shit, let's see what that bookholder is about to say. the demon has a dominant position over her. the third bookholder said " well it was a hard decision and we get what our beloved guests want, and we are happy with your decisions, don't worry about your business transactions or resources we are going to destroy it slowly like we going to start a war between Japan or Ukraine with Russia, then we mix our deadly force with them and then take over Russia completely"

The strength that Kal’rar possessed was put on display as this world experienced a disaster that hadn’t been seen before. “Hmm? That cannot be because of this brute’s power.” Alexis suddenly noticed that the earthquake wasn’t the only issue. Dark clouds had gathered at some point and strange black drops of water were descending onto the earth. Although the rain did quench the flames of Kal’rar, its benefit was far less than its cost. Screams resounded as the Nobles left lost their lives after being drenched by the rain. In the end only Alexis and Kal’rar was left. “This strange rain…I can tell the King that this was what destroyed the army!” Kal’rar had lost all the men he came with, but he

"You’ve lived in comfort on Santoro money for a decade. Today is not about the past. It’s about the future." Cali leaned forward, her mean smirk widening as she picked up the crystal decanter of wine. She began to pour, her hand steady, her eyes locked on Marco the bookkeeper. "The future," Cali whispered, "is about realizing that the fire wasn't a tragedy. It was a hostile takeover." She reached the end of the table, her sleeve brushing against Devi’s glass. With a practiced, cynical grace, she let the poison slip into his wine. She didn't blink. She didn't breathe.

Sarah gave birth to two children: Dante and Evelyn Vanslord. Jo nearly dropped the book. "So that arrogant prick," she muttered aloud, "is the Moon Goddess's direct descendant." She shook her head, dazed. "What awful luck to end up mated to me." But just as she turned the next page — It was missing. A ripped seam, an ugly tear right through the story. The next surviving words chilled her: "Doomsday. Deaths of thousands. Never meant to be." Before she could make sense of it— "You know that’s a forbidden book," came a voice from behind her.

I was supposed to laugh at her antics except the laugh got bitter along the way and I got chocked before I was full on sobbing. "Wh...whaa... what's wrong Chloe?" Cherry panicked pulling me to bed with her as she wrapped her hands around me. She cooed me for the longest time possible as I let out all the anger in me. I don't know why it hurt this much. I mean I should have expected it. He was a world known player after all. I mean it's Caesar Banley we're talking about, he's a womanizer, it shouldn't be surprising if he had a baby with one of his conquests. Except this lady wasn't just a conquests, they seemed to have been more than just that.

And he could not let that happen. With the last of his sanity hanging on, the world was in greater peril than anyone could ever imagine. The Calamity Dragon snuck an attack from the Halfling prince’s blind spot while it was quite occupied with the missing Maleficent when it only took a handful of blinks for the red-scaled dragon to claw the black-scaled dragon’s chest. “What the heck are you doing, Damon?”

Someone asked. Jermaine responded with the corners of his lips cocked cockily. "Of course not. Because the one who doesn't understand about -calamity- and instead twists it into a fairy tale to scare children is Southern Olf.” “It seems you don't understand, Alpha Rohan. Calamity is just a fear spread by ancient people worried their territory would sink due to hot lava. It's no different from the floods or tornadoes that have hit this country." Alpha Rohan looked at his aide, then at his subordinates with a shake of his head. Then he leaned his back against the backrest with a scoff.

Your character's questionable, and your ability to get things done is even worse. The mistakes Roy made later should never have happened. The world saw me as approachable and always willing to mentor juniors, so Roy deliberately left a small error, thinking I would let it slide. What he never expected was that I was Sarah. The shock was too great. In his panic, Roy forgot to replace the flawed proposal. He really was a case of his own cleverness backfiring. After Wilson left, Roy slumped to the floor, staring blankly at the proposal. "It's over. It's all over…"