Calamity Book Novels & Stories

“Fate already did.” Before Lucian could respond, lightning struck a tree behind us, splitting it in two. The world exploded in light and sound. I barely had time to pull Lucian back before the flames caught the ground. Kellan and his men retreated, their shapes vanishing into the storm. Lucian turned to me, eyes burning. “Is it true?” My throat tightened. I couldn’t speak. I wanted to deny it, but the truth was already there between us. “I don’t know what I am anymore,” I whispered.

Of her. She flipped through pages drawn in charcoal—some with shaking hands, some with precision. One page showed a girl surrounded by flame. Her eyes were glowing. Her silhouette, familiar. “What is this?” she asked. “It’s the record of the Fireborn,” he said. “There’s only ever one in a generation. Sometimes none. It skips centuries. But when the world begins to change—when things grow restless—that fire finds a home.” She closed the journal, her heart thudding. “Why me?”

And then, another curse was bestowed upon her. The being who was considered a pure curse that wields the power of calamity. If one bears this cursed child, it must be killed in instant or the world will be in a dreadful disaster. A child of opposite races –a Lighten and a Darken child, a Lighten and a Mortal Child, and, a Darken and a Mortal child. They are called- “What are you reading?” “It’s an Archaeon book. I bought it in the relic market.” The blast wind of the winter thrilled the whole ruins. The flipping sound of the book’s pages has echoed the place as the two girls cowers in cold. It is the Abyss, the empty place where deserted and runaway people gathered. The route that connects t

Hello guys!! This is the second part of this book hope you will love it and give your reviews. _____________ CALISTA’S POV. A crying baby, that's what I am right now. I feel like to cry loud and loud. I am alone, alone in this world, no one by my side who can take care of me and my babies. Furthermore, I was a happy naive girl who believed everything which was thrown in her way, but not any more, i guess. Still, I need to live for this wonderful gift, given by a cruel heartless monster.

Because disobedience meant death. And maybe worse. --- Far in the distance, the last of Kael’s convoy sped through the forest roads, tires grinding against wet gravel, engines humming like shadows fleeing the storm. Inside the Rolls-Royce Cullinan Black Badge, Kael sat in the passenger seat, the ancient tome resting on his lap. The Book of Damned. Bound in something no one dared identify. Etched with runes that seemed to slither under the eye. Heavy as if filled with the weight of every soul it condemned.

Prologue II: Pyre, 3113 Pyre Av 5, 3113 Stephan Caliphus, King Everything was on fire the night he finished the book in the back room of a borrowed house. He laid his glasses down on the desk in front of him and rubbed his tired eyes. The crackling of flames could be heard as the city burned all around them. The blood curdling screams of the men in the streets where they died was enough to make the blood of the fiercest warrior run cold, but he was a man of empathy and it hurt him more than it did the others.

She wanted so badly for there to be a happily ever after, but she knew better than to hope for that. A thud pulled their attention away from each other as Errant shut a particularly large book with a humph. “I have read every book in this library, many of them more than once, and yet there is nothing I can recall or find that might help us.” Calder shook his head. “We know so little of demons, of any of this, perhaps there isn’t anything here that can.”

Twenty-four hours to decipher the diary, uncover Amelia's plan, and save Callum from the jaws of fate. Up ahead, the safe house was this monstrous structure of brick and steel. Pulling in to the underground garage, I made silent promises: I'd lost one love to betrayal; I wouldn't lose another to prophecy. Behind us, London was burning, buried in chaos where Callum fought for our future. The only thing I could do was believe-in him, believe in our bond, in me. The real war wasn't over-it was just now starting.

Mosi I shook my head, trying to get the black little spots to stop dancing in front of my eyes, so I could get my bearings to gather myself and get off this floor, from under all these books and pieces of wood planks that used to be Kalama’s bookcase. I took some books off of my legs and dusted off dust and rubble from all over me, while looking for a place to put hands to push myself up. Everywhere around me was covered with debris.

Peon Storm Dragoon Meteor "Peon Calamity is nothing much extraordinary. Example of this are drought, storm, etc." "Storm Calamity based on monsters' strength. This issue can be solved by the Adventurers Guild using Subjugation Missions." "Dragoon Calamity will be issued if one of the cities is in danger." "And lastly, the Meteor, a nationwide disaster." "And that's all" "I only summarize because I'm too tired to explain everything," Matilda use her uniform to fan herself.