Catastrophe Book Novels & Stories

Being cloaked in mystery, no one knew who or what he was. “We begin with the matter of the increasing global disasters,” he intoned, his deep voice carrying across the hall. “Flooding in the eastern territories, landslides near the mountains, famine in the coastal regions. The balance has been disrupted.” A human delegate—broad-shouldered, with grey hair forming and gathering sparsely at the temples—rose to his feet almost immediately. “Disrupted is a mild word your honour,” he snapped. “Entire villages have been wiped out. Families drowned. Farmland destroyed. There is no balance at all.”

As the precise medium level of desolation was seen, the destruction of one-third of the forest which the witches inhabited and the large field of dead bodies. No one apart from Maria, Khloe and Butt survived it. All the witches, gone... BORN BY POWER : CHAOS AND APOCALYPSE CHAPTER 36 HADES RETURNS I As it was seen, the damages of an unknown figure. As the sky erupted from the flames which alighted the trees, the remains of the trees spread to falling leaves, thus, as the flames erupted the more all left was the ashes from what had been done.

The impact shook the stone under our feet, a booming crack that sent up a storm of loose pages and splintered wood. The toppled rows didn’t lie still. They kept falling—each shelf hitting the next, knocking it over, creating a wave of collapsing aisles surging toward us from all directions. Above, the Administrator’s screens crackled, reflecting the chaos from a dozen angles. “STABILITY MUST BE RESTORED,” it intoned. “UNSTABLE ELEMENTS REMOVED. RETURN TO ORIGINAL PARAMETERS.” Books burst open mid‑air as the shelves toppled. Not just words spilling out this time.

It was a world of vibrant colors, of bustling energy, a world that seemed both familiar and impossibly distant. We watched, mesmerized, our hearts filled with a mixture of awe and profound sorrow. The report detailed the societal structures and everyday activities of this pre-catastrophe society. It highlighted the advanced technology of the time, including medical advancements that could have possibly mitigated the aftermath of the catastrophe, but it also exposed the inequalities and flaws that perhaps contributed to the disaster itself. The footage served as a stark reminder of the delicate balance between progress and potential self-destruction.

, but before the old lady could complete CEO intervenes,” just throw her out of my cabin right now or else I am going to fire you all”, ordering his guards Just burn each and every copy of this book or else ....”, But before she could complete her sentence suddenly her voice gets husky and his facial expressions starts changing, and she again continues,” I am going to. “, and once again before completing her sentence she ends up hitting wall of the room exploding her mind like a bomb and soon her blood spills all over the room which leaves both of us scared So not having any other option with just ended up burning each and every copy of the book which were collected across the globe but stil

, Alex holds my arm, worry written on his face. "Can you -", I point at the book. He climbs the podium and furrow his eyebrow. "There is nothing Sasha", he shocks me and I widen my eyes. What do you mean there is nothing? I stare at the book and I don't see anything. That is impossible. I flip and flip the pages and I don't see any of the drawings I saw earlier. Did I- was that a premonition? I stagger backwards. My head hurts so much and my vision became blurry.

A sharp crash shatters the quiet. A man shouts. Glass breaks. I yank the blanket over my head and scramble backward until my spine hits the wall. My eyes sting, but I don’t dare cry. If I cry, they’ll hear me. If they hear me— Another crash. Closer this time. The whispers are gone. Now, only raised voices. Struggling. Something heavy slams into the floor. The house groans as if it feels pain. And then— The smell. Smoke. It creeps in slowly at first, curling beneath my door like a living thing. My chest tightens. My heart pounds so hard I’m sure it will burst.

Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events are purely coincidental. This book may not reproduced in any material form or transmitted to any persons without the permission of the author. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It contains the otherworldly imaginations of the author about zombie apocalypse, magical illusions and over-exaggerated scenes that may not suitable to your taste. The plots of indirect discrimination may trigger your annoyance but it is just purely for entertainment purpose. Novelcat : https://www.novel-cat.com/bookDetail/13580755020

“As soon as she showed up again, I tried to take her there. You and Imara are bound to each other and bound to this planet. There is no escaping this curse, Ben. Not for any of you.” Ben’s hands trembled with fear as he searched his mind for a solution. “I won’t be with her. Fate can bind us together, but it can’t force me to relive the same mistakes. She died because she loved me. Eliza died because I was her father. I won’t do it. I won’t let Imara love me.”

But before I could speak— A loud explosion erupted inside the bookstore. Glass shattered everywhere. People screamed. Firefighters shouted. And everyone instinctively ducked. My heart nearly stopped. Because suddenly one terrifying truth became clear. This wasn’t over. Not even close. Whoever was behind all this had just declared war. And somehow, I knew the worst was still coming.