Catastrophe Novels & Stories

Stories, that became hunting weapons, which flushed out the supernatural, stories that unleashed a war that lasted longer than all the three World Wars combined and then some. Gaia's rage had changed the world, and The Big War had crumbled what was left of it. Supernatural disasters struck, humanity's weapon contested, both sides fought valiantly. Both sides' lost loved ones' the financial market collapsed in on itself, turns out hiding was expensive—take away their money, and you're left with the value of money dropping significantly, the job market, the economy everything went 'Kaboom'. The world had changed, and people had changed.

Outside, catastrophe spread. Neighbors who had tried to assist her had already died. Helpers, distant relatives, even casual passersby became instruments of alignment, casualties of the ledger’s reach. Fires, structural collapses, sudden illnesses—they were no longer accidents. They were precise corrections, orchestrated by Sipho’s will and amplified by the darkness he carried within.

Too calm. His eyes were fixed on the giant market screen still glowing behind Selene. “Six months.” Selene nodded. “That’s our estimate.” Daniel stepped forward slowly. “What causes the collapse?” Selene smiled faintly. “You already know.” Daniel hesitated. Then he said the words slowly. “Debt.” Selene nodded. “Global debt levels have reached unsustainable levels.” She pointed toward the screen. “Governments.” “Banks.” “Corporations.” “All of them are balancing on a system that shouldn’t exist anymore.”

“Yes, yes, and yes.” Ema scoffed knowingly while walking inside the apartment. “That man probably checks if you’re breathing every five minutes now.” Hazel smiled helplessly because… honestly? Accurate. Ema turned toward her immediately. “Wait.” A suspicious narrowing of eyes. “He left you alone?” Hazel sat down carefully on the couch. “He had meetings, Ema. He already postponed work for a month because of me.” “And?” Ema crossed her arms dramatically. “If my pregnant best friend almost fell into another dimension down the stairs, I’d never leave her side again.”

A mechanical watch and perhaps a set of flint stones too. Who knows, this set of flint stones may save her life one day. She could do all these things, if she embezzles her college fees. However, if she does repurpose her college fees and a generic apocalypse did not occur, then a customized apocalypse will come for herself. Yanlong thought for a moment and tried to imagine the horror that would unleash upon her if the apocalypse did not come... her mother will probably put her in an emergency room all by herself. Her little brother will look on in horror, unable to stop, forced to watch.

Is it possible for them to live as a happy family or for us to love each other without any barriers? Just one bad decision can completely change the course of the world. "AAAHHH!" When something on the bus exploded, I yelled. Many passengers were startled by the loud noise. "GET DOWN RIGHT NOW! THE BUS IS ON THE VERGE OF EXPLODING!" The bus driver's exclamation caused everyone to leave the area for their lives. When I stood up, I had no idea what I was going to do. My system panicked, and there were a lot of people passing by in front of me, so I couldn't think clearly.

He took his quilt and covered himself with it before using the pillow to cover his ears too. He finally stood up and walked to the door. He unlocked it and opened it in anger and frustration. He met his mother panting heavily at the door. His anger withered away like flowers slowly immediately after he saw her. "Mom? What is it?", he asked in fear "Your father- Your Dad, he just met with an acc- accident!", she said stammering in between her words. "What?!", Kavinsky asked, his eyes wide open in surprise. He left the door wide open and ran downstairs quickly. Mrs. Mark, his mother too followed quickly and closely behind him. * * *

It's always a show. As time goes on, people starts to mingle. More of Robert's acquaintances are made known. Even the editor-in-chief of Vogue and her husband are part of it all. Others already clutching on bottles they have purchased. A few more, “who is this, Rob?” “Where did you meet this one?” “What happened to the other one?” The last one was my favourite. I wonder too. What happened to April Anderson? “Things didn't work out. Two polar opposite, it was bound to crumble,” that is always Robert's answer.

Just as Alex’s campaign reached new heights, a national crisis erupted that would test his leadership and resolve in ways he had never anticipated. A devastating natural disaster struck a region of the country, causing widespread destruction, displacing thousands of families, and devastating entire communities. Images of shattered homes, flooded streets, and anguished faces filled news broadcasts and social media feeds, capturing the attention of the nation. The situation demanded immediate attention and action from leaders across the country.

Despite having a lot of things that were preventing me from functioning well, I don’t know how I was able to come to the company without any scratches. There are a lot of things in my mind lately. Even though I wanted to talk to my only friend about the situation I’m into, I couldn’t tell her at all. Cassandra had once suffered from a miscarriage and I was there when it happened. It was a pity but more importantly a lot more painful for my friend as she had expected her baby to live. After that incident, I had vowed myself to always buying her whatever she wanted; probably also because of the trauma I sustained from that time.