Chaos At The Concert Novels & Stories

More ear-shattering booming sounds assaulted their ears, cutting off the emcee’s words. The chandelier hanging over the stage fell and crashed. Numerous pieces of glass shards were sent flying! “Those are explosions! There are bombs in here!” Everyone started to scream at that. “Run, quick!” “There! The exits are on the right! Move!” “Get out of here now!” The crowd had been shaken by the blackout, but now, they were in full-blown panic. All of them swarmed toward the exits. It was already dark, so it was hard to see each other. The chaos did not help.

Dorian reached beneath her veil and whispered, “I vow to follow your darkness.” Then kissed her slow, possessive, bruising and when they turned toward the altar crowd again, their joined hands gleamed not with rings but with matching tattoos inked over their fingers: “Veritas.” Truth. As applause rose, the chandelier above them flickered once. Then shattered. Glass shards rained over the crowd. And a scream tore the air from the back of the hall. The chandelier crash was deafening. Shards pinged against marble. A woman screamed again this time closer. Then chaos bloomed: guests scattering, masks dropped, security surged forward in black suits with glowing earpieces.

With his hands, mouth, tongue… Shaking my head, I remind myself that we are currently playing it safe. God. I hate playing it safe. “That is exactly what I wanted to see.” Viv sighs wistfully, Shyly I tuck my face in the crook of his neck, he strokes the back of my head. If he was trying to keep this PG 13, that was a very bad move. “I don’t like an audience usually, but at least you know he’s mine.” he brags, leading me to his seat. Jazz makes a booing sound, Jesse gives in to her taunts.

Like the moon itself had tied his soul to hers and carved his fate into her rise. And he welcomed it. Suddenly, a gust of pure power exploded outward. The windows shattered. The furniture cracked and flung across the room like toys. Kaelion and Selene, standing near the threshold, were blasted backward by the invisible force, slamming into the corridor walls like rag dolls. Darian didn’t move. He stood tall, his cloak whipping around him, his boots anchored to the floor by nothing but will — by Alpha King blood. And in the center of the storm, she floated.

It wasn’t a big deal. I leaned closer anyway. “You excited?” I whispered. She turned slightly. “About what?” “The chaos,” I said with a grin. “There’s always chaos at these things.” A small smile appeared. “Maybe.” Short answer. Okay. I kept going anyway because silence wasn’t really my thing. A guy with a guitar walked on stage and started singing something very emotional. I leaned closer again. “Ten bucks he cries before the chorus,” I whispered. She let out a soft breath that sounded almost like a laugh.

Of course I do. “Show yourself,” I murmur under my breath. The music glitches. The sound distorts. The crowd murmurs. Confused. Perfect. Because now— Now they’re moving. From the shadows. From the edges. From where they thought I wouldn’t see. Big mistake. The temperature drops. Just slightly. But enough. I stop. Mid-performance. The music cuts completely. Silence falls. The crowd shifts. Uneasy now. “What’s happening?” someone whispers. I don’t answer.

My brain did one of those slow, unhelpful replays where it narrated the obvious: That is the lead singer of NEON ATLAS, sprinting past the women’s bathroom like his life depends on it. That is a crowd of fans, sprinting after him like their lives depend on it. This is going to end badly. I stepped forward without thinking, half because I didn’t want the concert cancelled, and half because something about the look on his face wasn’t what it should’ve been. He wasn’t smiling. He looked… cornered. And then his eyes flicked up, and for one impossible second, he looked straight at me through the chaos, like I was the only still thing in a hallway full of motion.

This time, it was going to be the entire world. The whole fucking world! And God, there is no way Fiona or my dad won’t get the news this time around. Will it ever get better? Even after trying to cover everything yesterday, the devil still has to show himself today. The rest of the concert passed in a blur. I couldn’t hear the music anymore, couldn’t feel the rhythm. Every time I looked around, I saw flashes, whispers, people glancing at us and smiling knowingly. Daniel seemed unbothered, he even sing along at one point, his arm around me like nothing had happened.

Never. I took a quick shower and got out of the apartment a little earlier so that I could buy takeaway china at the bistro on the corner. Along the way, my cell phone started rattling in my pocket. I tossed the box of food into my left pocket, reached for the phone and answered the call. “What's up Chad?” I said instead of greeting. "Hey, I totally forgot to tell you yesterday that we have a concert next Saturday. At the Hard Rock Café, one of the opening acts dropped out, so they want us. They just didn't like our name."

Chaos said and offered his hand for me, I took a deep breath and held his hand, looked at him and smiled. “Wow” I heard people say as I went out of the car, it’s weird that most of them can really tell so fast that it’s me and Chaos as I heard some of them that are near us whispering our name to each other. One of the securities from the school asked for the key to park the car that Chaos gave, we went inside the event hall and this is literally new to us because as we entered the hall everybody in there looked at us. It’s like the spotlight just turned to us, Chaos squeezed my hand slightly that made me look at him. It’s like he is saying that he is with me, we walk on the aisle while every