Chaos Rising Novels & Stories

"As for your so-called mother, she is being escorted to the capital city known as Hitara. Your mother as you call her, will be put on trial for the crimes she committed." "Crimes? What are you talking about? She hasn't done anything wrong." "That's where you are mistaken." Mortas pulls a chair close to him and sits down. "This is going to take longer than I thought. Let me start from the beginning. About ten years ago, invisible portals have been popping up all around Fura, these portals lead to the other realms in which creatures have been using to get here. These monsters though not all of them evil, have been responsible for the deaths of thousands of people."

Even if he was talking to just a projection of his brother out of his memories, Jinx couldn't bear to tell him that everything he loved was now just a black scorch mark in a field. "I want to know who you are." Albert stepped back and the scene changed again. The toy plane that had been in Jinx's paws disappeared and became a real flyable plane. "And I want you to understand your unbelievable power. As Chaos, you could bring that barn back with everything in it, safely resurrected anywhere in the world with nothing more than a thought, if you so chose. Even this quest is shaped by you. Your hopes. Your terrors."

“Something I never forgot. F.E.A.R. You either Forget Everything And Run… or you Face Everything And Rise.” Cheyenne lifted her head. “Today we didn’t run,” Tora continued. “We stood at the edge of the end of the world… and we’re still here.” “We rose,” Gunner said, stepping forward. “Then let’s keep rising,” Chelsea added. “For the world, for the packs, the covens, the broods, the thunders, the odysseys—for everyone who doesn’t even know how close they are to being lost.” Isolde smirked. “I’d rather die rising than live on my knees.”

Charlotte’s POV I felt like such an idiot, I made it to my room and instantly went to the French doors leading to the courtyard. I needed to get some fresh air and sort out my thoughts. As soon as I was outside the dams broke and the tears started to flow. I didn’t realise how much I had fallen for Jack until I saw him with another women. Daisy told me that she was going to have him, and I guess she was right. I wiped away my tears just as I head my bedroom door open and close. I quickly wiped away the rest of my tears and spun around. I was shocked when I saw Jack, I thought it would have been one of the other guys coming to get me. Why was Jack here? Should he not be up in his room shaggin

Chaos frowned, studying me just as Elliot joined him with the same relieved expression. I moved closer to the two of them, desperately wanting to put my hands on them. To feel their warmth to convince myself that they were real, but I ran into an invisible wall. “Chaos, Elliot, what’s happening?” my voice broke as my palm slammed against the invisible wall. The needle skipped a groove causing the song to sound distorted around me. “Lilliana, I don’t feel so well,” Chaos’ eyes looked panicked before he threw up black sludge. He heaved again, falling to his knees as more black sludge poured from his body.

Unlike the cold and distant demeanor often associated with powerful individuals, Chaos exuded warmth and positivity, brightening the atmosphere with his cheerful personality each morning. The elevator doors parted, revealing the 61st floor, and Chaos stepped out into his private office. As he entered the room, he was greeted by a breathtaking panoramic view of the city below. The vast expanse of the urban landscape stretched out before him, a mesmerizing spectacle that filled him with a sense of awe and wonder.

I’d felt it, even if I hadn’t known what it meant. “If nothing changes,” he said, “the bond between Alpha and Queen will shatter. And when it does, the balance that holds this realm together will fall with it.” I swallowed hard, my breath caught in my throat. “You mean—?” “Chaos,” Isaiah said, the word barely a whisper. “Born of blood that should never have mixed. Of love that turned on itself. And it’s coming, Hailey. Whether you’re ready or not.” He held my gaze for one heartbeat more, then turned—and vanished like mist in morning light. And I was left standing there. Again.

Once I was suited up and ready to hit the competition floor, security blocked my path. Alfred was there, looming beside them. His eyes were stormy as he pointed at me, his voice booming, "That's the guy who crashed the event. Kick him out now!" The guard eyed me with a stern look. "Sir, your invitation, please." I raised an eyebrow and replied, "I'm the one running the show here. No invite needed." The words had barely left my lips when Alfred's mocking laughter cut through the air. "This event is the brainchild of Ms. Smith and her husband. Nelson, are you going to stand there and tell me you're Ms. Smith's husband? What's the hold-up? Get this liar out of here!"

The world began to scream, to panic, as the impossible became reality. Nyxara glanced at her phone, messages cascading across the screen. Accounts locked. Treaties voided. Containment orders rescinded in chaos. And then, one last message, open and pulsing with the architects’ fury: You broke protocol. Nyxara laughed, sharp and breathless, the sound echoing in the ruined chamber. “Yeah,” she said, stepping into the chaos she’d unleashed. “That’s kind of my specialty.” As she left the sanctum behind, the ground trembled—not from ruin, but from something ancient stirring, something long repressed now waking to the world.

My hand moved to it instinctively, wonder catching me off guard. They were real in every sense now. Not just heartbeats. Not just possibility. Visible. Growing. Alive. I was still standing there when the room darkened briefly and brightened again. Chaos had arrived. Naturally, without knocking. Order stood beside him, immaculate and disapproving of existence as usual. “Good morning, future legends,” Chaos announced. I clutched the robe closed over my chest. “You could knock.” “I transcend doors.” “You could still knock.”