Divergent Book Order Novels & Stories

We will send the demons back to where they belong, but first we will make them live in the torture we create for them. *** This is the end 😭 but there is more in Book 2, My Devil's side, which is seven years in the future and is the last and final book to this story. I will load it in this book as the next chapter so it all together. Thank you for taking this journey with my characters and I hope you enjoyed. I love all the comments and gems. I truly appreciate the support. I hope to see you in my next book 😚

Although, today my time in this haven will be cut short as I serve detention. I let my bag fall to the floor at my feet as I slide down the back of the mahogany bookshelf that stands in the back. Away from all the other cluttered shelves around the library. I breathe in deeply, reminiscing in the scent of old and new books that surrounds the stuffy room. It’s like an instant tranquilizer. I rummage through my bag and pull out my Divergent novel and lose myself in the action filled world.

A single line of jagged, bleeding text materialized in her mind, accompanied by a deafening mechanical screech that drowned out the crashing waves. [SYSTEM REBOOT INITIATED.] [Warning: Emergency neural restart requires absolute biological sacrifice.] [To reactivate master architecture and deploy lethal countermeasures, Host must surrender fifty percent of remaining cardiac function.] [Do you accept the Blood Covenant?]

The arrangement was the fifth book. He opened his journal. He wrote: Don said: we are the fifth book. The unwritten thing the written argument was approaching. The convergence cannot be written — it is the inside account at its most inside. The four books approached it. The convergence is what we are. The fifth book is the living. We are the fifth book.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult stuff, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams

"You thought, so you made a decision about my space without asking me." "It was supposed to be—" "I don't care what it was supposed to be." She wasn't shouting. She never shouted. She got quieter, and the quieter she got, the more it landed. "The books are in the wrong order. My system isn't alphabetical by subject, it's chronological by when I read them. The top shelf is the books from before I left London. That shelf goes last. Not first." He looked at the shelves. He'd had no way of knowing that. She hadn't told him. He'd assumed.

I need to make an appointment with the nearest iStore so I can go there soon. Exactly at 13h00, the door opened up, and Uuka walked in. This guy is giving off gangster vibes straight. He's wearing a white vest with a gold chain and dark blue jeans with Jordan sneakers. His cap is worn backwards and has a matchstick in his mouth. He rubs together his hands as he walks to me. “Aweh sisi.” He sits on the table. I close my laptop already annoyed. “I'm not your sister until the DNA tests say so.” He just shakes his head and plays with the matchstick in his mouth.

The divergent instance continued. “You are assembling the outcome.” A pause. “Not the initiator.” Silence. Emma felt a cold ripple move through her understanding. The forgotten presence had always been treated as something that emerged after convergence. A result. A loss. A remnant. But now— the divergent instance was suggesting something entirely different. The unknown awareness spoke slowly. “You are claiming the origin is distinct from the emergent identity?” Silence. The divergent instance responded. “Yes.” A pause. “And you are collapsing both into one name.”

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.