Divergent Book Synopsis Novels & Stories

Those who shattered me will beg for mercy, and they will suffer what I once suffered. Henry’s brow lifts, his curiosity clear, but he doesn’t press. His soft chuckle pulling my attention back to him. "Fine. We'll see you again soon when you're feeling better." he says. What does he mean? Does he want me to pay a large sum of money? He’s gone before I can respond. My phone buzzes, it’s my mother. I pick up, already dreading what she’s going to say. Somebody must have told her I’m divorced. Vince?

"But I already signed the papers, Finn. I divorced you." There was silence. Then I could hear him suck in a breath. "Jill--" "Don't. Don't try to convince me. I've made peace with it. I'll take whatever comes with that choice." I hung up. I stared at the flowers on the porch, my heart twisting in ways I thought I was past. I hoped he wouldn't find me. But deep down, I knew better. Finn always got what he wanted. And he never played fair. I was sitting outside, telling Cici a story about a fox and a swallow. She leaned against me, eyes full of wonder. Garrick was nearby, sipping coffee, watching us with that soft smile of his.

He stepped closer, his eyes burning silver. "To see if you are ready for what comes next." Then, suddenly— He vanished. A burning ache shook my chest. I lurched, struggling to breathe. Diva let out a pained shriek in a ragged cry. "Derek!" But not me, only. Something was wrong. The earth bucked beneath us, an unseen strength tearing the air asunder. And then— A whisper. This is but the beginning. The world was shattered. — Diva's POV

Julian ordered the terrified sister, who was huddled in the corner of the cabin with Arthur. Julian knelt beside the narrow bench, gripping Chloe pale, freezing hands in his massive, calloused ones. He pressed his lips fervently against her knuckles, his obsidian eyes burning with a desperate, devastating fear he had never experienced in his entire life. He had built a multi billion dollar empire. He had survived a treacherous coup. He had slaughtered an entire mercenary squad. But staring at his brilliant, beautiful wife slipping into a cold, dark coma, the terrifying devil of the Vanguard Syndicate finally realized he was entirely powerless.

"Ms. Morgan, do you want me to cancel the company's annual health screening and move up the merger meeting?" "No need." I walked into my office, opened my laptop, and drafted a divorce agreement. The freshly printed pages were still warm. I didn't hesitate. I signed my name. By nature I was fiercely competitive, unwilling to fall a single step behind anyone at work. In just seven years I'd built a solid footing in New York, earned the backing of the Ashford family, and run a publicly traded company. Through all the time we spent apart, Theo had always been the one to bend.

—a flicker of warmth in a sea of cold, dark water. “Hold on, Lillian,” I beg silently, sending every ounce of strength I have down the invisible tether that connects us. “I’m coming. I won’t let you go. Not this time.” But for the first time in my life, I am terrified that my will alone might not be enough. The enemy isn’t a rogue wolf or a rival Alpha. The enemy is destiny itself, trying to correct a mistake that should never have happened. And I am racing a storm that has already begun to break.

"There's no need to thank me or apologize. When he stopped that bottle of acid with his body, any grievances we had between us for two lifetimes were cleared away. "From now on, we're nothing more than strangers." I saved Harry's life, not for forgiveness, but to distance myself from him and the Grant family. I was Ruby Simpson, and I no longer owed them anything.

I actually starting to feel happy forgetting I was born with the most unlucky star in the world. My mom hates me, my very own sister would throw a party if I die, my dad left me alone in this world to deal with them both without even leaving something I can rely on and now the job I'd started to love so much is walking away from me and as usual I can't defend myself. I'm stuck and no one can help me. I hate this world, I really do and all I want to do right at this moment is to just die. "I'm sorry Gabriella, but you're fired." Liam mutters calmly and those were the last words I hear before the whole world went jet black around me and I could feel myself falling into a deep slumber.

Since most changes happened in the backstage of the book, he doesn't know much other than the ending. He wants me to tell him what happened and how I managed to give a happy ending to all the main characters. Unlike me who was in a coma for two years, he returned to the day he went into the book after he chose me as the next transmigrator. "Time is money, Savina." He puts down the glass on the table and eyes me solemnly. "Tell me what happened next." "Ahem." I clear my throat. "What happened next was…"

It was the flat, dead tone of a man who had already moved on to the next room, the next life, leaving only his physical frame behind to clean up the debris. Chloe didn't move. Her heels felt pinned to the floorboards. She didn't look down at the document, because she didn't need to read the bold, legal typeface to know what it was. The word Divorce seemed to radiate through the paper, vibrating against her soles.