Novelas y relatos de Divergent

Bright. Active. But… unstable. “Why is it flagged?” Cassius asked. Dominic studied the data. “It’s not following the optimization patterns.” Kane leaned in. “Define that.” “It’s diverging,” Dominic said. “Creating variability instead of reducing it.” I felt a shift inside the network as he spoke. Because I could feel that cluster too. It wasn’t broken. It wasn’t malfunctioning. It was… different. “Show me its activity,” I said. Dominic complied.

Not enough to fracture unity, but sufficient to introduce variation in how unity experienced itself. Lucien noticed it almost immediately. “There is divergence forming again,” he said quietly. Rowan frowned. “We already did divergence. Didn’t we resolve that whole thing?” Serah responded without looking away from the surrounding field. “It was never resolved. It was reorganized.” Elara’s gaze remained steady, tracking shifts that were no longer linear or hierarchical. “This is not fragmentation in the old sense,” she said. “It is interpretive deviation inside shared persistence.” The Blood God narrowed his eyes slightly.

How do I solve that? Perhaps what could go wrong?

The differences were so vast it was no wonder the species didn’t mix well. I self-consciously touched my own face. I was incredibly plain in comparison to his supernatural good looks. I knew I was nothing special to look at, what does he see in me? Ayda, Tamsyn, and Nisha- even Chloe from last night are all very beautiful women. He must be disappointed to have such a plain and ugly woman for a mate when his beta and gamma have harems of beautiful women. I frowned; I still didn’t understand the mating bond, he’ll probably leave once he gets bored of me- or once he drains my blood.

Mom asks inquisitively, wiping away her tears and changing her tone to one of concern and caution. Aika says, “Well, yes mom.” “Oh shit... Now we're going to have problems.” Mommy said a bad word. This is serious. Eric raises his eyebrows and asks worriedly, “Why do you say that Claire?” Mom starts to tell, “There has only been one convergent wolf in a thousand years. She lived in hiding for much of her life, escaping from all the packs that wanted to take over her. Convergent wolves are characterized by having several gifts at the same time. She is capable of healing, giving life, taking it, using the elements of water, earth, fire, and air at will and is an empath. She alone is a weapon. I

He lightly kissed Bonnie on the forehead. thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump. Bonnie gasped, "I-is that the heartbeat?" She asked. Dr. McCoy chuckled. "Yes." He replied. Hmm, I guess the condom did break inside me. Dr. McCoy's eyes widened as he moves the machine on her stomach. Lorenzo saw his expression. "What? What's wrong?" He asked. Dr. McCoy pointed at the screen. "Don, count these." Lorenzo rolled his eyes, "One-" his heart beats faster, "two-" his eyes widened. "Three! Triplets!?" He shouted in surprise.

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I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

My resolves breaks into fragments of dusts. Goddess help me because I am totally fucked. -----

Love. END