Doomsday Ascending Novels & Stories

Ruby looked at Hayley. "Back when I was in the Zion Ascetic Order, I came across something even more secretive, more powerful than us. That was Ascendant Creed. "Almost no one on the outside knows about them. They're a group of fanatics obsessed with what they call 'higher truth.' A theological cult, basically. They believe human life as it is now is too primitive, too weak to handle true evolution. They think higher civilizations come from outside Earth, and even the civilization we built is low-level. We're basically trash in their eyes."

[SOURCE IDENTIFIED: THE CHRONOS PRIME] [STATUS: ASCENSION DETECTED] [DIRECTIVE: ERASE THE FUTURE] I gripped the steering wheel, my eyes turning to twin solar flares of lethal gold. One more god. And then my son could finally sleep.

He flipped through the pages. Isandro Valenti – The Red Moon (Total Eclipse) Symbol: Flame through Eye Status: Claimed He turned further ahead. Calla Beneventi – Twin Serpents in Scorpio Symbol: Open Mouth over Void Status: Claimed More entries followed, each marked by an astronomical event—lunar eclipses, meteor showers, equinoxes. And beside each event, a unique sigil. Until he reached near the end: Marco DeSanti – Shared Sky (Sun and Moon)

"Mitchell's Crimson Dawn has revealed a second phase. They're calling for complete elimination of pure supernaturals. And thousands of Ascended are joining them." My blood ran cold. "How many?" "Latest intelligence suggests fifty thousand and climbing. They're organizing, training, and preparing for coordinated strikes." Fifty thousand enhanced humans with military training and fanatical belief in human supremacy. "Where are they?" I demanded. "We don't know yet. But Hawthorne..." Thelma hesitated. "Are you still with us? You're Ascended now. Your loyalty.." "My loyalty," I cut her off sharply, "is to prevent another apocalypse. I don't care if I'm human or Ascended or anything else. I'm a s

"How were you able to identify it at all?" Dennis seemed to remember then that she was still fairly new to the operation and he calmed himself down to explain. "You see, Miss Months, every item in Olympus's storage has been tagged with a Doomsday beacon, which as the name implies, is only activated when said item is activated in a such a manner as to be classified as a doomsday.

**<< Meaning they can be triggered? **<< Remotely… >>** Reynolds confirmed, wincing as he typed. **<< Or… on pre-set timer… Thorne’s protocols… >>** He pulled up another window – garbled text fragments. **<< …contingency ‘Scorched Earth’… activate upon command authority loss… >>** He looked up, eyes wide with fear. **<< If Thorne or Dominic… are compromised… sleepers activate… automatically… after… countdown? >>** The implication was horrifying. Dominic’s wounding and exposure might have already triggered a doomsday clock. They weren’t just hunting a monster; they were racing against an automated apocalypse targeting children, the elderly, and refugees.

Only questions that would have to wait. Deimon returned to finish the ritual markings, his mind calculating possibilities, enemies, threats. Tonight, he would become a recognized Alpha. Tomorrow, he would hunt for the truth. ------------ 11:55 PM Ascension Hills was magnificent and terrifying in equal measure. Ancient stone formations jutted from the earth like the bones of sleeping giants, their surfaces covered in glowing runes that pulsed with each beat of the Blood-Moon's light.

“The Underworld had the lowest entry requirement, you just need to be a soul, but then all memories you gain in that place will be forgotten once you leave. It’s like a boy scout’s mantra, what you see, what you hear, when you leave, leave them here.” “As for the Skyworld, it’s a littler different. Mortals have to be ascended ones before getting the qualifications to enter that world. These ascended ones called Anitos are deities that can walk and reign in the mortal world, but once they are up above, they have to bow down to the actual authorities of that place.” “The Skyworld is several times vaster than the Underworld and might even be bigger than the Mortal World and its galaxies combine

I woke up to the sun coming through the curtains and the birds chirping by the window. I looked down at Tess she was sleeping soundly her head on my chest. I picked up my phone to check the time 7:00 AM, I have to get up and get ready. My chosen mate will be at my Uncle's house at 9:00 AM. Feeling guilty I don't know how I'm going to explain this to her or to my family. Once her brother Damien finds out what happened we'll go at it. That's one fight I'm not looking forward to. Damien is born Alpha, with a temper like a tornado. Tess and Kendra are Alpha females, their parents were the Alpha and Luna of their pack high in the Carpathian Mountains. They came to our pack seeking refuge after th

“We came to warn you. And to help you survive what’s coming next.” Rhydian’s hand tightened around mine. “What comes next?” I said. The figure turned its eyes toward the eastern horizon, where the dark line I’d seen before had widened, risen. And finally, I understood, it wasn’t coming toward us. It was rising. “Everything suppressed for four hundred years is coming back at once,” the figure said. “Memory. Grief. Blood. Power.” Then it looked at me, and for the first time, its voice trembled ever so slightly, a flicker of fear. “But suppression never just went one way. The network didn’t only hide things from people. It hid things in people. And now, those are waking up too.”