Edge Of Collapse Book Novels & Stories

Windows shattered. Cars stopped. Every electronic device went black. Then, one by one, people began collapsing. Elena looked around in horror. “What's happening?” Noah checked one of the fallen people. “They're alive.” “Then why did they collapse?” “I don't know.” Elias's voice came through the radio again. “Elena!” She grabbed it. “Elias!” “Listen to me.” “What happened?” “They activated the selection.” “How do we stop it?” “You can't stop the first wave.”

ANSWER AS MANY. The collapse surged violently. Emma felt herself splitting again. Not into confusion. But into clarity. Pieces of her. Not broken. Separate. A wife. A memory. A fear. A love. A choice. A refusal. Each one trying to speak at once. The Architect reacted immediately. “Instability detected.” The presence inside her responded. STABILITY IS THE PRISON. Emma felt something shift. The collapse hesitated again. A new possibility opened. Not escape. Not destruction.

**Lila POV** The library after school was usually the one place where I could disappear to and feel safe. No drama. No weird conversations or me pretending I wasn’t confused about everything happening around me. But today, it wasn’t working. I was sitting in the corner with my math textbook open, staring at the same problem for what felt like forever. The numbers were starting to look like a different language to me and every time I tried to focus, my brain went somewhere else. Back to the cabin. The way Mason looked at Ezra like he was so terrified of losing him, and the way Kai acted like everything was cool with him even though I could tell it really wasn’t.

He just had not been home lately, so I never got the chance to tell him. By the time I got my gear on and stepped outside, Caden and Kelly were gone. I pulled my coat tighter around me, a wry smile on my face, ready to brave the mountain alone. That was when I heard the shout: "Avalanche! Run for it!" Alas, I was not fast enough. The snow swallowed me whole, and rescue never came. I suffocated under the weight of the white blanket. I became a ghost, stuck haunting Caden, unable to move on.

I mustered all of my strength and screamed for help, but it was useless. My blood cells felt like they were tearing themselves apart from the inside. Every inch of me was rejecting itself, splitting, and collapsing. I knew what hemorrhaging felt like, but there was nothing I could do to stop it. The silver spread like a shadow, consuming me bit by bit. Right before death took me, only a single thought lingered in my mind. When Tobias and Nicholas found out I was dead, would they regret it at all?

’ the little boy yelled amidst tears. ‘That’s it. You have ten minutes to get your food. It exceeds then, no food for you this night.’ Then suddenly, as she had feared, the crates began to wobble. The little girl unable to balance on the wobbly crates, slipped. And, faceplanted into the pile of ashes a few steps from where the crates had been, just beneath the window. An ear-splitting scream followed soon. They screamed as one- she and the little girl. She wondered why.

Henna will be mad if she has to buy me new books already. This stupid shade over my head is doing less to nothing to protect me from the rain. It's started to get really cold now. The wind is blowing ghastly almost, it seems like it must be storming in some places. Glad it's not happening here. I wouldn't like the idea of getting washed away from the earth with the harsh wind as much as Gabriel would like that. I have to admit though, I really like storms, I don't know why but It gives me inner peace, makes me all giddy for some unknown reason.

We turned and fled into the ruins. The world was a labyrinth of gray concrete and black thorns. We ran through the skeletal remains of what might have once been a city. The air was thick with ash that tasted like burnt paper. Every time my foot hit the ground, I felt the vibration of the world—a low, humming pain that told me the earth was dying. We weren't just running from Selene. We were running from the **Collapse**. As we dove into the shell of an old warehouse, the ground behind us exploded. A giant pillar of black shadow shot into the sky, followed by the terrifying, synchronized howl of the wolves who had stayed behind. It wasn't a wolf's howl anymore. It was a digital scream.

Carrying Cillian and Cotton on his head, Bolus headed to the center of the underground ruins where the sixth world tree is located. “Wooaaah! That is huge! The last world tree I planted is now this large, It became this large and filled with mana! This is really going to be a fun adventure!” Chapter two ends~ to be continued

I could feel the strike of rubble against my heels as I ran towards the distant light, and we rolled free as the hallway we had come along, which had stood for as long as history had been recorded, and had been ancient then, collapsed inwards. For a moment the jungle was still, as if the sound of the collapse had been an ill omen silencing all activity. “Shit,” Akyran rose to his feet striking his hands against his clothing and sending dust to cloud the air. “Are you okay, Ecaeris?” He offered me his hand. “Fine,” I let him pull me to my feet. “That’s not good,” I nodded to the collapsed entry. “Do you think the Seer and all the brethren within died in the collapse?”