End Of The World Novels & Stories

If he wasn’t killed or has gotten sick to death, there’s still a possibility for him to be alive since we are capable of living for a maximum of five thousand years. This world where I belong is called Audravaria. It is divided into two kingdoms—the Oqazia that composes of white magicians called Oqans, and Crarene, the kingdom of dark magicians called as Cranes. All of us, in general, are called Audravarians. The other creatures in the three remaining worlds are considered as ‘lower beings’. Audravarians are the highest ones, for we have the longest lives and the strongest powers.

Both sides face each other at opposite sides of the battlefield from yesterday, the stench of smoke and blood still fill the air to some degree. We hear that the officers simply named the battle, Final Eternity. Although I found the name a bit bland, in all truth I believe it didn’t matter. The ceremony was conducted by the meeting of Generals from both sides. When our own General Vaxides read the official Persian letter and inspected the seal for authenticity while the Persian Leader General Izari did the same with the Remanian letter. When both Generals returned the letters and saluted each other we knew the war was now over. The cheers of both armies are much more deafening than the fierc

“What I mean son, is that the fire was not meant to kill anyone who doesn’t deserve it.” He frowned deeply. “It was the Calamity Star’s power’s full awakening.” I laughed. “We are doomed.” Tears screamed down my cheeks. “All those with innocent blood on their hands will be die before dawn.” Mark lost all his strength and dropped to the floor with ashen face.

"No?" "I'm not going to join the enemy's army. Blunder would--" "Blunder is dead,. His men are gone, and his lands now belong to Tilidus. Do you think I'm waging this war on a whim? I need your knowledge to stop the end of the world." "So Blunder was right?" Conrad smirked. "The Cosmic Eclipse is the end of the world. We thought he and your mother were crazy." "Be careful how you speak of my mother in my presence. She's here, in her tent."

I loved Cassidy more than anything. Although she had been involved with countless men, and she had even cheated on me with Henry, the fake heir, I still couldn't bring myself to let her go. I worked out, took medication, and did everything I could because I wanted to have a child with her. When the doctor finally told me today that I met the required fertility criteria, I grabbed the test results and rushed straight to her office. "Cassidy, I–" My voice came to an abrupt halt. Cassidy was passionately kissing her new male secretary with her arms wrapped around him. She glanced at me impatiently. "Get out!" I suddenly came to my senses. I could accept having a wife like her, but coul

It's like watching a very weird food chain in real time. “The Bloodmoon is in three days,” she says eventually, setting down her knife. “We'll need to begin preparations.” Alaric doesn't look up from his plate. “Proceed according to standard preparations.” He cuts into his food before adding, “Clara will assist.” Excuse me? Since when was I consulted to work for Bloodmoon? “Bloodmoon,” I mumble. Right. Bloodmoon. The giant wolf holiday where the moon turns magically red and everyone gathers together to thank the Moon Goddess for things.

Chapter 18: The Choice of World's The world ended at 3:47 AM on a Tuesday. Not with explosions or invasions, but with a simple broadcast that reached every connected device on Earth simultaneously. Director Frost's face appeared on billions of screens, her expression serene as she announced humanity's forced evolution. "Citizens of Earth," she began, "in one hour, the next stage of human development begins. Water supplies in major population centers have been prepared with evolutionary catalysts. Do not be afraid. You are about to become something greater."

Cassie's POV. I fucking hate this life, I really do hate this life, and so is Padgett all along, she is the one girl, that Cameron can't stop loving, I was thinking he is going to come back to me but he can never come back to me, Padgett, it’s time for you to pay …. I thought scattering my things on the floor desperately "I think it's time for you to leave this world, I wish that those idiots did their job well, I wouldn't have to worry about you now."

Toward whatever waited there. "Are you geared up for this?" Damien asked. "No. But when have we ever been ready?" Her phone rang. Unknown number. Again. She answered. Her grandfather’s voice. "Hello, granddaughter. I hear you’ve been busy making deals. How ambitious of you. But I’m afraid it’s all for nothing. The game is over. I’m activating the final protocol. Project Endgame. Every major city. Every financial center. Everything burns in three hours. Unless—" "Unless what?"

She whispered, a bit uncomfortable that somebody might quell us likewise. "But why now?" "I don't know. Perhaps the world's web was pruned off because of this apocalypse." I bobbed my head for a nod. I didn't mull over the queries in my head 'cause I'm pleased with her response. Making a fuss about it doesn't seem to fit these circumstances. After all, her replies made sense. However, people retained their gasps and murmurs when the news is in haste to provide details about this shit. "The extensive ultimate destruction of the world has now come."