Father Elijah: An Apocalypse Novels & Stories

I began to smile and couldn't stop. “You have a beautiful smile, but want to share what you are smiling about?” Galen asked looking down at me. I looked up and told him, “I prayed. For the first time, I prayed, and I feel peaceful and joyful. I know everything will be all right.” He squeezed my hand and lifted it to his lips. “I have been praying too.” He informed me. “Ever since I been researching the Prophet Elijah and how everything he Prophesied has come to past. I found out he was here on earth thousands of years ago Prophesying God's word, and he never died. God just took him to heaven when he was done. Then the same Prophet suddenly appears on Valaisha and stayed there many years Prop

He gently caressed her cheek with his palm and she swatted him away like an annoying fly still glaring waiting for his answer. "A demon Ally and next to Lucifer you’re THE demon. Your fate is to be the queen of darkness here on this plain, as is it mine to be your King." Drake had never felt so proud and the more she resisted him the more he wanted her. " Queen. Apocalypse. Yours. I don’t think so. Why would I want to help bring about the apocalypse? My father might be a demon, but my mother was human. Part of me is still human. So don't sit there and start with this fate crap because I make my own fate. I refuse to believe that this is the only way." She said it with full hearted conv

Murphy pulled back instantly from her, holding her hand gently and taking it off from her face, her eyes held tenaciously while locking her gaze at her, speaking rigidly in a loud voice, "THERE IS NO ELYSIUM FOR THOSE WHO DIE COWARDLY! NO ELYSIUM FOR US EVEN! IT'S FOR HEROES! WHO DEFY THEIR FATES, AND DON'T SURRENDER! IT'S NOT FOR COWARDS LIKE YOU AND ME!".

he corrects him snarkily. “I know there’s not a flipping crown you idiot!” he barks, “It’s a figure of speech for hell’s sake.” “Okay, Mr Grouchy,” Isaac rolls his eyes causing Jackson to bolt from his seat. “Enough already,” Elijah scorns them as he pushes his cousin back into his seat forcefully, “-and just for the record, my father had what was coming to him. If the guy had gotten what he wanted, he would’ve wiped out every species apart from our own. I wasn’t just going to stand by and let that happen now, was I?” Elijah looks down towards him, his aura overpowering as it masks Jackson’s.

If it weren't for my wanting Sasha to receive more help, I would never have left her alone back at the base camp while Jasper and I went out in search of a larger water source. Before leaving, Jasper promised me that his parents would take good care of her in our absence. However, judging from how quickly Jasper abandoned me, I no longer trusted him with our daughter's life. I had to rush back as quickly as possible. The sun had become twice as hot and intense ever since the start of the apocalypse. My legs were shaky as I returned to the temporary shelter that the search team had built while in search of the larger water sources. When I pushed the door open, I saw that the other teams had a

"For making me think you'd choose Project Apex over family. For three weeks of recovery where I didn't know if you were alive or dead or playing another one of your calculated games." I worked my jaw, checking if it was broken. It wasn't. "I deserved that." "Damn right you did." Elijah grabbed my shirt, pulling me close. "But we're still brothers. And we're getting everyone out of this death trap together. Understood?" "Understood." I couldn't stop the small smile. "It's good to see you too." Elijah released me, his anger fading into something more like exhausted relief. "What do we need to do?"

My eyes turned red as Ezekiel stared at me with panicked eyes. “Baby…” my hands raised halfway and I let go. Last I heard was Ezekiel's panicked voice before I let go fully and fainted.

“This shouldn’t be happening for months.” A distant siren wailed somewhere across the sleeping city. Caleb’s expression darkened. “Your return fractured the timeline.” The wind howled violently through the harbor. And then— “The apocalypse isn’t coming,” Caleb said quietly. “It’s bleeding into the present.”

Then, he cleared his throat and began, "I have already told you the story of how I obtained the Apocalyptic Book, as well as the life experiences that followed. Since we opened our hearts to each other, many events have been things we've shared and experienced together, so you know them well. Moreover, during my recent trip to America, I confirmed our earlier speculation—the Apocalyptic Book was not something I stumbled upon by chance. Instead, it was all part of a series of plans my father made after transferring his destiny to me." At this point, he continued, "Look at how these clues are all intricately connected. First, over thirty years ago, my father accidentally came across the Prefac

For those I had killed. But why my child? She’s so pure, and I could imagine her eyes shining brightly. I think she got this innocence from his father. Yael has this dream of changing the world and yet has enough kindness to embrace me and my father. I am scared, truly I am. And yet I’m excited to see my child’s beautiful smile. And I don’t want to be the reason why it loses its shine. “Ahbaya.” Elija called again. “I have to go, my father is going to the Eastern Kingdom. Apparently, the Alpha of the East had already awakened. My father plans to pay his respect to the Alpha and his son.”