Hope Rising Book Novels & Stories

He then dismissed me after he was done taunting me. While I cleaned the hall, I was humming my favourite song. It was a song about freedom. As I hummed, tears came down my eyes but I kept my determination and didn't stop cleaning. Hope was my only anchor. "Why are you crying?" Said a voice to me as I cleaned the floor. It sounded like a boy's voice. I turned around and saw that it was Elijah's grandchild. He was about ten years old. "Wow! Little one. What are you doing here?" I replied. "Uhhhm, nothing. I'm just playing. You've not answered my question. Why are you crying?" Asked the boy. "Oh! Nothing" I replied, after which I chuckled a little. "You should not be here. Go back to your house

Between duty and desire, between destiny and defiance, I was trapped in a game I didn’t fully understand. And with the full moon rising closer with every passing hour, I knew that everything was about to change.

I only saw the old librarian that sat in front of a stack of books while reading. "This is what you are looking for", I was surprised when she spoke and raised a book with the title,UPRISING.I know it’s for me as I am the only one here. I opened the book. First page, table of contents. I just selected to open the middle because I didn't have time. August 2008 Seraphim Orphanage is slowly dying.Toddlers might as well. A young guy named Michael, Changes his world, controls the population.

"I was convenient. A warm body. A free babysitter. A doormat who never asked questions." I took a step closer, and for the first time, something flickered in his eyes. Uncertainty. "But here's what you forgot, doormats can get up. And when they do, they tend to walk away. And they never, ever come back." Ivy sat up, her smug expression faltering. "You can't just—"

He looked at the book cover, 'Order of the Chalice, Guardian of the Lost Arts' "What do you want me to do?" He asked again "Ascend" "Ascend to where?" 'No reply' "Okay, but what's all this, what are they for, and why me? Why me? Am a boy." By now he was exasperated. "Because you're the best," the book started answering from the last question. "The most suitable candidate, you can fail and may fail but you can rise and you may rise. Most men can never rise and will not rise because of who they are, because they do not possess the energy to and they were not chosen. But you, son, you're he, and you're chosen. The eras dissect and the periods intersect. The nexus of life is beyond human underst

She insisted again. "Ugh fine" I sigh, throwing the couch pillow at her. We reached the Library and I stroll through the different sections while Amia searches for her new interesting books.I stop and stare at the new section of romance Book.Frowning, I grab one of the book with hockey player on the cover.I have never seen a romance section in the Library.What's this? "Interesting, is it?" A manly familiar voice almost made me drop the book.Almost, not exact.I turned to my left to see Nikona's tall figure standing next to me.I kept the book back on the aisle and turned quickly to leave.

“She is very okay. Everyone is fine. Just be fine. Everyone wants you to be okay. Get well soon, okay?” “Hmm” She nodded in approval. He sighted the book she was reading. Poor innocent girl, she was still trying her possible best to make her father proud despite everything.

He nods and says, “I understand that you’ve been hurt and you’re going to need time to recover, but that means you must stay put. I’m sure there’s a way that you can make yourself useful while staying in camp.” I open my mouth to reply, but the fear creeping up my back stops me. If the pack leaders are going to show me grace for once, I need to take advantage of it. I nod instead and say, “Okay. Thank you, I will find a way to keep busy.” My eyes slide over to Riven, who offers Harrison a nasty glare as his eyes narrow into slits. He lifts the girl up in his arms and says, “Found something. Who knows if she would have survived if I hadn’t defied your orders.”

Ailduin points to the one I’ve been reading, “is the second.” Buppig looks thoughtful for a second before turning the page back one. “Read the first one, Princess. We call this one, 'The Rise of the Giants.'” “Call me Lily, Buppig.” I say distractedly. I look down and begin reading the first prophecy out loud. When those that have become more earth and animal Begin to rise again It will announce the beginning of the end And the peace within the land will wane. She will call to them and they will rise

Jessica’s POV The early morning rain had washed the air clean, leaving the sprawling hills under a high, pale blue sky that looked as clear as polished glass. I stood by the freshly replaced panoramic panels of our private study, watching the silver mist rise off the manicured lawns below. The heavy, metallic smell of the storm had vanished, replaced by the crisp scent of damp earth and the rich aroma of the dark espresso cooling in the porcelain cup beside my left hand. "David, initialize the European summary terminal," I said, my voice carrying its distinct, clinical sharpness as I addressed the hardwired desktop interface.