In The Beginning Superbook Novels & Stories

He began the story. His voice was low and steady, perfectly pitched for drawing little listeners (and tired grown-ups) into sleep. It was an old story—one his own mother had told him, he had once mentioned in passing, in a moment of vulnerability that felt like a lifetime ago—about a little fox who got lost in the woods and found her way home by following the stars.

I finished it up. "It had all always been connected. Everything from the beginning was always tied to the end." She stood up as if remembering something. "What's wrong?" I asked her. She took out the page of the book that she had stolen. "EVERYTHING FROM THE BEGINNING WAS ALWAYS TIED TO THE END AND THE END WAS ALWAYS MADE FROM THE BEGINNING. THERE IS NO BEGINNING WHOSE END CANNOT BE SEEN AND THERE'S NO END WHOSE BEGINNING WASN'T ALWAYS TIED TO IT." She read out loud, her face turning pale.

"Please sit." She goes to the couch and sits down. "I'm sure you have questions?" Dax said. "You've no idea." Tamera said. "Okay, ask away." Dax responded. "Is what I saw real?" Tamera asked. "Yes." Dax answered. "How is it possible?" Tamera asked. "Many theories, but we aren't sure how it started or when." He answered. "Born or bitten?" Tamera asked. "Born." Dax said. "Do, or can you make others like you? If so how?" Tamera asked.

We witnessed it all. We observed Dad and Mom create everything, galaxy after galaxy. Star after star, world afterworld the countless Veils and the young gods and goddesses who inhabited them. We watched as they all created life only creatures your imagination can make or hasn’t had the opportunity to make up yet. Your species would call them aliens, they came in all different shapes and sizes some with large heads and some that looked similar to us but off. Does that make sense? Does anything of what I said make any sense to you? Kinda a lot for you to take in, the human brain can only take so much in. I’ll stop there and give you a minute to absorb that before I go on.

Fair. Apparently being a baby wasn't a valid excuse. Reasonable honestly. Several minutes later she disappeared. God. Then returned carrying an alphabet book. Fair. A very large alphabet book. Reasonable. The kind usually intended for children who could sit upright. God. Not babies who occasionally sneezed at random. Fair. Then Lily sat directly in front of Peanut. Reasonable. Opened the book. God. And school began. Fair. "A." Reasonable. Peanut stared. God.

Maybe he had never been treated like that before, but slowly, the calls stopped. The messages also went silent. At last, I could start adjusting to a new life. At first, it felt strange being in an unfamiliar place and a brand-new job all by myself. However, little by little, I realized I could actually find joy in it. Life began to feel meaningful and purposeful again. The part of me that had been suppressed for years was finally breaking free. Sometimes, though, my thoughts would drift back to the past, to those unforgettable moments that had carved themselves into my heart.

, Olivia warmly shake hand with Alice, trying to befriend with the little girl, "Waaoooo, Now I have two BFF in this mansion," Alice smiled and joyfully started jumping, "Two? Who else is your best friend?" Olivia curiously asked, "Mars"..."He will be happy to know", Alice cutely replied and ran out of the room to meet Mars. "Olivia is feeling good today. The Nurse collected all the medical equipment which are now useless for Olivia's treatment and put them in a small wooden box, Olivia noticed her and asked, "What's your name?"

I look at Alexander and he looks just as puzzled as me “What do you mean the one to rule them all?” “This is a book from my parents stash, it talks about a powerful female that is a triplet and in generations to come they will rule over the werewolf community” “Are you seriously telling me that a girl is going to lead all of werewolf kind?” Alexander was laughing at the thought. “And what is that supposed to mean?” Kayla slams the book shut sending another cloud of dust into the air, her eyes were black and she was staring at Alexander annoyed with his question. My brother had little respect for women being in charge, yet he better get used to it.

I heard a replied and looked up glaring at the students. “What?” I asked him. “Err... 7th chapter Madam.” A student in the front bench mumbled. “Right! Let’s start it.” I said and planned his murder in my mind. *Adithya Pov* “So in the 7th lane of that street…” Rajeev started saying and I stopped him showing my hand. “What lane?” I asked him. “7th lane.” He replied, frowning but I chuckled hearing it. “Continue.” I mumbled, and he did without me stopping him.

“Apparently.” Seraphina smiled. “That’s why I always found you familiar.” The Book’s Warning The black book suddenly closed. Then it opened again. This time, the pages were turning rapidly. Page 1. Page 2. Page 3. Thousands of pages. Millions. Then the book stopped. A single sentence appeared. “THE FIRST DAUGHTER HAS AWAKENED.” Another line appeared. “THE FIRST MOTHER HAS REMEMBERED.” Then: “THE FIRST FATHER IS RETURNING.”