Novel & Cerita Left Behind 2 Tribulation Force

When the extreme-heat apocalypse arrived, surface temperatures reached 158°F, and the first group of people began moving to Frostpoint Base. As a scientist, my wife had two spots to bring family members with her. Everyone thought she would take me without hesitation. But in the end, she put the name of her graduate student on the application. "He's my student, and he doesn't have his parents with him. I can't bear to leave him alone in a place this hot." She submitted the application without a second thought. Her next words chilled me to the bone. "Ethan, you're different. You've been tough since you were a kid. I know you can survive until the second group is evacuated." I forced a bitter s

For eight years, I'd managed the career of my boyfriend, Aiden White, a famous celebrity. I was also a partner at Veyra Media and the one pulling the strings behind his career. But on our anniversary trip, Aiden and one of the company's top influencers left me behind at a hotel near a volcano. They drove for forty minutes before they even realized I wasn't with them. When Aiden finally answered my call, he sounded more annoyed than concerned. "Scarlett, why didn't you get in the car? We need to hike to the crater by five, or we'll miss the blue flames! We're already almost there. I can't turn around and drive all the way back for you!" "Scarlett can find a ride and meet us here," Karina said

Mom and Dad have been divorced for ten years. One day, I come across a discussion thread. "Are all children of divorce having it hard?" I join the discussion. "Not always. Personally, I'm living pretty decently. After my parents' divorce, my sister and I were separated—one of us went to live with our paternal grandparents, and the other with our maternal grandparents. "For the last ten years, my parents have visited me once a year. Although they usually only stay for a few days, I can tell that they still love me." Within a minute, someone replies to my comment. "Girl, are you sure? My parents are divorced as well, but they can't bear to leave me at all. I've been with them since I wa

It was my mother, her eyes filled with sorrow and determination. "Mom?" I breathed, tears welling up. "You must let go of the relic's power, Emily," she urged. "It's feeding the darkness. Trust in your own strength and the bonds you've formed." Her words cut through the noise, resonating deep within me. The relic's power surged, resisting my control. I looked around at my friends, my allies, all fighting for their lives. Nathanial, Elijah, Leona—all depending on me. With a final, desperate effort, I wrenched the relic away from my heart, severing the connection. The backlash was immediate—a shockwave of energy that blasted outward, throwing me to the ground.

I said, "Yeah, it won't get in our way. The land of the dead is the kind of LDR where you can't reach anyone anyway." I hung up and booked a flight abroad, after which I went through the paperwork for my discharge and got back home to recuperate. … Jonathan spent all his time showing off his shiny relationship on social media. He posted the new watch and sports car he got from Rachel. I saw how he and Rachel were holding hands with their fingers intertwined. The ring he was wearing? The one Rachel took away from me. They took sets of wedding photos, and Jonathan captioned them, 'Three years being a side piece. Now I can finally be the main guy.'

Without my permission, no one could get through, and I had no intention of giving them that chance. Later, piece by piece, I learned what happened after I left. The moment Lucian’s lies were exposed, Serafina ended everything built around him. She never defended him again. Mirella and Viola cut him off as completely as they could. His name became something they barely wanted to hear. It changed nothing for me. Regret does not undo what has already been done. It only proves the wound was real. A few years later, I started hearing through old contacts that Serafina had spent that entire time looking for me. She followed every lead, watched every possible connection, and chased every rumor tied

I could see the tears that had been threatening to spill. “How could I stay away when you’re still here, Mom?” I replied, my voice softening. And then, she broke. Her tears spilled over as she cried out, “I’m sorry… I’ve misjudged you all these years…” It turned out that Mother had discovered the full extent of Mireille’s and Michael’s betrayals. She had filed for divorce immediately and tried to reclaim what she had given them—everything they’d taken. But Mireille and Michael had acted faster, fleeing the country overnight and taking many of the valuable items with them.

But with the support of family and friends, and as time passed, I healed faster than I expected, leaving the past behind me. The only downside was how often people got hurt at the hunting grounds here. It kept me so busy that I'd lose track of time and end up working late. Sometimes, the exhaustion made me feel sick. I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me. A little over a month later, Jimmy—the Alpha of the Warwolf pack—invited me to join him for an outing in the hunting grounds. We'd grown up together, but after I met Jerry, I moved to another pack and we lost touch. Jimmy was thrilled when he heard I was coming back, and kept asking me out to eat every now and then.

In the previous life, even when Katherine died tragically after being assaulted, she still managed to capture Gabriel's heart. In this life, afraid she might feel wronged, Gabriel abandoned Adrian and me without the slightest hesitation. Outside the window, the first snowfall after the New Year began to fall. While everyone else celebrated the arrival of new life, my maternity ward was cold and empty. After all, I had been an orphan since childhood. I had no family, and now I had lost my husband as well. After a long while, my phone lit up. Joshua Brown, Gabriel's assistant, informed me in an icy tone, "Ms. Carter, Mr. Donovan asked me to pick you up tomorrow morning for Donovan Group's pres

He collapsed, writhed, and howled on the floor. "Ms. Wade!" The bodyguards roared in unison, their voices made the crystal chandeliers vibrate. The sudden turn of events plunged the hall into silence. Jarek Steelshade was the man leading the charge. He was Dad's most trusted aide and a former special forces soldier. In a flash, he rushed forward and brutally kicked the men surrounding me away.