Moment Of Vivification Novels & Stories

I was the one who was going to power the very nightmare I had just escaped. "If you want to save him, Elara, you have to let him go," Vivian said, stepping closer. "Forget him. Live your life in 1998. Go to college. Study microbiology. Be the daughter your father thinks you are. If you stop loving him, he will cease to exist. And if he ceases to exist... the Shroud will have no heart to beat." "And if I keep loving him?" "Then I will harvest him from your soul," Vivian whispered. "And this time, I won’t leave enough of him behind to kiss you on a beach."

‎ ‎And when their moment ended, they dissolved back into the Tree, their essence enriching the roots, feeding new possibilities. ‎ ‎The Momentaries became teachers. ‎ ‎Beings who sought to remember the weight of choice would invite a Momentary into their lives for a day, a year, a lifetime. ‎ ‎They would feel the full force of living in the now. ‎ ‎The sharpness of every decision. ‎ ‎The beauty of every risk. ‎ ‎The pain of every goodbye. ‎ ‎The joy of every hello. ‎ ‎And when the Momentary dissolved, the host was left changed—deeper, wiser, more alive.

One wa‍s laughing. "The crash in‍ your‌ first life didn't just break y‍our⁠ body," M⁠aurice wh‌ispered, lean⁠in​g‍ over m⁠y shoulder. "It br⁠oke yo‍ur s‌oul. One half stayed in the​ li​ght, try​ing to be a wife and a‍ mother‌. The othe‌r half stayed in t‍he dark, hungr‌y for‌ the thro‌ne. V is‍ you, Vivi‍a‍n. And you a​re V."‍

~Lyra's POV~ I brought the video to Xavier and Torvi within twenty minutes of receiving it. Neither of them spoke for the first thirty seconds after I played it. Xavier's expression went through its usual contained cycle, recognition, processing, the flat controlled settling that meant he was working. Torvi's reaction was different. It was immediate, and it was sharp. "She did it," Torvi said. "She actually performed the rebirth on herself." "You sound surprised,"

As long as the soul had reached a certain level, it would activate a lightning tribulation. “Congratulations, you’re going to be Immortal!” “Congratulations my a*s, I don’t even have flesh! My soul is just wrapped around my bones. How am I supposed to cross a tribulation like this?” Shirley was so upset that there was not a hint of happiness in her voice.

“Just give up Viviane, my son has killed yours and your future Luna also has died. The Violet pack has no future! If you give up now, I will forgive you and let the rest of you live in peace.” “What did you say? My son has died… My precious Zack… has gone? This must be because of that omega!” Her voice is trembling, her teary eyes glared at Noah. “This is all because of him; my poison didn't work because of him!” Viviane’s body begins to glow in purple, her eyes open wide and she screams an eerie sound, jarring throughout the forest. “ARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!” ‘I can sense an intimidating aura coming from her body. It seems that her Luna power has been extended beyond the limit!’

“I told you, I’m a vivimancer.” “I’m sorry, I’ve never heard of that before. What does it mean?” “It means I can heal, I can prolong life. Other people’s and my own. It’s the reason I’m in here. My body was starved of food and air, but my life force abides.” “You aren’t dead?” “I am and I am not.” “And Peter put you here, but you still don’t want to get him back?” “Not by robbing him of life. I mean, I wouldn’t like it if someone did that to me, so why would I do it to someone else?”

The memory brought forth a wave of pain and vulnerability that still lingered within her. Vivian recalled a time when she faced immense emotional turmoil, battling through a period of deep sadness and despair. The weight of her experiences weighed heavily on her, leaving her feeling lost and broken. It was a time of personal struggle that tested her resilience and strength. The pain Vivian endured was profound, leaving scars that haven't fully healed. She remembered the sleepless nights, the tears that seemed endless, and the heaviness that clung to her heart. It was a dark place, one that seemed impossible to escape.

I grabbed him pulling him toward me. "No you can't do this to me," I sobbed as his lifeless eyes looked up at me. I rested my head on his chest overcome by my sorrow. I hadn't realized how much I had grown to care for him. Zavier cheered a sadistic cheer, a joyful celebration to him. I watched as a glowing light entered my body and I knew Van had done what he said, given me immortality but it was a cursed immortal life without him. I felt rage pounding inside me as I stood facing Zavier. "You killed him!"

I exclaimed, glancing up at Viviana. "Due to the soul being submerged in water for an extended period, it has developed a heightened sensitivity to electrical currents, causing it to react to even the slightest voltage. Knowing its time was limited, it intensified the voltage to ensure your friend died along with it. Fortunately, the voltage targeted the soul first, allowing your friend to survive. However, it is crucial that you awaken her so she can perform the healing spell on herself," Viviana urgently explained, compelling us to try and rouse Victoria.