Novel W Two World Novels & Stories

I said and frowned before drinking the water again. " wow you can't even form a sentence " he said and I frowned. " I don't care about your body.." I said quickly.. LIAR.... " I thought I told you to stay away from me this morning " I managed to say without tearing my gaze from his hazel eyes. " well you did but just so you know I don't listen to anyone and you left your book on the table " he said holding out my literature novel ' a trip to Venice ' .. How the hell didn't I see that before when he came.

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.

But as they left the human world behind, they were united in their resolve to face whatever lay ahead, together. The journey to the vampire world was long and treacherous. Eli and the girl had never been on such an adventure before, and they were both in awe of the beauty of this new world. But as they entered the heart of the vampire city, they could sense a tension in the air. Asher explained that the darkness that had been stirring was growing stronger, and that they needed to act fast to prevent it from consuming everything they had fought so hard to protect.

As the elevator doors closed, I caught one last glimpse of him watching me, a man torn between obsession and the ghosts of what we’d lost. I was deeper in his world than ever. And the lines between love, revenge, and survival were vanishing fast.

“Wanna go again?” END OF BOOK TWO

This is not an end, but a beginning for a new story. Thank you very much for reading my first work. I, Aldho Alfina, apologize to all readers because the ending was shortened. The author is currently focusing on a novel entitled 'The Ruler of the Dragon God', so that this second novel can be completed perfectly.

The world wasn’t finished with us. And we weren’t finished with it. End of Book One To be continued… Book Two: The Crown of Ashes and Embers (If you want it.)

As soon as the transformation was completed, Lenor; my wolf, howled in ecstasy and leaped forward. "Yes! Yes! Yes" I yelled in my head and I realized that Lenor understood as well. I realized that I and my wolf could communicate and not only that, we are the same entity. Lenor was pure white and without blemish. She was beautiful. She howled loudly and pounced up and down the woods. Just as Lenor leaped through the woods, a yellowish spark flashed through her eyes. And I saw Luna Katherine. Her face looked older and she was standing in a place that looked like a dungeon. Right there in the dungeon was a woman. She was bound and she looked tainted.

Especially in this world, I guess. “We need to get on the same page,” Rudy says reasonably. “Luna,” he bows to my great-grandmother, “Maybe you should start. Tell us about your world. What happened during Witch War II? How did it end? And how,” he pointed out the window, “did we end up with this future?” “Ah, well, that’s where things get interesting,” The Luna Mother pierced her lips. “In this world, there was no Witch War II. There was no Witch War I. It seems,” she pauses. “In a world without humans, we never needed one.”

I kick myself mentally every time for feeling such an attraction towards one of them and what’s worse, is that, in a way, I don’t want it to stop! I got up from the window shelf, deciding to shake away my rambling thoughts and I walked around the large library, eyeing up the rows and shelves of books, new and old. Some of them looked like they had been here for centuries and I hoped one day I’d be allowed to look through them all. I came across the old bookshelf that once held Emma’s journal and I began peeking at all the other books lined up with dust setting on their binders. My eyes suddenly focused on one book, ‘The rare breed – how to train and guide new vampires’, it was called.