Oblivion Synopsis Novels & Stories

Hope slept peacefully in the next room, a living symbol of everything we had fought for. But as I drifted off to sleep in John’s arms, Sophia’s words echoed in my mind. Someone from John’s past. Someone who had faked their death. The final threat was still out there, watching, waiting. Our forbidden love had survived hell and given us a beautiful daughter. But the obsession it created refused to die quietly. And the next chapter was already beginning to unfold in the shadows.

“I don’t want to be.” Ryder softened despite himself. “Power doesn’t care what we want.” The elder Alpha cleared his throat. “Ironclaw called him Veilblood.” Every head turned. Ryder’s gaze sharpened. “Explain.” The Alpha hesitated. “Old stories. Older than packs as we know them. Veilbloods were… thresholds. Omegas born wrong. Eyrix went very still. “Wrong how?” Ryder asked. “They weren’t meant to lead,” the Alpha said. “But Alphas followed them anyway.”

The floor pulsed, as if the very foundation of the estate was exhaling after centuries of being strangled. And then, it was done. No explosion. No burst of magic. Just a quiet, irreversible shift. Like a company dissolving after three hundred years of unethical operations. Clean. Final. Undeniable. Olivia lowered her hand. The circle broke. And the Bloodbound was no more. Hours later, Olivia stood in the birthing wing. White walls. Dim lights. The air thick with antiseptic and anticipation. She lay on the bed, breathing in slow, steady waves.

There were the remains of dead Rogue Immortals! Rogue Immortals were Cultivators who had passed the Nascent Soul, Nirvana, Apotheosis and Grand Completion Realms. After the Great Completion Realm, they must survive the Ordeal. If they succeeded, they would turn into real Immortals and soar to Heaven's Realm above. They would be released from the cycles of life and death. They could continue cultivating and become Immortal Lords and God Kings.

**Evelina's POV** As I watched Sybl writhe in agony, the room swirled around me, the vision of the past disappearing into a black void before my very eyes. And then another vision materialized. Sybl was older now. She was no longer pregnant and stood before the column of fire with a box in her hand. “Mistress Lilith, as I stand here before you, a gamma with alpha blood is impregnating my daughter,” Sybl intoned to the column of fire.

Blurred, my vision is blurred. I can't see the stars, or the ever changing moon. I can't hear the crow, or the darkness silence. I can't hear, I can't see, even silence, becomes a sound lost to me. The dark, I can't even feel. This isn't hell, this goes beyond. This is.... Oblivion. Victor Mairo First off, I'd admit I was wrong. I shouldn't have reacted the way I did, to such a "tiny" issue. Her words, not mine. Now, let me back up a bit, in order for you to understand. In the beginning, we were in Eden....

I continued. In a blink of an eye, Sunny put her ID card near the wall. We wait impatiently in the lift. My heart thumped out of my chest. My ears ringing in anticipation. The others don't look much different. I could hear their harsh breath, their feet tapping on the floor, and click-clack of their weapons being checked the ammunitions multiple times. A ting informed us that the lift had finally reached the base. My heart dropped. There is nothing left. The floor is covered in bodies laying on top of one another.

She greeted and the audience returned the greeting. “As the host said, I am the current CEO of Elixiron Pharmaceutical, pleasure to meet you all. Today, I am presenting to you the Essence Of Oblivion. It’s a Bioengineered device and drug, consisting of the Cardiovita, a revolutionary bioelectronic device paired with a Nano medicine solution that offers a high probability of curing advanced heart diseases. It acts as both a regenerative stimulator and a real-time monitor after being applied directly to the heart tissue during minimally invasive surgery.

Phil remembered about what was beyond the shallows that his grandfather had seen and he wanted to see it for himself, at first he swam slowly, he felt like he was swimming in syrup and that it was hard to move around but he persevered and arrived at the 'shallow'. Phil looked up towards the sky, but to his surprise what he saw was not the sky his grandfather was talking about, but a reflection of himself. The surface of the shallows was like a mirror, he found it odd since his grandfather did not write about this phenomenon in the book. Curious, he touched the mirror surface and it rippled, like water dripping in a calm pond, Phil's image changed, and what was projected turned into a scene.

Elaine took the opportunity to silently plead for my Father, or my grandfather, to help her out. “Abram, this is the same poison that Elaine had made up to give Eva on the night of her celebration. It will make her body feel like ants are crawling all over her. She will be able to feel them bite her skin. The phantom pain will cause her to tear her skin apart trying to scratch an itch that cannot be stopped. As awful as that is, she also had them add a strong hallucinogen to it. Within two hours after ingesting the poison, you’re dead. She wanted to completely humiliate not just Eva, but Reese and me, in front of all our esteemed guests. She wanted to humiliate us, to make room for Shne to b