Order From Chaos Novels & Stories

I knew that the moment i fellt myself letting of control for him. I’ve always prided myself on being in control. Everything has gone according to a plan, a schedule and an end goal. Spontaneity. I was fine with control. Losing control once threw my life in a loop of chaos and fucking destruction and I can’t do chaos. Chaos is the source of all evil. Chaos would push me over the edge I’ve been walking for as long as I can remember.

Aidan, my agent, said he would do his best and get back to me later. As I got home, I realized that I had nothing to do today. That wasn't a problem, was it? I brought a book that had been on my T-B-R list for weeks and found that I didn't enjoy the book. Since it was a very dull day, I also saw a horror movie for a good five minutes before turning it off and putting on a romantic movie I had seen five times before.

Pero, ngayon siya b-byahe pag nakauwi na yung Tita niya. But now, dahil tinatamad akong pumunta sa mall o sa mga resto, nagorder na ako kanina sa Mcdo ng pagkain, alangan namang libro diba?! Nilabas ko ang in-order kong Chicken Fillet Ala King na may kanin. Dalawa yun sakaling walang baon yung gorilla'ng yun. "Uy, Xzy!" Sigaw nito. Napatingin ako dito at nakita ko itong naglalakad papunta sa akin alangan namang gumapang diba?!

My vision swam with dizzying black spots, and my heart hammered wildly. I could feel that I was dying… which meant that the life-or-death condition was met. Panicking, I reached out my trembling hand, snatching the pendant around Lucas’ neck. "Switch." I choked out through the blood filling my throat. "Switch back.” We waited. One second passed… then two seconds… then three. But nothing happened.

Everyone gathered in the living room and almost all of us fell asleep on the chairs and couches as we talked. Now here we sat, a day of chaos behind us, a future of chaos in front of us, sipping coffee over bagels. “My biggest concern at the moment, is efficiently putting into effect the new orders and everything once we establish them. We have wolves scattered all over the world that we need to organize and only a few of us to do it. We either need more hands on deck or we need a plan for how we will do it swiftly and smoothly just us.”

3rd could not help but ask the question that they were all curious about. Chaos was powerful. The only thing that could match it was its direct polar opposite, Order. Edict which was a branch energy of Order was no match against Chaos. In fact, when it came to pure destructive power, Chaos was more potent that Order! Yet the issue here was that Order was absent from this world as well. After that war, Order had not shown itself again. Since Chaos had reared its head once more, one could easily judge that it had no equal now. Unfortunately, anyone who tried to use Chaos had eventually lost his mind. Darkness, which was a component of Edict, could easily sway a person’s mind. How much more Cha

They were like a storm without end, an entity that could not be reasoned with or understood. And yet, despite the chaos, I could see something at the core of the vortex, a glimmer of stability, a point of origin. “You think this is chaos?” I called out, taking a step forward, my voice unwavering. “Real chaos isn’t about destruction. It’s about change, about transformation. You’re nothing but a distortion, a parasite feeding on fear and despair!” The mastermind snarled, and the tendrils of chaos twisted back, coiling like snakes preparing to strike.

They’d done it under his nose. His fists trembled. The last time Rosewood magic had been used unchecked, it had torn through the North like wildfire. Packs had turned against packs. Kings had fallen. Blood soaked the rivers. It had taken three generations to bury the truth. Now, something—or someone—was stirring again. And for the first time in centuries, the silence of the white wolves was broken. He turned sharply, boots crunching against the frost-bitten stone, and called over his shoulder. “Cassian.”

The child died. Nocté surfaced, and clouds of steam rose into the air. Pulling the dress over her wet body, the girl wandered back to the castle. The rest of the night was spent in nightmares that brought with them the appearance of a dead newt – crabs crawled out of the torn belly, clicking their claws. They devoured the dead flesh, and gray moths landed on the newt's eyes and mouth. The clicking grew louder until Nocté woke up. A day was breaking outside, gulls were screaming loudly, waves were beating noisily against the rocks. The air smelled like freshly baked bread. For the first time in forever, Nocté felt hungry. [1] Chaos — primary state of the universe, the formless totality of mat

Charles says, totally clueless. I shake my head and move away from him, “I’ll eat something else,” I say while fighting the nausea that was working its way up my throat. Unfortunately he comes closer, lifting the waffles to see. Drew must have seen my turmoil in time because he quickly gets a paper bag and gives it to me right before I puke. I heave a couple more times, nothing but water comes out because I’ve not had anything to eat in a long while. Drew takes the paper bag from me and trashes it along with the Waffles that were still sitting on the table. Charles start to protest but Drew shoots him a glare and he keeps quiet. Not for long though because he turns to me.