Origins Novels & Stories

mentally ill. I'm still not convinced this isn't a mental break. Maybe it finally happened. It's real. You're a werewolf. Well, half. You are also half-human because your mom was. But you are also special. The moon goddess chose you... Wait, moon goddess? Yes, she's who creates us. She determines our destiny. At least who our mates are, what pack we are born into. Mate? As in who we end up being with? Marrying?

Black The Origin chapter 1: Alkhun Berhalksawn “Just a little more, Venus…” They have prepared the sheets, as the red stains of labor spread in the bed where Venus lays. “Ahhhh…. It hurts…” She held her womb in pain. “Don’t worry honey, I’m here for you…” Keppler held her hand tighter. “Ahhhh…” *Baby Cries* “It’s a boy…” Her sister whispers as she saw Alkhun, her older sister’s first born.

However, it was rumored that the country was ruled by supernatural creatures. While the island was hidden from the rest of the world, The Origins, who was known to be the first settlers and pioneers of the country, developed a genetic mutation that was carried by one or two parents and passed it down to their children. It was causing the porphyrins to build up in the body and harmed the skins and sometimes it would be on the nervous system as well. It was known as Porphyria, which later evolved the Origins to be enhanced beings.

In New York’s Upper East Side, there were two heirs. One was a speed-obsessed daredevil dominating the racetracks, the other was a brilliant actuary who controlled the flow of capital. Born into powerful families and polar opposites in temperament, yet they grew up side by side as each other’s only best friend. They had fought over girls and bickered endlessly over racing bets. However, at fifteen, there was one thing they did in perfect unison. They each put on the same roughly carved bronze badge.

I finally manage to blurt out unthinkingly. “Well, it so happens that the legend behind our origins is quite literal despite what we’d all presume,” she smiles sweetly, appearing just a few years older than myself, “-we are made in the image of the Moon Goddess and her alone – duplicates of our mother herself. We are the true Children of the Moon and I am the first of her name, Cateline. It’s a true pleasure to meet you, Willow.” “It's nice to meet you too,” I raise a dubious eyebrow, still not entirely sold on what is going on.

Extinct. Adam’s jaw flexed as he turned his gaze toward the horizon where the sea still glimmered red. His voice dropped, rough and certain. “We have to go to the origin.” I swallowed hard. “The origin of what?” “The origin of rogues,” the man answered before Adam could. “Where all exile and madness began. The birthplace of rebellion. And the seat of the Rogue King.” The world tilted under me. “You mean we’re going to… him?”

Aria stood from her seat as he unrolled one of the scrolls onto the table and pointed to some writing. “I don’t understand. This is just a list of missing people. Missing children. Here is a list of invasions from the kingdom to the North. That’s Morgan’s kingdom.” Aria frowned, wondering where Absalom was going with this. “Yes, but keep reading.” Her eyes returned to scanning the information spread before her. “It says they contacted for help… the witch!” “Yes, now look at the date.” “This was only fifty years ago!”

"I did the same thing to my ex, but we broke up on good terms. I didn't hide that from you, did I? You accepted my imperfections then, but somehow, you decided that I wasn't good enough for you. Tell me, what was your purpose when you first got in touch with me?" Jake was stunned for a moment. "Nothing in particular, really. I just liked you, and I fell in love with you. I wanted to be with you forever, but my friends were talking about their first time, and I realized I didn't get to be your first. You're such a beautiful, adorable, and amazing woman, so the thought of that upset me. I was only venting to them. I didn't mean it, I swear!"

“No Mom, nothing like that. I just need for you to tell my again, and don’t leave any details out.” “Well, okay baby. When you were born you had an extra rib. The doctor joked that you may be the new living Eve and had the rib of your Adam. It only occurs in 0.2% to 0.5% or about 1 in 500 people, which makes you special. So, we didn’t hesitate in naming you Eve. I whole heartedly believe you are a gift baby and that your Adam is out there with the missing the rib, my dear, that you hold. He is who God has for you. No, you are not supposed to start the world over but you two are meant to be together.” I sat there stunned. I had heard the story plenty of times but it wasn’t relevant until this

"I'm guessing you'd also want to know how it all started?" Diana's eyes widened. “Yeah of course! We've received a variety of possibilities, but none of them seemed right. Some believe it was caused by a mutated illness, such as Influenza, while others believe it was caused by the government tampering with things they shouldn't have. Others believe it was more likely Divine vengeance." I looked at Justine and decided now was the ideal moment to inquire about the diary we had seen earlier at Fort Hamilton.