Prelogue Mga Nobela at Kwento

It’s time for him to call his prey once more. They must be continually reminded of what is at stake. One mistake from Jim and Nathan’s side and their downfall will begin.

Leaving Kallista staring at the back of his head somehow feeling even more terrible than she did before. **** Kallista stared at the grand iron gates that loomed before her, the complicated yet prestigious Hawthorne crest welded into the center. The gates slowly creaked open, revealing a sprawling estate that seemed to stretch endlessly. She tightened her grip on the wedding dress, her nerves fraying as the car rolled forward.

Towards the pyres of our dead. I close my eyes. I have a strong feeling the battle we just survived... was only the prologue.

Waiting. A chill crawled down my spine. This was not over. The world thought Kaelus was the end of my story. They were wrong. He was only the prologue. And the true war had yet to begin. And as the first howl of that unseen presence echoed across the valley, I felt the pull of destiny tighten once more. Not a chain this time—but a summons. The beginning of something greater, darker, inevitable. My story was no longer one of survival. It was prophecy.

The electricity searing through her, followed by the wild, heated burning sensation. “Why are you telling me this?” Jessica asked, her voice trembling as she spoke. “We are all connected, you and I,” Elias paused, “And the others. We are all involved in this; the prophecy has made it so.” Jessica felt her stomach knot and twist at his words, “Others? You mean….”

starlight. They woke up on the balcony of the modern keep. The "Golden Threads" of the Prequel were gone. The "Sepia" was a memory. But the North was not quiet. From the sky, a massive "Notification" appeared—not a prequel, and not a sequel. BOOK TWO: THE ECLIPSE OF THE DEAD—OFFICIAL LAUNCH. Kaelen looked at the sky and saw the "Dead Moon" returning. But this time, it wasn't grey.

"He's just beginning." The column of light expanded, consuming everything in the pass—the drones, the Gravekeeper, the mountain, the sky. "Is this the end?" Richard screamed over the roar of the disintegration. "No," the figure said, his voice drowned out by the sound of a world being rewritten. "It’s the prologue." The light vanished. The mountain pass was gone. The sky was silent. Only the figure remained, standing in the crater, watching the dust settle. "Who are you?" a voice echoed from the dark hole in the mountain.

The sky turned white. The Progenitor fell. Not into the trench. Into the island. The volcano opened like a mouth and swallowed the beast whole. The light faded. The ground stopped shaking. The sky turned blue. --- I collapsed. Leo caught me before I hit the ground. My arms were black with burns. My chest was cracked open. The Master Key was dark. "Rose," Leo said. "Rose, stay with me." "Did we win?" "The Progenitor is gone. Buried under the volcano."

"My mother?" Selene nods. "She gave me these before she died." My throat tightens. "Why didn't you show me earlier?" "Because you weren't ready." "I am now." "I know." She removes a yellowed parchment. "The prophecy was written hundreds of years ago." She unfolds it. I read the first line. When the Lost Queen's blood awakens, the divided wolves will rise. My skin prickles. Selene continues. "The Queen will stand between two worlds." "Which worlds?"

Christian suddenly came to a realization and said, “Yes, yes, yes! It's called the Apocalyptic Book! The Preface to the Apocalyptic Book sounded strange to me at first. I thought it was a classic book, but your dad said it was the key to opening another world. I always thought he was a bit crazy…” Charlie couldn't help but mumble, “The Preface to the Apocalyptic Book… What does the ‘preface’ mean...?” Christian casually said, “It’s the preface to the Apocalyptic Book!” Charlie had a horrified expression, and waves of shock rose in his heart. He couldn't help but think to himself, ‘The Preface to the Apocalyptic Book? Does that mean the book my dad got was the preface to the Apocalyptic Book?