Re:rising Novels & Stories

“Very well. But remember, power attracts envy as well as admiration. Do not let your eagerness blind you.” I inhaled deeply, steadying myself. “I will not fail.” Emily placed her notebook on the table, flipping through pages quickly. “Maya, tell me, what theme do you see for this? If it is to be immersive, we need a central vision.” I paused, letting the silence stretch before I declared, “Resurgence. That is the theme. A phoenix rising, a family reborn. The Augustus name ascending, unshakable, undeniable.” Barrett let out a deep hum, his eyes narrowing, then softening. “Resurgence. Fitting. Very fitting.”

Not hiding. But powerful. Protected. Surrounded by wealth, security, and influence far beyond anything he currently possessed. His entire body tensed. His breath grew shallow. A quiet dread crept beneath his skin and settled in his chest. He leaned back slowly, staring into empty space as the truth settled like ice in his veins. Celine wasn’t gone. She wasn’t defeated. She had risen, higher than he could have imagined. And the resources she now possessed… they were alarming. The shock of it struck Adam to his core.

You turned your pain into power. You have it. Vision. Story. Voice. And your name is about to become a brand—whether you like it or not. So here’s my offer: I want you to join The Sinclair Method. Not as a client. As a partner. We’re launching a new division—Sinclair Rising—focused on platforming women who’ve taken hardship and turned it into heat. CEOs. Creators. Advocates. You’ll help shape strategy. Coach rising voices. Speak to boardrooms and ballrooms. And together? We’ll teach the world what resilience really looks like.

Tonight was the hunt, and she was both the predator and the storm. Nyxara Vale—the White Wolf, reborn, unstoppable, ravenous—had risen from the ashes. And she would make certain that every moment they had tried to bury her was unearthed, dragged into the light, and remembered for the reckoning it deserved.

Rising. Always.

She looked up at Leo, her eyes wide with a terror she had never been programmed to feel. "Why?" she wheezed. "We... we were going to delete you." "Because," Leo said, reaching down and grabbing her hand to pull her from the fire. "In this world, nobody is deleted. We just have to learn to live with the Noise." The Third Generation Rising As the sun began to rise on the first day of the "Re-Integrated" world, the valley was a chaotic mix of silver silk and brown mud. The Elite and the Corrupted were working side-by-side to put out the fires.

Alive. *

I search through the contacts, looking for Ethan's contact. 'What can you tell me about Rapture?' I text him. I watch as the three dots appear on the screen showing that he's typing. 'The rapture is an eschatological theological position held by some Christians, particularly within branches of American evangelicalism, consisting of an end-time event when all Christian believers who are alive, along with resurrected believers, will rise in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air. -Wikipedia. I roll my eyes at his response. 'Arse.' I think to myself.

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