Rise From The Rubble Novels & Stories

too excited to share his conclusions with Sarah, Luke never noticed that Sarah didn’t move from the place she stood when he came in. “And about that part ‘Rise of the Phoenix,’ that Celia connected with my full shifting… well, I think she was wrong. I think it had nothing to do with any physical transformation. Because you, Sarah, never gave up on me, and you put up with all my tantrums. You showed me I was wrong with my stupid prejudices and beliefs, and you were there for me while I learned to be a better man, a better version of myself. You gave me family and love and support…” when he put it like that, it made even more sense than what Celia said. “And I am about to give you one more thi

The road disappeared under a mountain of debris. Silence fell. The pack cheered again. "He did it!" Jax yelled. "He buried them!" Victor did not cheer. He stayed crouched on the wall. He was panting. He watched the pile of rubble. A green light began to glow from beneath the rocks. The stones began to rot. They turned grey and crumbled into sand. A skeletal paw burst through the debris. Then another. They climbed out of the landslide. They shook the dust off their bones.

she whispered, her voice low but firm, “but I won’t die at your hands, Casandra. I’ll make you regret ever stepping on me.” Her hands clenched tight, knuckles turning white. “You can destroy me in front of the world… but I’ll rise again. On my own terms.” --- Outside, the rain poured heavily over the city. And from the dim apartment window, Rosemary stood tall — no longer a victim, but a woman reigniting the fire of resistance within her. Far away, Adrian stared at a picture of her on his phone. He murmured, “Hold on, Rose. I’ll clear your name. For you.”

“But you and I know better than everyone other things you can do from dead scrap. We will be the tanks of their Take ships and build real houses from them. We will be their dead pipes as Use irrigation systems. We tear their world in and build from the ruins Something new. We will plant gardens again.” Betty's eyes widened when she understood the scope of my words. A broad, real smile spread on her face. “You have always been the best Recycler in the sector, Jada. I'm here.” An agreeing murmuring went through the crowd that quickly became a loud, free cheering. Fear was hopeful. They no longer saw that Monster of Consortium in Kael. They saw the warrior who saw us the heavens had returned. K

A rescuer's shout rang out from deep in the rubble. Hydraulic jacks slowly lifted several massive slabs of concrete. Then rescuers dragged out two familiar figures, covered head to toe in dirt. Tristan and Rainee. The second I saw them, I almost laughed. Rainee was filthy, with a deep gash across her forehead. But somehow, all four limbs were still intact. Tristan, on the other hand, was a mess. A collapsed support wall had crushed both his legs. Blood soaked the concrete, his pants drenched red.

Alas, both of them ended up in a tragic car crash that took their lives. Since then, Valerie had been traumatized by both the rain and cars. She dared not learn how to drive as well. Every time she needed to get somewhere, she'd flag down a taxi. Unfortunately, there were always places where rides were difficult to flag down. Things changed when Valerie met Christopher. Whenever she wanted to go somewhere, he'd always show up with his car right on time. His presence became the most reassuring safety net for her. Valerie stood at the clubhouse's main entrance while spacing out. She remained like that until she heard a car beeping at her from a short distance away.

He carried a large bouquet of roses and looked at me with a mix of regret and longing. "I was blind, Rosie. It felt like I was living in a dream before. Now that I've woken up, I realize I can't live without you." The set fell silent as everyone turned to watch. Allen had no shame declaring this in front of so many people. I felt thankful for having eaten lightly that morning; at least I had not thrown up yet. Allen continued his self-absorbed speech, "Can you give me another chance? Let's start over. We were engaged after all—"

The memories receded, pushed back into the dark corners where I kept everything I couldn't afford to deal with right now. The rockfall appeared about an hour later, a massive tumble of boulders that blocked the path ahead. It looked completely impassable. Eron dismounted and walked toward it without hesitation, pressing his palm against the largest boulder. Nothing happened for a moment. Then a faint purple glow spread from his hand, tracing patterns in the rock that hadn't been visible before. Ancient symbols, angular and strange. The boulder shifted. Slowly at first, then faster, rolling aside to reveal an opening in the mountainside.

Chapter 32 “Rise and shine!” Violet’s happiness filled the room with every word that came out of her mouth as she drew open the curtains. The rays of sunlight swept across the room as if announcing morning’s arrival. “Mom, wake up! We have a lot to do today.”

"To every woman who was told she was too emotional, too soft, too ambitious. To every person who lost everything and had to start again. This is your reminder that we rise. And we rise stronger." That night, Natalie sat on the balcony of her penthouse, watching the stars return to a sky once clouded by doubt. Lila joined her with two glasses of wine. "You know," Lila said, handing her a glass, "I always believed you’d come back. But I never expected this." "Neither did I," Natalie admitted. "But maybe sometimes we have to be burned down to remember what we’re made of." Lila raised her glass. "To rising from the ashes."