Rise Of Apocalypse Novels & Stories

"What is it?" I walked quickly to the desk. I set my heavily encrypted tablet down on the black stone. My hands were actually shaking. "I scrubbed the island," I began, my voice low and tight. "When we left, I triggered the liquidation protocol. The servers were wiped. The physical infrastructure of the Abyss was flooded. The Apex Bloom was meant to be entirely erased from the earth to protect our transition to London." "I know," Lolita said. She stood up and stepped closer. The scent of her expensive perfume mixed with the dark, intoxicating aura of her absolute power. I wanted to drag her across the desk and bury myself in her, just to prove we were still alive. "We buried it."

He gently caressed her cheek with his palm and she swatted him away like an annoying fly still glaring waiting for his answer. "A demon Ally and next to Lucifer you’re THE demon. Your fate is to be the queen of darkness here on this plain, as is it mine to be your King." Drake had never felt so proud and the more she resisted him the more he wanted her. " Queen. Apocalypse. Yours. I don’t think so. Why would I want to help bring about the apocalypse? My father might be a demon, but my mother was human. Part of me is still human. So don't sit there and start with this fate crap because I make my own fate. I refuse to believe that this is the only way." She said it with full hearted conv

Zephyr tells her. “Let’s set up a barrier around this area, give them space and some peace and quiet while she lays her eggs,” Cedric says, already beginning to order his werewolves to get ropes and stakes to wrap around the area. As people start to leave, I stay. When my father walks up, trying to see if Eliane’s eggs are healthy, I whisper to him. “I’m guessing no one is going to say anything to Ancalagon now, right?” “Right. But now we have a good excuse to set up extra patrols. We know there are still bad hybrids out there. We just need to figure out which ones are the ones that caused the Phoenix to rise.”

I began to read and to train my body. Immersed in the ocean of knowledge, my heart grew fuller and calmer than it had ever been. A strong, healthy body was the greatest asset for enduring this long apocalypse. Occasionally, I would access the global surveillance network to glimpse the world being scorched by heatwaves. The traces of civilization were being erased at breathtaking speed. Skyscrapers grew brittle and collapsed under the relentless heat. Forests turned to scorched earth. The oceans evaporated, revealing jagged seabeds and countless skeletal remains of once-living creatures.

She was born in flames, and from these ashes she would rise—and destroy the entire damn system. --- In the background of a single penthouse far, far away, Adrian Sinclair gazed at the first headline brave enough to ask the question: **Who is behind Nova Ascendancy Group—and why are the titans of Wall Street terrified?** He smiled, the glint of a worthy adversary lighting up his single. "Well done, Natalie," he whispered. "The game is on."

While for him that was what the rise of Era… The era of a complete family… The era of a Vampire family… “You Protect Me And I Protect You, Together Let’s Rise The Vampire Era!”

That was also why our security was the best in the whole city. I only found out in my last life that, after the world was hit by the deadly heatwave, a lot of desperate people showed up. In the apocalypse, humanity meant little. Everyone answered only to themselves. But our community was the only one that never got attacked by any looters, all thanks to the top-notch security forces here. It stayed safe until the scientists finally managed to build weather bombs strong enough to fight off the deadly heat, and the heatwave finally ended. Everyone in our community survived.

The child looked tiny against his broad chest. Jethro lifted him high, so everyone could see. "As Alpha and King of the Crimson Realm, I lift the curse I placed upon him and from this day forward, my son shall be known as Silas Veylen." The hall erupted in applause and cheers, then he raised Silas higher. Jethro’s voice carried over the noise. “Silas Veylen is Crowned, and he shall one day be the future Alpha of our realm.” Everyone bowed their heads in respect, Lydia sat frozen, her face pale with shock. Inside my own mind I whispered, Welcome to your hell, Lydia and Jethro as I smiled wider and took my son back, rocking him softly while he cooed.

"Oh, no, we don't need threats, blackmail is a horrible way to deal, bribery is much better." "And how do you plan to convince me?" "You'll like it, you already know that the Twilight of the Gods is coming, right? Lust has fully awakened, making us the last. Do you understand what that means?" A new silence settled. In this darkness, Midgard's eyes closed and her lips trembled. "... When?" "In less than a year, in a few months, the first wave will hit. This is the time that remains before the rifts lead the apocalypse into this world. This is the time that you have left to take our body, Before..."

Or rather, in a mere 23 years… World War 4 pushed the world to the verge of destruction. That’s when on the 23rd year, July 1st. One of the legendary twelve apostles of the God of Creation suddenly appeared, and ‘it’ decided to put an end to everything. ‘It’ destroyed several of the strongest and leading causes countries of World War 4 in just three days by itself, alone. Even with full preparation to meet against his attacks, not a single one of them is able to take down the apostle— even if it’s the powerful celestial gods who are just one rank below them.