Second Earth Book Novels & Stories

I need to get some medications. That Alpha left the cell and I felt myself lose consciousness and everything went dark. I woke up later and noticed he was gone. I tried standing up but I couldn't. I had to wait for some minutes to gather strength and I tried again. I was able to stand up but I had to use the wall to balance myself. I left the basement and headed out of the pack house to go outside. Everywhere was dark and that meant I only had little time to rest well and take care of myself before I started working again.

“... Believe me, it's not the end of the world Madeline.” Beatrice began but got alert when Madeline didn't respond. Her eyes moved from the table towards her belly. Her soft heavy breaths could be heard and finally she raised up her head to look at Beatrice. “...What do you mean it's not the end of the world for me? It is!...” “Please calm down...”

Hence, I am happy and excited to hear your thoughts in the comments section about this book (likes, dislikes, hate, neutrality) as we close this chapter of our lives forever. And enter the zealous and overrated era of the real world. This book is part of a series, the first under the title, "Rebirth: Insatiable CEO Hubby/Redemption's Sweet Temptation/Rebirth: My CEO Hubby Is Insatiable" and the next book is still to come. Maybe 2025. I have school to blame and possibly a mild case of hyper-procrastination. This book has been a part of my thoughts, been in the shower with me, on my way to school, on my bed when I should be sleeping or reading.

It didn't come from the air; it came from the ground, the walls, and the shard inside me. **[CRITICAL ERROR: PHYSICAL LAYER CONTAMINATED]** **[INITIATING REFORMAT: SEASON 2 PROTOCOL]** **[THEME: THE VOID BEYOND]** “Season 2?” Rowan gasped. He had managed to crawl a few inches closer to me, though his legs were now nothing but shimmering polygons. “They’re starting over. They’re going to erase the Earth to make a new set.” “They can’t,” I whispered, though the wind took my words. “This is the only world left.”

"We used it as a ground. We burned it out to save the world." ​"And the world is still in trouble," Ren added, joining them. He was holding his cracked tablet, his fingers trembling. "The 'Second-Sun',that dark moon,it isn't a planetoid. My scanners are finally picking up a reading. It’s a Dyson-shell. It’s a massive, artificial engine, and it’s moving twice as fast as the first moon did." ​The Billionaire’s Graveyard ​Without their powers, the Vanes were no longer gods or outlaws. They were just four siblings in a world that still hated them.

“That alien knows a private code only the two of us know. She also took the secret device from a hidden place whose unlocking combination even I forgot.” He looked at the floor gloomily. “So I’m facing two possibilities. Either this is someone very intelligent and reckless, or the corpse I buried truly rose and walked again.” Without Mike realizing it, a pair of eyes was watching from high up in a tree. Not far from there, among the dense leaves of an old pine tree facing directly toward the cabin window, Maia perched on a large branch, blending with the leaves shadowed by the dusk. Her right hand gripped a small binocular camera, and her eyes grew misty. “He… is still alive.”

"Writers write." She told Yetunde what the second book was. The particular shape of it — the after, the remaining, the continuing of the becoming. Yetunde listened with the quality of attention she brought to things she was interested in. When Adaeze finished there was a pause. "It's better than the first one," Yetunde said. Adaeze looked at the pages on the screen. "You haven't read it," she said. "I don't need to," Yetunde said. "The first book was about surviving something. The second book is about what you do with yourself after the surviving. The second book is what the first book was building toward without knowing it. That's always the better book."

I crossed the final item off my list. "Write a letter to myself." In it, I wrote about the places I'd seen, the flavors I'd tasted, and the happiness I'd found during this brief month of freedom. I told my future self that if there really was another life waiting beyond this one, I wanted to come back as a seagull, free to fly wherever the wind carried me. On the last day of my life, the weather was unusually beautiful. The setting sun turned the ocean into a sheet of brilliant gold, so beautiful it looked unreal.

And Book 2 begins today! Book 2 explores the gaps left behind jn Book 1 and hopes to set the stage for Mane's return to the True Universe. And this means our little Supreme would have to bear with the Dreamscape Universe for a little while more. So enjoy the first chapter of Book 2: War. I wish you the very best. And please when you say a prayer, say one for me too

It felt like I had died and been brought back to life for a long time. God didn't want me to leave this world just yet. After my conscience met my mother for the first time, I felt a dream. Some supernatural shit like when a hero failed to save the world, they would meet someone who never wants them to give up and gives a second chance. It seemed like forever, but I finally opened my eyes. It was a blur until I focused on the bright light above me. Was this the light that brought me back?