Second World Novels & Stories

The air thickened no, shifted. Something was here. Someone. Black stirred inside me, the growl in his voice low and rough. She’s here. Who? I asked, already knowing. The answer burned through me like wildfire. Mate. My pulse stuttered. No. That couldn’t….before I could complete my sentence, the door opened. And then the universe had the audacity to stop moving. Three people stepped in, laughing. Lila, a male I recognized as Theo and a girl who didn’t belong to this world.

Seizing the moment, I dropped another bomb. “If you wanted a divorce, you could have said so. I would have agreed to it. Yet, you secretly married Vanessa and had a child with her. Why go to such lengths?” He looked up in shock. “How much do you know?” he whispered, his voice trembling ever so slightly. I stared at him coldly. “Tanya, could there possibly be a misunderstanding? This is too extreme…” someone asked. I smiled coldly. “Too extreme? Vanessa’s son is also Damien’s son.

“... 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...”

Then, she started another man. We got pregnant and we were in our early pregnancy when a war broke out with another kingdom. They killed many of our people and my husband and Alice's own were amongst the unfortunate ones to die. Some of the women who survived including Alice and I ran to another place and found shelter. Some women were pregnant too at that time. They needed a ruler and I was chosen. Alice was jealous and she didn't try to hide it. She hated me and we stopped being friends. I had gone into labour and due to the strength I lost and how tired I was, I passed out. When I woke up, I was told my baby had died.

second coming" with hope and faith, to eradicate the evils of this world.” "But this second coming would be after the apocalypse, according to the Bible ..." Mark said. “It would be naive to think the clone child represents that second coming at the present time.” “And what makes you think that we are not on the verge of an apocalypse?” Richmond asked with some perspicacity. “The conflicts in the Middle East do not stop; treaties against the proliferation of nuclear weapons are dying; there are countries like North Korea and Iran challenging the rest of the world with their tests; the growing tension between Russia, Syria and the United States with their allies like Israel ...”

“I’m here to decide what I can live with.” Lady Serephine’s hand slid from her belly to the edge of her gown, fingers smoothing fabric as if Elowen’s words were merely noise. “Decide,” she echoed softly. “But remember, Lady Elowen. Second wives don’t get to rewrite the story. They only get to accept the ending.”

Blake caught Sarah as she collapsed, but she could no longer make a sound. In her final moments, there seemed to be a trace of regret in her eyes. However, before she could say anything, her hand fell heavily to the ground, her last breath gone. Blake threw his head back and let out a long, grief-stricken howl. With the Alpha of the Red Claw pack dead, the remaining red werewolves were quickly subdued by the Black Fang pack, who had finally broken through and taken control. Seville walked over to Blake and placed a hand on his shoulder, giving it a quiet pat.

AUGUST. _THE WORLD AFTER._ Half the world was gone. Not destroyed. Changed. The Black Moon hung in the sky. Always night. Always red-black. Countries: France, UK, Germany, Spain... gone. Asia: Half gone. India, China... pockets left. America: East Coast gone. West Coast holding. People: 3 billion dead. The rest: Infected. Or hiding. The Cult won. They called it "The New World". --- _LOCATION: SYDNEY UNDERGROUND BUNKER._

Lucien Arden took the throne. He crowned Rosalind Hartwell empress. And Evelyn Hartwell—the principal wife who had fought at his side all the way from embattled prince to emperor—was given only the rank of Imperial Consort. The day the decree came down, Silverleaf Palace was completely silent. Every servant kept their head lowered and hardly dared to breathe, afraid that Evelyn would weep, or throw things, or come apart the way any consort does when the emperor's favor leaves her. Evelyn simply accepted the decree, calmly. “I thank His Majesty for his generosity.” There was no movement in her voice and nothing in her face. Even her beautiful eyes held not the slightest trace of grief.

said the Captain. "Duarrr! Boom!” Explosions occurred in various places around the world. The world war a happened again. But this time with the monsters. The screams of the people who were frightened and who were victims of the monsters' attacks were mixed into one. -Professor Alex’s Study- “We have no other choice! We must use nuclear weapons to exterminate them all!” said a state leader from Russia. "Yes that's right. If we don't do it soon. Humanity will be nothing left!” said the leader of the country from South Africa.