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.

A familiar pain surged through me as I opened my eyes, and a blinding white light hung overhead. “Look at our son, Tanya—look how adorable he is,” my husband, Damien Slater, said as he cradled a baby at the edge of the hospital bed, his smile warm and bright. I glanced around the room, then at Damien’s youthful face, and the realization hit me: I had been reborn. This was the very day I had given birth in my previous life—the same day my own child had been killed by this monster!

“... 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 ...”

All of the trainees were in awe while craning their necks in every direction that their eyes caught any of the outs of ordinary things. Although they don't know many things in this world, they knew that this world was not the world they used to live in, this world was a different world, that this world located within the planet earth, and this world was known as the Innerworld; whereas, the world they live in was called the Outerworld. Yeah, they were now in the second world of earth. About 50 years after the widespread destruction that humanity was able to discover this world. By no means to travel across this world, they made comprehensive research to find a

Now that had changed. Now the Sovereign had acted openly. No one knew the full details yet. Only fragments had reached them. Destroyed defenses. Thousands displaced. Entire regions devastated by unnatural storms. Lightning unlike anything ever recorded. Winds powerful enough to erase forests. And at the center of it all, witnesses reported seeing a colossal figure moving within the storm itself. The Second Sovereign was no longer approaching civilization. He had arrived. The Final War had crossed another threshold. And somewhere far beyond the northern horizon, beneath skies consumed by darkness and lightning, the first true battlefield of the endgame had finally been created.

“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.

But why don't we sail to the mainland? Kaiser. You want to know the truth? Igor. Yes… Kaiser. About three hundred years ago, the third world war occurred in the old world, and life on the continents became impossible because of the harmful effects of nuclear weapons. The people of the old world built ARKS with certain coordinates of their location to live in the oceans. Each captain knows about this story and has a connection with each captain of the other ark, reporting a unique code, such as our code " Ark 0.30.".