Start Again: A Prologue Novels & Stories

She turned back to Emma. And whispered: “The parts of you you buried are waking up.” A distant explosion echoed beyond the forest. Lights flickered. Radio chatter erupted in panic. Mercer stepped back slightly for the first time. Genesis Zero whispered: “No… she started it.” Replacement smiled. And for the first time— It wasn’t calm. It was satisfied. “I didn’t start it,” she said. “I finished what you began.” Emma stared at her. Horrified. Breathing uneven. And then—

Mars's cheeks turn pink blushing and stealing a glance at Zenia. "Let us start it in a new way." Marcus screams waving his hands in the air." yes, the brother said it right." we should refresh our start. Marcus kneels down in front of Olivia, grab her hand and bow. "I Prince Marcus Smith with all my heart apologise to Princess Olivia Cox. " Would you like to start a new journey with me?" Marcus asked looking into her eyes in hope Olivia covered her face with her other hand and a tear of happiness rolled down her cheeks, Zenia who is sitting next to her gave her a side hug."Go on sis"..she whispered in her ears...

Chapter Content : Chapter's names and the relativity to chapters and how they make up the plot of Chaos And Apocalypse. Note that this is only Chaos And Apocalypse based as all chapter names in this book part is of Chaos And Apocalypse alone. Chapter 1 : Prologue When John Met Raphael. This is the start of Born By Power, the beginning of it all. A chapter opening up to a reality of fantasy starting off with a lad and an angel. Chapter 2 : Seeing Beyond When John was hinted to, about the mistakes he made and the seven people that he has to meet to get his powers back.

“Everything.” The altar’s surface ripples like water disturbed by snow.And then I’m not standing in the church anymore. I’m standing in a field of frost under a sky that isn’t a sky—layers of memory stacked like glass. Shapes move within it. Figures without faces. Tall. Still. Watching. You broke a claim, the voice says. That echoes. “I didn’t mean to start a war,” I whisper.Wars do not begin with intent. They begin with notice. My chest tightens. “So now what? You called me. Why?”

“They will erase what you had been and construct you into something else.” “Something… useful.” I exhaled. And loaded my gun. “Then let’s ensure that doesn’t happen.” The War Begins The floor trembled. Vanessa’s sparkling eyes widened. “They’re already here.” Ethan grabbed his rifle. “Then let’s deliver them a proper welcome.” Rachel grinned. “For once, I in reality agree.” The Harbinger watched us. And whispered: “You have already lost.” My telecel smartphone buzzed. An unmarried message. Unknown: “The rewrite begins.” I exhaled sharply. “Not if we erase them first.”

“Shouldn't I?” ~•~••~•~ So, how do you like the prologue? Do comment your opinions and support, please! • • • Finally, we start the journey of book- two! Aren't we? P.S— Please make sure you read book one from my profile before you start this journey. ~•~••~•~ Saumya Tripathi | His fatal shades. Copyrights © 2024 by Saumya Tripathi. All rights reserved.

Dea and Devano exchanged silent gazes, feeling a spark between them. The man didn't blink at all, causing Dea's heart to beat faster. She felt like she was hypnotized by Devano's intense gaze. "Come in, dear," Hando said with a cheerful smile. Finally, the woman's pupils dared to move elsewhere due to the voice of the room's occupant. Gracefully, she walked towards the patient she was about to escort home. The woman's mouth then opened, asking a question to Hando.

She looks away as she lay down comfortably on the couch and where she asks. “Should we?” Giggling as he’s loving the game that they are all running in a circle and within. He ends it with a pure dreaded smile as he whispers. “Where should I start?” Loving the game as they both play it within the palm of their hands as they take no sides, but secure their desires. He smiles as he looks back into the past and time where he created his first perfect chimera, as he informs. “I know, let’s start with the first key.”

I pressed a hand against it before lifting my gaze to Baron. "Fine. I feel sorry for her, so you can take her back to your place now and hand over your entire salary next month while you're at it. "If you're leaving, then go. If Mrs. Jones next door wakes up, your little situation will be all over the neighborhood by tomorrow." Without waiting for their reaction, I turned around and walked straight into the bathroom. In my new life, I only want to live for myself. After a while, Baron's voice came faintly from the doorway.

“For now. But he’s right. That wasn’t the end. That was the beginning.” Selene stared at the empty space where the shadow had vanished. “Then we make a new beginning,” she said. “On our terms.”