Survivor Book Novels & Stories

Everything I’ve known all these while were all lies. I took a shaky step back, my body barely holding me up. “No…” I whispered. “And.. that prenup you signed?” She threw in casually “was actually a surrogacy form!” Her smile widened. My head spun aggressively.. Why? Why me? What did I ever do to deserve this? Vivianne tilted her head, watching me like I was entertainment. “You see,” she continued casually, “Adrian loves me. Very much.” Her fingers brushed his arm possessively.

I stood in the psychology section for a long time, and in the end, I bought a book called Post-Traumatic Growth. The book was thick, and I read about ten pages a day. By the thirtieth day, I wrote a line on a blank page. "I'm not a victim. I'm a survivor." Levi came over to my place for dinner and noticed the book. "How's it going?" he asked. "I'm learning," I answered. "Learning how to breathe again." A year later, the book signing event for my new release took place at the city library. The book recounted my actual experiences and was published under a pen name.

I kept reading the next few lines, it did not have much information just how moon could affect the wolves as well but it was not clear how. *The blood moon does not leave the victims and always leaves a scar on the soul of survivors.* I did not understand the meaning of this line but something stirred uneasiness in my heart as I read it, it could not be good. Victims? How could moon pick its victim? The story of the pack once again came to my head, what if they were also victims? But according to the book there could be survivors, did it mean someone survived from the pack? If they did where were they?

He handed the books he had chosen to the young worker and stuffed his hands in the pocket of his hoodie. "'The SAS Survival Handbook?' and '2020 Standard Catalog of Firearms'?..." The worker raised her brows at the young man in front of her, the corner of her lips twitching unconsciously, as she used this opportunity to look at his handsome face. "Your taste is still as random as always." This guy would either wander around the bookstore just looking around, or buy the most random craziest books ever. She remembers the first time she saw him buying books here, the titles of those being "Demons: The Devil, Possession & Exorcism" and "Poisonous Plants". The poor girl wasn't sure if this guy wa

A paper book rested in his hands while multiple surveillance feeds played silently across the large screen before him, displaying views of both the interior and exterior of the bunker. After the Frostfall, without the burden of work, his life settled into a steady rhythm. He had grown fond of reading. Some books had come from the library. Others had belonged to Severin. The one in his hands now was "Ordinary World" by Lucas Wayworth. Reading it in this era carried a strange weight. The ordinary days described in its pages were gone forever. The ordinary world itself now lay buried beneath endless ice and snow. Yet one thing remained unchanged. Human beings, resilient by nature, would struggl

“The fire investigator said that I left my book on the stove and it caught fire. It happens.” “Did you leave a book?” he asked. “I’d never seen the book before,” she explained. “It was called, ‘You’re Next.’ They also found the remains of the rest of the series in the kitchen. Their titles were ‘Dead Man Walking’ and ‘Dead and Deader.’ They weren’t my books.” “He put them there?” he asked. “That’s a heck of a warning.” “Yeah,” she agreed. “So I ran. I know that he’s out there. I think I’m safe for now. I’ve crossed state lines, and I don’t think he has a good way to track me, but...”

That night, I told the family at dinner. "I'm taking the job," I said. "With the Survivor's Network. I'll be traveling some. Doing speaking engagements. Policy work. All of it." Emma looked confused. "What's a survivor?" "Someone who went through something hard and came out the other side," Rose explained. "Like Mama." "Mama went through something hard?" "Yeah. A long time ago. Before you were born. But she's okay now. And now she's going to help other people be okay too."

"I'll come back when it's safe, don't worry. Is someone watching our family?" Anthea nodded. "People were following Dad, so he asked me to bring you things." She boxes. "Dad sent you some books. Why do you like those old books? I don't find them attractive at all." Uri sighed, so the Red Leaves organization didn't give up on capturing him. He opened an item box, inside there was a lot of food, some of his clothes and some old books. He asked Finn to open the remaining three boxes and set the books on the table, looking at Anthea's beautiful face by the candle.

"The Omega? His sister?" "The middle child of the Head family couldn't get out in time and was badly affected, as he was taken by the Blue Moon pack, but thanks to the head witch she got him on time and then nobody knows where is he. Nobody saw him after that day. The omega and his sister survived, they saw their pack fighting the Alphas much strong from themselves and they were proud. They know they are strong no matter what the world says, they saw their pack being slaughtered but they survived. An omega always survives." David don't know why but this story hurt him, he never knew a fictional story can hurt this much.

Athena said 20 minutes later "W-w-who run the world?" "gg-ggg-ggirls" They were pale. They didn't want to forgo . They looked tough. All of sudden the silent crazy which I learnt that her name is Stella submerged in the water , " STELLA" They screamed and went after him "DON'T JUST STAND THERE,PULL THEM OUT" For the first time in my assassin life , my heart skipped . I never care about the girls that had drowned in there . Whenever they sank in ,I would order them to pack up and leave not rescue them..so what changed???