The Anomaly Book Novels & Stories

Hyun said. Cela's phone starts to ring even before she could ask what Lora's call is about. Hyun went to the buffet table feeling better. "Are you feeling okay now, Sir Hyun?" someone from the team asked. "Never been better," he answered while looking at Cela who's now talking excitedly on the phone. "What's happening? I think something unusual is going on," another member of the team said. I guess we all know what it is about. Fourth book?

the last of them sassed “This is absurd” Mother cried out “You know you can do this without her having to die right?” “Yes but where’s the fun in that” They answered in sync. Totally creeping me out I looked round and found my father and brothers looking at each other with eyes glazed over and I knew they were communicating telepathically “Ugh… so how is this going down…” Mama asked again “Yes!!! Here’s the plan… Chaos will have to…” ****** ****** On the Third Day Alpha River’s P.O.V

The case swung slightly ajar. Kael looked at the clasp on the floor. Then, at the open case, he saw a book. He picked up the book titled The Luck Bearers Vol. III, carefully opened it to the first page, and read the first line. The Luck Bearers are not mages. They are not warriors. They are not chosen by gods or blessed by divine hands. They are anomalies. Errors in the system. People around whom the laws of probability stop behaving, bending, warping, and rearranging in ways no one can predict, measure, or pull back under control.

"Whatever happens with Nathan. With Kessler. With all of it. You have me. You have Elena. You have this pack." "I've been alone my whole life. I don't know how to not be." "Then learn. With me. We'll figure it out together." Something in my chest loosens. Just slightly. Then my eyes flash brighter gold. Every nerve in my body fires at once. I stand suddenly. Body rigid. "Someone's coming. Multiple wolves. Moving fast." Neah is on her feet instantly. "Hostile?" "No. Something else. Something I've never felt before." The energy signature is wrong. Too old. Too powerful. "They're not normal wolves."

With a flick of his fingers, the towering stack of books drifted toward me, settling back into my arms with the weight of a feather. "Most people are just terrified of power they cannot categorize, Lady Lumira," he murmured, stepping just a fraction closer. The scent of ozone and clean linen followed him. "They see a 'villainess' or a 'broken mate.' But I? I see a unique biological and arcane anomaly-" "Anomaly?" "A slip of the tongue, Lady Lumira." The sound that followed was too sharp to be genuine laughter. "I look forward to seeing what else you break this semester."

"I didn't just fail you. I failed the whole city." "No," Dante rasped, a sudden, fierce spark returning to his gaze. He pulled me closer until our foreheads touched, the heat of the Void sparking between us. "You... you are the Anomaly. She can have the data... but she doesn't have the soul. Not yet." I wanted to scream. I wanted to burn the entire world down just to give him a single breath of clean air. But the "Lagos-grit" in my blood told me that screaming didn't win wars. Planning did.

After a brief scolding from my teacher, I was sent to assist the librarian. The library was a sanctuary of towering shelves and soft whispers, its grandeur unexpectedly breathtaking. The scent of aged books and polished wood wrapped around me like a comforting cloak. Wandering through the aisles, I stumbled upon a dimly lit corner that exuded an eerie presence. A single book stood out—its cover blank and edges charred. Curious, I picked it up. "Weird," I muttered, flipping through its brittle pages. My blood ran cold when I saw my name inscribed on the last page.

Kyla took a step closer—close enough for the bond to brush her presence. She didn’t flinch. “Because you’re not the first,” Kyla said quietly. Alex’s heart skipped. “Not the first what?” “To break expectations,” she replied. “To scare the Council without meaning to.” Brian’s eyes sharpened. ❄️ “There are others.” “Yes,” Kyla said. “Scattered. Hidden. Silenced.” The bond reacted—anger, grief, recognition all tangled together. “They call us anomalies,” Kyla continued. “But really, we’re just… early.”

I am deceased. [Please stop quoting children’s books. I cannot handle this whiplash.] [My pants were already off and you give me this wholesome nonsense?] Nobody can resist that tone, not even an anomaly. He released my face, but he did not move off me. His breath was hot on my neck and sent a shiver down my spine. Do anomalies get fevers?

But they also knew something about it. It didn’t attack randomly. It didn’t waste moves. It built pressure. Forced decisions. Exploited weaknesses. And that meant— it would escalate. — The Guardian alerted. “New anomaly detected.” Jessica turned instantly. “…Where?” The screen expanded. This time— it wasn’t small. It wasn’t subtle. It wasn’t distributed. It was focused. One region. One system. One target. Global financial exchange cluster. Devon’s eyes widened. “…That’s not a test.”