The Future Book Novels & Stories

I wish you peace, happiness, and a future without limits. I stared at the screen, my eyes growing warm. I didn't know what that little app had really been—maybe a version of myself from another timeline, maybe the last mercy the universe had decided to give me. I typed two words and hit send. [Thank you.] A gust of night wind swept past. The text thread flickered into a jumble of code and vanished from my phone entirely—as if it had never existed. I lifted my head, looked at Ed, looked at this beautiful, vibrant city, looked at the dazzling future stretching out before me.

“Nina, don’t be afraid. I won’t abandon you. I’ll be your eyes from now on. Our wedding will just be postponed.” Hearing that familiar voice made me feel nauseous. He and Indya Hickey had taken my eyes, and now I was expected to be grateful in return. Indya had always been Anthony’s childhood sweetheart—I had known all along. That confession recording etched onto a vinyl record, I had accidentally heard it once. A girl’s gentle, graceful voice made a firm promise about the future. My heart had skipped a beat. I had gone straight to Calum, demanding the truth. To be preserved like that—Indya must have been very important to Anthony.

Aeron Miller was never special. When the System descended upon Earth and monsters brought civilization to its knees, he was nothing more than an ordinary survivor trying desperately to stay alive. For ten brutal years, Aeron watched humanity fall. Cities became ruins, friends became enemies, and powerful survivors fought over the few resources left. In the end, Aeron became one of the last humans alive—only to be betrayed and killed by the people he trusted. Then he opened his eyes. Seven days before the apocalypse. Seven days before the System awakens. Seven days before the world he knows disappears. Aeron has returned with everything he learned from his first life.

“It kind of is.” “No. Helpful would be a giant label.” I pointed dramatically at the page. “Past.” Then pointed to the opposite side. “Future.” I shook my head. “That’s helpful.” She laughed harder than before. I do believe she even snorted a couple times. The journal didn’t explain how far into the future the visions could extend either. Hours. Days. Months. Years. There was no explanation. Just a lovely little note informing me that future visions existed and then absolutely no instructions afterward. Typical. No damn explanations at all. This definitely isn’t white wolf 101 for dummies. That’s for sure.

With my heart racing, I took another glance at the book. It contained something. Something living. Mira brushed aside the dust and knelt next to it. Her eyes widened as she turned the pages. "This is more than a book," she muttered. "It is a prophecy." I gasped. One more prophecy? One we had never heard of? I took a step forward, reading the lines with trembling hands. "When the blood of the past meets the power of the future, the world will be remade." I felt cold. Mira's face was stern as she looked up.

Before that, he had carried me on his back across two blocks and vowed to stay by my side as long as we lived. I'd once believed we would be together forever. But Gianna gradually stole his tenderness and ground away his patience toward me. In the end, the very man who once fought with everything he had to protect me forgot the one thing he should never have forgotten about me. I closed my eyes, and the desperate video call from the future came to my mind again. There I was in the basement, hollow-eyed and in despair, begging myself to run. I often found myself wondering what would've happened to me if I hadn't left back then and just kept walking the path I was on.

She became shocked looking at the book and immediately pull her hand back. “Ouch. Why I feel a strong spark while touching this mysteriously giant book” Becky caress her hand which turns red with pain and asked. “It’s a Prophetic Gaze. It couldn’t be touch unless you have a key or permission to open it. This book stole from the Divine. This book will predict the future of war and peace. It will help you to know, what will happen in the future”. The lady explained. “Then we can know, whether Red moon will be disastrous or calamity for both realms” Becky excitedly asked.

'No longer will we bicker and fight between ourselves,' Blake continued, 'No longer will we remain divided, while our enemy laughs at us. Hunts us like we are nothing but animals. No longer will we stay Earth-bound, cast out of our rightful home. No longer will we be the Fallen. Inside this book, the witch's words will unite us all at last.' He lowered the book, holding it flat in the palm of his hand, as his other caressed the cover. 'Inside this book,' he said, a giddy smile making him look younger than his many years, 'lies our future. At last, at last...'

We can flip the whole atmosphere. If you with me. ______________________ How about this chapter? They already talk about future. And you already know their future 😂😂😂😂. See you 💋💋💋💋💋.

He did not want to tell him about the old man at all or about Charles. "A man gave me a book a few days ago. It was titled Super-natural." Nicholas started. "The popular book no one has ever read." Hoots exclaimed, and Nicholas held his mouth. "Who gave it to you?" "Some man. I can picture his face, but he instructed me not to give it to anyone." Nicholas said. Nicholas moved closer to the table. He leaned forward to Hoots. "The book talks about me. My past, present, and a little bit of my future. It stopped a few days ago."