The Lazarus Effect Novel Novels & Stories

She found her loading her rifle. “There are a lot of them out there. It looks like he’s brought his army,” Maggie muttered. Brandon ran to the window. The dark of night was filled with red eyes as far as he could see. It was like a field of rubies reflecting the light of the moon. Tara moved beside Brandon and silently took in the sea of fiery eyes and once again recalled Liam’s words. ‘You have near you very dear souls who, together with you, will be able to stop the evil that has been unleashed.’

And this is how the last story about Light and Darkness that I wanted to present to you ends. It was certainly an extraordinary journey, showing different stories, but at the same time touching the same topic - can two such opposing poles as Light and Darkness connect at some point? I'll leave it to your own choice, but one thing is for sure - as Miyuki said in Book 4, wanting to stop the battle between vampires and wizards - Light and Darkness certainly couldn't exist without each other. If there was only Light but no Darkness, what would be its meaning? Likewise, if there was only Darkness in the world, wouldn't its existence be pointless without trying to "devour" the Light?

A gasp tore through my throat like a poisoned arrow and I shot to my feet, blinking away the nightmare that played behind my lids only seconds ago. “So real, how could it feel so real?” I wheezed, scrambling out the bed and heaving over the porcelain bowl of the washroom sink just before my guts heaved up even more of my poisoned blood. “Goddess and seven hells, Laziel. You have finally gone mad.” I chuckled bitterly, glaring at my reflection in the dirty mirror. “Side effects of The Darkness include fever dreams, wolf maladies, hallucinations…delirium,” I muttered, recalling the words from the scribe’s handbook after the first plague of the darkness hit all those years ago.

His fingers crawled up my neck, carving in a little around it, and just as he ducked his head— probably to kiss me back, I never got to find out—, a loud shot rang out in the air, a shattering of glass following. And just as I heard something zing past my eyes, I felt Lazaro’s arms around my neck and waist, pulling me down on the seat. ------

"I shouldn't have." A grin formed on Hazel's face. "Okay." She turned to Orion, who nodded. Without another word, she stepped around Ryder and moved toward the chamber where his mother lay. The room was faintly lit with a smell of sickness on the air. His mother was almost too weak to be seen. Hazel put her hands over her and closed her eyes. A soft, golden light emanated from her fingers and soaked into the woman’s flesh. The crowd in the room gasped as the slashes across her body smoothed over, and her skin resumed its normal hue. A moment later she inhaled deeply, then opened her eyes.

Shadows danced along cavern walls illuminated by flickering torchlight that seemed to burn without source. Cara’s voice echoed nearby, faint and fragile. “Yvette…” “Cara!” Yvette called, struggling to her feet. From the shadows, Cara emerged — her face pale but alive, eyes flickering with hope and terror. “We have to find him,” Cara whispered. “Before Elias fully wakes.” Together, they moved deeper into the labyrinth, the network of tunnels twisting like veins in a living body. But behind them, the mirror’s surface cracked once more, a dark figure stepping through — Elias, reborn in shadow, a predator hungry for the final piece of his resurrection.

Reborn Before the End Blurb Blurb She died once. She will not die again. Elara Vance died in the flames of an apocalypse that consumed the world, betrayed by the man she loved, abandoned to burn while he saved another woman and their child. Her final moments were filled with nothing but regret and hatred. Then she woke up. Three months before the end of everything, Elara is the only person on Earth who remembers what is coming. The collapsing sky. The mutated creatures. The mysterious energy that will destroy civilization as she knows it. Now she has a choice: waste her second chance on the man who destroyed her, or use it to prepare for the war ahead.

Karina remarked in a whisper. Peering through the archway, observing them like creatures of the night. They were reading in silence, Lazarus sipping on black coffee and Thalion on a lavender matcha latte. “He even instructed you to make Thalion’s favorite drink.” I reiterated, shaking my head, “Clearly this sickness has made Lazarus delusional.” “I assure you Ma Cherie, I’m quite sane.” Lazarus’s calm voice startling all of us. “Run.” I mouthed to Lila and Karina. Before we could even take one step, Lazarus’s voice halted our escape. “Don’t even think about it.”

It was the kind of adrenaline that refuses to go away until it finds a target. "Venus wasn't just a woman trapped in a basement, Kai," I said, flipping the book open to the final, handwritten pages where the ink looked fresh and hurried. "Look at these schematics. The Lazarus protocol didn't just end at 422 Wall Street. It wasn't a localized experiment. It’s fully integrated into the city's bones."

"Then I will kill her before Elara finishes the chapter." The forest gasped. But Jasper…. Didn't flinch. He knew Marek didn't mean it or maybe he did. But at least not yet. Back in her world. Elara gasped as her bedroom door creaked open on its own, wind blew through the cracked window. On her laptop, the newest file opened by itself. CHAPTER 31: "THE QUEEN OF SHADOWS" But…she hadn't written that. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. She hadn't even thought about it.