The Unthinkable Happens Novel Novels & Stories

“Unless you can find a way to switch it off.” “Why did this happen?” I asked. “Why me?” “What exactly did you see?” Marcus asked. He seemed to be the only one interested in my predicament. “The beginning and the end,” I replied. “That makes no sense” Kieran replied gruffly. I sighed. “And you think it does to me?” I asked in anger. “I think I understand it now,” Dominic said and began to pace around. “The Book is called the Book of Untold Story. So,what if all you saw were stories that have not happened yet. Possibilities, like Marcus said.”

Fortunately, she was great at her job. The Meridianam trip came and even though she knew that seeing Hayden Moreau was inevitable, she still hoped that she wouldn't. If only she could switch classes, or even switch schools, but that wouldn’t do because every move she makes will branch rumour after rumour and it will all lead to Hayden. “Welcome to Meridianam, you spoiled brats!” Leath wanted to cover her ears after hearing their history professor’s voice. Her anger for him seemed to reach the sky’s limit because even his very own breathing irritated her.

When I heard the door open I knew it was Blue ,and when I heard a gun go off. Caught inbetween shock and pain, I couldt stop screaming.I felt a prick on my thigh then blackness . The weirdest thing about being unconscious is that; your thoughts still process and things start to make sense. What doesn't make sense is Duncan being alive. What the damn hell ? He was related to Rosa ... He wasn't a Massa. I don't want to regret a decision I took ... I just pray that that; tonight goes as planned.

I touch its glass cover and to my surprise, it vanishes in just a snap. The book floats mid-air and emits blinding light. It starts glowing and the pages start to turn. A few moments afterward, the pages stop turning. The glow starts to vanish, and the book moves toward my hand. Just like the book I was reading earlier, it has a leather hardbound cover and its title are embroidered with gold. 'The Untold' I said as I've read the title. I turn the cover and start reading once again. ----- THIRD PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW

Suddenly, I hear a male voice: “Burn,” he whispers, but his whisper is loud enough for me to understand him clearly. I stand as if I’m struck, and I feel a cold shiver on my back. After a moment, I’m pierced by shrill screams, lamentations and pleas for mercy. I’m unable to move from my seat. My legs decide to turn into two tree trunks rooted deep in the ground. I reflexively turn my head, looking behind me. My heart is pounding like crazy. I cover my mouth with my hands when I realize what is really happening. Just a few meters away from me stands a tall boy dressed in black. Around him kneels five people reeling in pain, their bodies on fire. Each of them is groaning horribly and asking fo