The World Will Tremble Reviews Novels & Stories

As I was heading toward the door to check the whole house I heard a howl. A strong howl of a creature and I shuddered at the wave of power that passed through me. I frowned as it was so weird to react like that. I shook my head and took a deep breath. For some reason, I imagined the big black wolf howling at the moon near the stream. The image was so clear in my head that I thought I saw the wolf howling near the stream. Again I'm getting insane, I thought and shook my head getting out of the room to get my luggage.

Morvane's voice hardened. "So I became one." --- The vision changed. Morvane stood between two worlds. Older now. Exhausted. The old universe was collapsing. The new universe was forming. People were screaming. Armies were fighting. Every voice demanded the same thing. Choose us. Save us. Protect our world. Morvane pressed his hands against his ears. The memories disappeared. He looked at Liana. "I heard them." "Every person." "Every prayer." "Every scream."

Outside the window, the collapse of the world intensified. Skyscrapers fell one after another. The ground split open with massive cracks, where rivers of molten lava gushed out, staining half the sky a burning red. The wind howled violently. Rain poured down in sheets. Hailstones crashed against everything in sight. The entire world was shaking and falling apart. The cries of people grew fainter and fainter until they eventually disappeared completely. Those who had slandered me, those who had hurt me, and those who had once mocked me had all turned to dust in this disaster.

He approached Shawn and whisper to his ear, “This is how simple my advice for you, just make sure you don’t die, or else, I will be the one who will kill you whether you’re in hell or heaven.” “W-what do you mean?” his nervousness started to cripple his body. He sighed in frustration, "It seems that I have no choice but to tell you," he walked towards him, "Chaos and destruction are on their way to hunt you so you need to prepare for what's coming. Always remember that you are the key." Shawn shakes his head in disagreement, "I don't understand what you're talking about. You must be mistaken." The man smiled again at him, “You’ll know soon enough, but it’s time for me to go so I’ll see you a

It was beautiful—too beautiful for a place like this. My breath hitched as the music reached its chorus, and in an instant, the world around us trembled. A cry—piercing, guttural, filled with sorrow—rang through the mountains. The earth beneath us quivered, trees groaned as if whispering in fear, and the towering peaks in the distance shuddered under an unseen force. Koen's hand gripped my arm, firm and protective, his breath sharp as he fixed his gaze ahead. Sinundan ko ang tingin niya at napaatras sa nakita.

I cried out, shivering in fear. My whole body was trembling in fear and my heart beat wasn't helping matters– it was beating faster than normal. "Worms! These are not worms!" Donald cried. "Oh Sophia, you made me panic for nothing!" Donald's mom groaned. She had looked so scared but after I had explained briefly to her about the maid serving me worms, she became calm. "Mom, you need to take this girl back to wherever she came from. Can you imagine? We almost had heart attack because of her. Who calls spaghetti worms? Probably girls from the bush!" Donald lashed out angrily.

That means the future from this day is unpredictable. At the time they are trying to calm down the mass, there are a heart beat that can be heard by everyone in the entire world. The Second Beat and then then a Red Coloured Moon hanging on the sky. At the same time the moon appear, the earth are shaking, the mountain is blowing and the water is rising. The great dissaster coming toward the world. Even if the world population is scarce, the damage on it’s people more higher. Because they never saw somerhing like that.

Our people scattered in a frenzy of panic, their screams piercing the night as they sought refuge from the inexplicable terror that enveloped us. As we stood amidst the chaos, the ground beneath our feet began to crumble, sending shockwaves through our bodies. The earth seemed to convulse with an unrestrained force, tearing apart the fabric of our reality. All around us, buildings quivered, their structures threatened by the relentless tremors. It felt as if the very world we knew was crumbling into oblivion.

The air tastes metallic. A headache blooms behind my eyes—sharp, intrusive, pushing inward. Ella is the center. The heartbeat. The fault line. Her breath breaks. “I’m sorry,” she whispers. “I didn’t want you to see this.” Then the pressure wave hits. Not light. Not sound. A bending of the world itself. The tent warps—walls stretching, blurring, then snapping back. The ground trembles. My bones creak. I choke on a breath that feels like it’s being pulled back out of my lungs.

The earth trembled with a steady rhythm, low and primal. Each thud of the distant drums echoed through the ground, vibrating in their bones, setting teeth on edge and instincts on fire. It was not merely sound, it was a summoning. A calling from something buried too deep and ancient to belong to the world of men or wolves.