This Is How The World Ends Book Novels & Stories

PART ZERO FORTY-EIGHT Not all worlds end in a crash of buildings and airplanes, in smoke and ruins and meteor showers. Some worlds come apart one humiliating crack at a time. And no matter how hard you fight, nothing can stop it. So, at the almost-end, you’re left helpless, more exhausted than you’ve ever been, questioning how it came to this. These thoughts tightened the knot in Adrian Bonner’s stomach. Some things he didn’t want answered. He studied his reflection in the blank computer screen instead, and the sigh that followed came with an almost resigned expectancy. This was his new normal.

Debris battered her—logs, stones—leaving bruises that bloomed like dark flowers across her ribs and hips. Finally, the current weakened, depositing her onto a gravelly bank lined with twisted, leafless trees. Lyra crawled from the shallows, coughing up water that tasted of earth and blood. Her body trembled, every muscle screaming as she collapsed face-down in the mud. The Dead Lands. She'd heard the pack's elders whisper of this forsaken stretch—barren soil poisoned by ancient curses, where no wolf tread without madness creeping in. The air hung heavy, thick with the scent of decay and something sharper, like ozone before a lightning strike.

“Take it, and your child becomes a monster. Refuse, and he is lost to the void. This is how the world ends, little queen. With your choice.” My hand hovered in the air, trembling, desperate, ruined. My heart screamed both yes and no at once. My child clawed inside me. Leofric’s hand stretched, light burning brighter, brighter, until it seared my eyes. And then— The world tore in half. I screamed. And reached.

"Oh, sorry. " "I, being the God of time, had already beheld the end of the world, and trust me, it wasn't like anything mankind ever anticipated. So many infinite schemes of doomsday, it could never be stopped except by the Black Stone. The Black Stone is the most feared object in the whole of 'The Sky Pillars'; where we Gods abide because of the power which it posses, but I had the responsibility of wielding it, even if it was never going to be used. "

Chapter 9 After escaping from the ship that Zeno had held him on, prince Brian along with Levi headed to Mars where they were met by king Javier and immediately sent to earth for their protection Brian:(holding on to Levi trying hard to prevent him from bleeding out and dying as the ship they are on flies to Mars)hold on bro we are almost there just hold you can't die on me (starts crying) Levi:come on bro am not dead yet no need to start sheading tears but am not sure I will make it seeing as my wound is too deep

"Yes, Luke. I'm throwing you away now. From now on, you can stay exactly where you belong and spend the rest of your life regretting how you betrayed me and destroyed everything." "No, Bianca! You can't do this to me! Come back!" He cried out desperately and slammed his hands against the glass. The guards immediately restrained him. I stood, smoothed the wrinkles from my shirt, then turned and walked away without looking back. Outside, the sunlight was almost blinding. I looked up. Clouds drifted slowly across the blue sky. Ramond was dead, and Luke's life was destroyed. Their so-called happy family of three had been nothing more than an illusion built on lies and betrayal.

He looked at the carnage around him, his face a blank slate of shock. And that’s when it hit me. The final, fragile illusion of society, of order, of help, shattered into a million pieces. This wasn’t a riot. This wasn’t a temporary crisis. The men in biohazard suits, the chained gurneys, the bloody cough, the biting… the gunshot executing the infected. This was the end. The world wasn’t going crazy. The world was gone. This island, this hospital, this room—this was the new world. Shit. This is the apocalypse.

CLARA Everything goes silent, not like death. Worse, like the world forgets I exist. The pain, the weight, the sound of my own blood—gone. And then I’m falling, not down, not anywhere, just… through something endless and bright. Light surrounds me from every direction, soft and warm, like the air itself is breathing. I don’t have a body or maybe I do, but I don't feel it anymore. I drift and drift until I see her.

"Hold on tight. I'm taking off." "Wait, we'll die from the—" Before I could finish, everything spun around me. My stomach lurched, and I felt sick. It had to be heatstroke. My vision blurred, and I thought for sure I was about to die. I closed my eyes, bracing for the end. "What are you doing? Open your eyes!" Blazewing's voice rang in my ears. Slowly, I opened them. The whole world had changed. "Wh-where are we?"

" Smashing glass forces me out of my bubble and I stop reading. Aidan dropped the bottle and there is glass everywhere. Tears streaming down his face. I jump up and cup his face in my hands. "What's wrong?" Panick laces my words. He opens his pretty eyes and looks deeply troubled. "How could she just die?" He whispers. I sigh in relief that that's all it is and he didn't get bad news through his pack mind link. "She was free. They were together. Everything was perfect. How could she die? What happened to happy endings?" He starts getting angry and grabs my shoulders with each of his calloused warm hands. "Well, the story only works if she dies. It's not fair, but it's life." I say softly. Ju