This Is How We Rise Up Novels & Stories

A shiver ran through me, not of fear but awakening. For the first time, I wasn't just a cast-off bride, or a desperate daughter, or a discarded sh*t as he said. I was something new, a mother, a fighter and a woman who would one day stand over Jethro Veylen's broken pride and say, You should have never let me go. And as Tristan's eyes held mine, sharp and unyielding, I knew he believed it too.

Information is power, if you can get information about your opponent, that means you are halfway to defeating your opponent. The rage awakening is the state an exobeast can enter if it gets agitated and angered to a point of no return. Once this transformation happens, the exobeast will receive a special surge of adrenaline. This adrenaline would increase the exobeast strength, lethality, aggression, speed and other attributes.

Because maybe she will. Because maybe that’s the new Pattern too: Not answers. Just invitations. --- We don’t have a crown. We don’t have a throne. We have mornings. We have storms. We have each other. And whatever comes next— We will not be silent.

For all of us. I rose, my fists clenched, and prepared to train alone

The atmosphere was peaceful, yet powerful, as strangers became a community, bound together by their shared concern for one person as they sang along to ‘Rise up’, by Andra day. “You’re broken down and tired of living life on a merry go-round…” “And you can’t find the fighter, but I see it in you, so we're gonna walk it out…” “Move… mountain, we're gonna walk it out…” “Move… mountain…” “And I’ll rise up, I’ll rise like the day, I’ll rise up, I’ll rise unafraid, I’ll rise up, and I’ll do it a thousand times again…” “And I’ll rise up, high like the waves, I’ll rise up, in spite of the ache, I’ll rise up, and do it a thousand times again…”

“Unity.” I nodded. “If we can’t show them what’s possible, no one else will. And if we fail…” “We won’t fail,” she said firmly, her green eyes blazing with determination. “We can’t.” The bond flared again, a quiet strength that filled the space between us. It wasn’t just a connection—it was a promise, a reminder of the future we were fighting for. “The phoenix rises from the ashes,” Mira said, her voice barely above a whisper. “But it can only rise if we give it something to burn.”

Together, we work through the night, piecing together a strategy, clinging to the hope that we can turn the tide. By the time dawn breaks, exhaustion weighs heavily on us, but we have a plan. It’s not perfect, and it’s far from a guarantee, but it’s a start. This is my fight, our fight, and I won’t back down. Not now, not ever. We are Wilson Paragon, and we will rise from these ashes.

Jason couldn't keep up appearances anymore as he shouted, "She's already dead! What else do you want?!" I took a step back and shouted, "I want her to pay the price she deserves!"

The Search for Reign. Reign's point of view. I was in the midst of the flowers and the grass. It was really comfortable and quiet. I looked around and it looked like a hidden garden. I spotted an orange tree and a very tall apple tree. I felt relieved, I mean spending a week here and eating fruits wouldn’t be so bad.I played and twirled in the garden, for a while I started feeling hungry, I opened my bag and I brought out my snacks to eat but it was barely enough, I knew I wanted to eat the apple, it is so red, plump but there was one problem, the tree is so huge and tall, climbing it would mean either an injured leg, a broken rib or a twisted ankle, and neither any of those options would wo

Rising. Always.