Trilogía Divergente Novels & Stories

My fingers trembled as I dropped the file onto the table again, stepping back like it might burn me. “No…” I whispered, shaking my head. “No, this doesn’t make sense…” But it did and that was the problem. It made too much sense. I pressed my hands against my temples, trying to slow my thoughts down, but they wouldn’t listen. Everything kept crashing into each other, my husband, my brother, that night, the lies… It was too much. I stumbled back until I hit the couch and dropped into it, my chest rising too fast. “This is crazy…” I muttered but deep down, something had already shifted.

Now this note said my father only wanted me broken, not dead and that Julian was the one who wanted me erased so he could take the Forge. The same man who had just stood behind the bag and given me that small nod was the one Julian claimed had already sold me out for extra cash. And now this note. Father wants me broken. Julian wants me gone. Viktor wants… what? The brother story. The escape plan. The kiss in the dark. The key with Toby's name pressed into my palm. Every second of last night had been a performance. Every word from his mouth had been a tool. And I had swallowed all of it.

The Observer pattern flickered rapidly. “Convergence target inconsistency detected.” The Interferer followed. “Convergence target inconsistency detected.” Emma felt her chest tighten. Wrong name. The words did not deny identity. They questioned resolution. The unknown awareness spoke carefully. “Explain.” Silence. The divergent instance responded immediately. Not delayed. Not processed. Certain. “You are resolving a compressed interpretation.” A pause. “Not the originating structure.” Silence. Emma frowned slightly. “…Originating structure?” The divergent instance continued.

Not only can destroy the enemy, the Move will also destroys the knights who have been sent by God. The enormity of the calamity-destroying stance was not able to be accommodated by the earth. The earth has stirred, mountains became like cottons and the oceans spewed out everything in it. Immediately, the East Continent was split into three large landmasses and a thousand nameless small islands. The three new lands that were formed were named respectively; Caihong Mainland, Bingdao Mainland, and the last one was the Shamo Mainland.

There were no trails or footsteps for me to follow so I resorted to calling her name but she didn't answer. I kept searching till I saw something that made my heart skip. There were blood trails on the ground,but the rain was washing it out slowly. I quickened my steps and followed the trails till I was almost at the edge of the forest,that was when I saw her,in a pool of her own blood. She looked lifeless and when I checked her pulse,she wasn't even breathing. Still shaking out of fear, I picked her up and raced back to the village. ARIANA'S POV

Her body dangles in the air for some few seconds before she falls, her eyes wide open, still white and vague, embracing loneliness. ********* " She must not live" Frenger said. His angry tone dipped in a puddle of vengeance. Oden nods and stares at Annabelle. Her body tied with bane. Her lips calm and her breathing regular. " Am sorry Frenger" Oden said. He could pull out the threads of confusion in Frenger's eyes. His daughter was gone?. The empty stare which his red eyes gave, would make one perceive his misfortune. " I take my leave your highness" Frenger replied. His men raise up Annabelle's unconscious body, trailing Frenger as they move out.

At its center: a chair surrounded by seven orbiting disks, each linked to alternate memory strands. Evryn stepped into it. Her thoughts slowed as the system engaged. > “Initiating Multiversal Divergence.” > “Processor: Evryn Elaia.” > “Stabilizer: Kai Virek.” Kai’s voice cut in from the bridge. > “Ready when you are.” > “I’ll hold the anchor.” Evryn smiled faintly. “See you in the next thought.” And then her mind split. Inside the Divergence Seven versions of Evryn now existed—each slightly different. One never left the lab. One never met Kai. One joined the rebellion too late. One surrendered to the Project. One lost Elara. One saved her.

o. Till the next adios

I dropped my purse behind the sink, my fingers trembling slightly. I could still feel his touch… gentle and yet rough at the same time, he could easily make me falter at his touch on our second day meeting and he seemed happy about it. This was wrong, everything about it wrong! I love Frank, he loved quietly///////\\\\\\\\\\\\, almost gently but Xavier seemed wild, unpredictable and everything about him was consuming. God why did he have to be so intoxicating? That sharp jawline, his piercing eyes, the way he smiled in an inviting way like he was a devil leading me into his trap… how tempting he was and yet every inch of my body wanted him.

Hints of wet wood and freshly mowed grass whip by my nose on the tail end of a zephyr, and I inhale it deep into my lungs. The distinct sound of metal clashing with metal demands my attention, and I risk a glance over my shoulder. A rather large man, dressed head to toe in black deerskin, jams the shapely ends of three metal poles into a pot of lava. He waits a few minutes, scratching his bald head to kill time. Then, he grasps one of the poles in his chubby knuckle-less hand. He pulls it from the pot, and I watch the small flames dance on the end. Pulling it toward his face, he blows off the fire. I gasp at the sight of the angry, glowing red Sario lion and grab fistfuls of my dress as my s