Way To The Future Novels & Stories

A while later, a voice sounded from the area. “There is only the past and the present. There is no future. “The so-called future was extrapolated by several Grand Supernaturals using tricks of the Heavenly Path. “The future is filled with uncertainties. Anything can happen in the future. “Every living being can create a future and change the future.” James comprehended the paths silently.

The Harbinger’s head tilted. “A witness.” Vanessa’s voice became sharp. “A witness to what?” The Harbinger’s shape flickered. And then— An imaginative and prescient hit all and sundry at once. The Future They Don’t Want Us to See I noticed it. Not a memory. Not a warning. A future. A global burning. Not with the aid of using battle . Not with the aid of using invasion. By rewriting. People on foot in the streets, their eyes empty. Their minds erased.

Before the handsome boy took a step to stop this nonsense, Alexis had already kicked the muscular boy in his baby production machine. Wasn’t he proud of because of this? She would break this so that he could not even think about seeing girls with his lusty eyes again. The muscular boy curved down in pain. He tightly held his important part and cried in pain. “Humph! Aren’t you so proud of this thing? Now you don’t even have that, so pitiful. How can your future generation come to this world now? I feel very sorry for your future children who are stuck in your pant.” Alexis said as she was feeling really bad for his future generation.

Top universities in the capital offered her places to continue her research. After some time together, Cadmus could see her obsession with crop research. He purchased a newly built private research institute at a high price as a gift for her work. When signing the acquisition, Margaret wanted to use her own money for Lumina's happiness, but Cadmus swiped his card first, leaving Margaret stamping her feet and calling him an ungrateful grandson. That day, Cadmus picked Lumina up from work as usual. A video call from her friend in Arriva City broke the silence in the car.

She finally settled on an outfit and quickly finished her meal. An hour later and she was on her way to pick up Liliana who lived thirty minutes away. Maddison always wondered why her best friend refused to learn how to drive in spite of the numerous benefits it presented. She believed that the subway system was far more effective in a city where the number of vehicles on the road increased by the day. Liliana was standing by the curb when Maddison arrived ten minutes ahead of schedule. She wore a knee-length strapless dress with black and white stripes, black wedges and a crystal hair brooch. She finally opened the door.

> Yes. One word. Certain. Hopeful. Definite. The chamber seemed to exhale. The answer changed everything. The forgotten roads weren't history. They were destinations. Future journeys. Future stories. Future reunions. The voice continued. > The roads remember. They only need travelers. The silver routes shimmered. The dark regions flickered. The map stretched endlessly outward. A universe waiting to reconnect itself. Then the golden light focused. A single area of darkness brightened slightly. Not fully.

Khailah P.O.V I found myself getting smashed into the wall! Crap, not good! I can’t die yet, it’s my first assignment! I sort of knew what to expect and didn’t know what to expect at the same time! My job was simply to infiltrate the pack, discreetly set up my ‘fingerprints’ everywhere, and get the hell out as fast as humanly possible! Simple. Oh, and about these ‘fingerprints’, they are nearly invisible copies of my skin. And they have a nano-sized camera and microphone attached to them. Just think of it as the tips of your fingers shedding their skin and you can leave it anywhere and everywhere, undetected. Well, hopefully, they are undetected. You just never really know with wolves and th

--- And as the last connection to the outside world vanished— As the system entered its darkest state— As everything they had built disappeared into nothing but potential— One final truth emerged: --- Sometimes saving the future… --- Means being willing to shut down the present.

I am excited to see where this path takes me. For a moment I pause and envision a future of Jax and I being together long term. I could see us one day getting married. I could see us eventually buying a house, using the excuse that it will give the kids a place to always come home to. I can see us getting older, and having dual rocking chairs on the porch, so that we can watch our grandkids in the yard. It’s a beautiful thought, and one that I could actually envision coming true.

The crystal flared white, and a holographic display shimmered into existence in the middle of the hallway. ​It was a map of the globe, but it was not the world I knew. It was a projection of the future as the Architects had envisioned it. There were no cities, no forests, and no oceans. There was only a singular, interconnected grid of silver and grey, a planetary machine where every living thing was a standardized component. There was no room for the Sovereign or the Alpha in this vision. There was only the Mute.