Where World Ends Novels & Stories

Cyrus borrowed someone’s phone to text me, saying he and Serena were both being deported back home. “Can you come back and take care of me?” His voice sounded extremely weak in the voice message. However, I did not feel a shred of pity, retorting mercilessly to cut his last strand of hope. “Face it, I don’t love you anymore. Now you’re like a turd in the latrine to me, dirty and foul. “Perhaps you were important to me once, but now I’m too disgusted to even look at you. Do you understand me now?”

Perhaps, because I had finally let go, my spirit began to fade. In the end, under the sunlight, I dissolved into countless shimmering fragments. If there was a next life, I wanted to be like a sunflower, radiant and free from worries.

The rest of the day was spent eating. I can't remember when I last ate that much. Giovanni went out so he could finish some work and try to learn something more about Alberto, but we both knew that there wasn't much to learn here. We have to go to Sicily. Aiden said that Alberto and Domenic lived there but never crossed their territories. After their "big conflict," they never crossed paths again. No one knew the reason for their conflict or how it started, but one thing was clear: one wrong move, and the third global war would start.

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

"How silly you still are, Ezekiel. You despise me, that's alright, but I wonder if you really do have a heart." The place they were then was a vast, deep and mysterious forest named Anceps. There was a tiny fountain surrounded by rugged-top hills a mile away from them, its gentle but powerful sound of water falling could be heard clearly. So many creatures, so many undiscovered facts, so many myths were still hidden in that forest, they wouldn't even know if something was closely watching them. Moriah looked away from her. He hated it when she called him by his real name. Hadassah sighed subconsciously and smugly placed her lower body on the ground, but never taking her eyes off him. She unt

The moment Seraphine finished speaking, the connection exploded inside me. Not with pain. Not with fear. With memory. Ancient. Violent. Buried beneath thousands of years of lies. The world vanished around me. The rain. The wall. The Watchers. Everything disappeared. And suddenly I was standing at the edge of the end of the world. The sky burned silver. Not sunlight. Not fire. Something worse. The horizon itself seemed torn apart as massive fractures stretched across the heavens.

Maya lets go and runs. "Thursday," she mutters, as smoke rolls over the skyline. Dex looks at her. "What?" "The world ends on a Thursday." Something screams from inside the building above them. Maya starts climbing down.

my heart pounded in my chest. “They stopped.” I stared at the guard, they weren’t dead, thank the gods. But then frowned, “Why?” I asked now more confused. “Because they saw something.” By the gods, what kind of guard was this, he couldn’t even finish a simple sentence! I glanced at the sky. The blood moon was still there, slowly covering the sun. The fire around it had grown brighter, turning the once clear sky into something that looked like the end of the world. “What did they see?”

The being nodded. "The timelines that never happened." A pause. "The worlds the system erased." Emma's stomach tightened. There were too many lights. Far too many. Millions. Billions. Perhaps more. Entire universes. Entire lives. Gone. Forgotten. Deleted. The End stirred inside her. But not violently. Quietly. Reflectively. Almost mournfully. Emma looked at one of the lights. The moment she focused— A vision unfolded. A different Earth. A different sky.

[The Final Resolution] The world didn't end with a bang; it ended with the sound of a thousand children humming a lullaby in a minor key. The sea-cave was a theater of shadows, the "Original" Ivy standing at the mouth of the tunnel like a vengeful saint. Behind her, the indigo children were a wall of black-eyed dolls, their collective presence creating a static pressure that made my nose bleed.