World Trigger Books Novels & Stories

Seeing how much I liked him, Dad reached out to the Twilight pack to discuss an arranged marriage. But after I was abducted and my face temporarily disfigured in that fire, Easton had heartlessly broken off the engagement. It wasn't until I got engaged to Andre that Dad—hoping they'd value and cherish me—offered the Twilight pack a stream of trade deals. That was how the once insignificant Twilight pack rose to power so quickly. I knew the Twilight pack would neither give up those benefits easily, nor would they let me go without a fight. But I also wanted to make them regret everything they had done to hurt me.

The morning air when I woke up was stifling, thick with a tension that felt like static electricity against my skin. Ryker was already awake, sitting propped up against a mountain of pillows, his laptop open on his lap. He was dictating orders to Travis with a voice so cold and detached it made my blood run cold. He wasn't the man who had been moaning my name in the operating room; he was a machine, a strategist dismantling lives with the same precision he used to command his empire.

Residue. Nothing. Whoever they were, they were a ghost. But I wasn’t. I slid open the bottom drawer beneath the bookshelf and pulled out my field pack. Old habits. Old gear. A biometric scrambler. An EMP charge. A coded flash drive. An unregistered phone that hadn’t seen daylight in years. I stared at it. Then powered it on. No number. No contacts. Just a signal ping. Weak. But enough. I sent a message—a single pulse across a dead network to a contact I hadn’t spoken to in over a decade. It would take an hour to bounce through enough relays to be untraceable. But once it launched, it was out.

Then he added, almost gentle, almost cruel: “But let’s not lie to each other — you’re not ready to obey safety yet.” The berry sat between them like a dropped match. Damian turned and walked out, not hurried, not triumphant. Predators don’t need to look back when they know the woods follow. Lila exhaled finally. Her fingers trembled… not from fear. Storm wind rattled the windows. Inside, something else rattled her ribs. Not desire. Not yet. Awakening. Some doors don't open.

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Not on my watch. A man, wearing a bandanna around his head carrying a long gun walked towards Lucas in the middle of the disarray. Lucas had his back on him, aiming his own gun to a man about to shoot his member. Bandanna Man aims his gun, Lucas still clueless, just as I pulled the trigger of my own for the very first time. The glass wall shattered with a noisy and ear deafening sound but was left unnoticed because of the chaos inside. The man wearing a bandana fell with ungraceful ease as the bullet passed through his skull with the speed of a jet. Clean, straight, thorough. Lucas jolted and spun, surprised to see the man on the ground. His sudden distraction was enough time for the man he

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The particular book appears in front of him as HE gladly reads the title out loud. “Death Resurgence.” As the book opens and the series of the current events begin to flash and flood. HE giggles in HIS utmost amusement, as HE presented. “Well, well, well. Shall we learn the ropes of what lies within the Resurgence?” From the book that deliberately flips and presented the gist of the world that it brings, the words are written and said.

+++ Trigger alert! Remember, this book contains serious subjects who might be disturbing for some. This chapter is a tough one. You have been warned. +++ ‘What the fuck are you doing in the dark, Shawn? And what the fuck are you doing in my room?’ Trying to calm myself and heavily breathing, I turned the lights on and took four, maybe five steps back away from him. I crossed my arms, waiting for his response. But he just stared at me, he didn’t say anything. Then I noticed his swollen eyes and red nose. He had been crying. He had both of his arms down, covered on his long sleeves as they always were, but blood was dripping from his fingers.