World Trigger Novels & Stories

Then he himself will be either killed or forever exiled from his family. Things aren’t meant to be like this. Then, he opens his eyes. And pulls the trigger. --- SOoooooo the book is finished! This was Part I of the Games We Play series; ACT I: Awakening. I will post information about the second part, which will be a separate story, in the next chapter tomorrow, and then some links where you can get the ebook/paperback if you'd like on a****n the day after that! thank you for reading, i hope you enjoyed :) xoxo, Ronnie

“It must have a trigger that we should pull in order for it to show what it does.” During the encounters where the newborn seemed not to attack, Alpha Lachlan and Beta Mellow would double their defense. That to ensure they are not putting themselves in a great advantage. The first time they had experienced a newborn with such behavior, they did had took it easy; it almost cost them the lives of the survivors they had rescued on site. “Be my back-up,” Alpha Lachlan told him. He had formed a plan on how to get the lady into safety. His plan is to get her down manually by his hands.

Not in a match of someone else, but me as the opponent. “Why aren’t you taking your position?” I let out a quick boisterous laugh. “If I do, it’s your dead end.” “Arrogance,” he murmured. “Well, then . . . hear my call, Vlortis.” A pair of sword on fire appeared from his hands, beckoning heat and energy from the expanse until the sides and edges of the stage fired up. Now, we are hidden from the people’s sight.

Examine it. Carefully. Because Adrian— never makes things simple. “There’s a trigger,” I say. “Where?” I point. Lower hinge. Almost invisible. “Tripwire mechanism.” “Disarm it.” “Already on it.” Seconds stretch. Tension builds. Then— “Clear.” I nod once. “Open it.” The door slides. Slowly. Silently. Darkness waits on the other side. Cold. Deep. Wrong. We step in. One by one. Weapons raised.

“Of course he would say that. He always preferred grand gestures after the damage was already done.” I did not look at her. I kept my eyes on the screen. The activation sequence was still moving. There was a frequency grid underneath the countdown, layers of code and signal mapping that made my stomach twist because I recognized parts of it from Leo’s notes. The hum. The pulse. The sequence shifts he had described while half crying in his sleep. Evelyn had been right. It was not just a bomb. It was a trigger. A global one. All of this. The headlines. My ruined name. Adrian’s business bleeding out. Julian’s bitter loyalty. The facility collapse. The fake video. The virus panic. It had all bee

My Void-Wolf hybrid nature is surging with rage because this thing used my sister’s face to manipulate me, pretended to love me and sacrificed for me while actually steering me toward this moment. “What if we refuse to fight?” I ask. “What if I tell everyone to stand down and we don’t give you the war you want?” “Then we trigger the contingency,” not-Anna says, and snaps her fingers. Half the wolves on both sides suddenly collapse screaming, their bodies convulsing as something activates inside them. “What did you do?” I scream. “Genetic triggers we’ve been planting in werewolf bloodlines for generations,” she explains calmly. “Dormant sequences that activate on command. Those wolves are now

It suddenly felt very real, people I'd know my entire life, watched my die and then throw me in the dirt. "Looks like we'll need to work on your trust issues. I'm not going to try and rape you." He stated, suddenly vanish from the room only to return seconds later, with a terrified woman in his arms. How did he do that? Instantly disappear and then reappear. Seeing the questions swimming in my eyes he answered. "I'll teach you but first," Twisting the woman in his arms so I could look at her. May Brownwood, this was the woman who found me with Michael. Who screamed her head off telling everyone who would listen that I'd killed him in cold blood. Shocked flooded her eyes when she saw me, and

Thankfully, the boss monster wasn’t very smart. Akiko held her breath and ran from the stairwell to hide in the games room beneath the library. She waited for Tracer, who was still feeling the outline of the black eggs. At least his party safely delivered the black eggs to Zen. It was now a race against time to know how to trigger these eggs. Frustrated, Tracer smacked the egg with his full force and glared at it. “What is your trigger? Open sesame? Abracadabra?” The egg did not respond, and Tracer glowered.

He started talking, hesitating a little. “I will start from the beginning so you will get a general idea about our kind. We are werewolf as you already know. We can shift into wolves whenever we want. Every werewolf has a soul mate. We can recognize our mate from our twenty first birthday. Some find them on their birthday itself, some till they turn twenty five or some never find them. I haven’t found mine either but I am still twenty two. I have time on my hands for that. Our mates are a really important part of us.” He looked at me to check whether I am still with him.

Jes spoke out totally changing the topic. Amara, Rose and Troy were returning from the cafeteria after having lunch when suddenly Troy's phone rang. Both of the girls looked at him as he talked with the other person After a while he hanged up said byee in a hurry and left. When Amara and Rose tried to ask what happened he replied "Something urgent came up I have to go sorry guys" And he left. Amara and Rose were shocked but began to walk towards their locker. As Amara opened the locker a Yellow rose dropped on the floor with a small note.