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Alyn Crawford

Apocalypse: Reborn Just To Die Again

"Do you see this? Activate channel 7!" Her phone beeped and she quickly tuned to it, apprehensively. There stood the cafe patron, looking with dread. His lips was moving, but no words were coming out, but Elena could understand him. "i'm sorry we failed once more." The TV signal went off. In the unexpected calm, Elena heard Luna stop pacing. The car alarms halted. Even the breeze died. The arena held its breath. Her phone flashed up one last time. Identical unknown number: "The day after today does not come. However, the day that passed repeated." The floor began to quake and Elena sprung into action, her body moving with the rhythm of past lives... ### In a world spiraling into chaos, the sudden appearance of deadly dungeons and freak natural disasters signal the end of days. Amidst the destruction, one ordinary individual— Elena Crawford—discovers an extraordinary ability: each time she dies, she wakes up again at the start of the apocalypse, trapped in a time loop. Desperate to stop the looming catastrophe, she races against time, trying to survive, gather allies, and uncover the truth behind the mysterious dungeons. As Elena relives the apocalypse over and over, she begins to piece together a disturbing puzzle: a shadowy organization, hidden secrets, and powerful forces that suggest the end of the world may not be an accident. Alongside Zach, Elena must navigate a dangerous web of deceit, alliances, and betrayals.
grace19esther83 · 7.2K Views

Anomalous (Anomalous Series Book 1)

Anomalous from the Latin word "anōmalus" means irregular or unusual, follows the life of Omega Dianne Crawford as she shifts from a child to an adult, having to make choices for herself and what she wishes to be, as well as how she wishes to impact the world. The first big choice she must make is in the beginning of the story, where she has to decide literally what type of person she will be through the form of the coalitions that are presented in the society they live in. However, as we can learn at the beginning of the story, she is more than one coalitions. She fits in several of them. Reading in between the lines, being "ANOMALOUS ", fitting into more than one coalitions was never a bad thing. Even though the society wished to kill those that don't fit into the standard, Omega is essentially good. Fitting everywhere, or nowhere for that case, doesn't have to be a bad thing at all, just as Omega fitted into all, yet none of the coalitions, according to the rules of the Eruditus, the knowledgeable ones, the coalitions that depends on the knowledge they gained from studying which scientists and researchers belong. However, Omega chooses to become a Domitare, the brave and courageous ones, where armies and warriors belong, which means that she will have to face all her fears. She does this with her head held high, and she later learns to overcome them. This is one of the peaks of the story, where Omega obviously shows the strength of being fearless. "There is nothing wrong with having fears, she says, but they should never stop you from becoming what you wish to be and following your dreams." *Omega's POV* We are lucky to be in The City. They say the war was terrible, that the rest of the world was destroyed. Our founders built the wall to keep us safe and they divided us into five groups, the COALITIONS, to keep the peace. I saw people busy, typing on computers, analyzing and computing data's, reading and writing down their thoughts and ideas, looking on their experiments. The smart ones, the ones who value knowledge and logic are in Eruditus. They know everything and they are colored in blue. They lived in this City, the Manhattan. There is also this people who loves farming, tilling the soil, showing kindness and always wearing their smiles that they call happiness. This is the Amicus who farm the land, they are all about kindness and harmony, always happy. They are colored in orange and lived in the City of Queens. On the other hand, this people are banging their gavels, always in the court. The Candidus who value honesty and order. They tell the truth, even when you wish they wouldn't. They are colored in white and lived in the City of Brooklyn. And then there's Domitare. They're our protectors, our soldiers, our police. (Man and woman climbing at the hall's pillar going to the peak) I always thought they were amazing. Brave, fearless and free. Some people think Domitare are crazy, which they kind of are. They are colored black and lived in the City of Staten Island. "Come on Omega."called my father. My coalitions is Abnegatus. The others all call us "Pawn". We lead a simple life, selfless, dedicated to helping others. We even feed the Outcast, the ones who don't fit in anywhere. We are colored into gray and lives in this city called The Bronx. Because we're public servants, we're trusted to run the government. My father works alongside our leader, Matteos Goldwyn. It all works. Everyone knows where they belong. Except for me.
marxiewrites · 8K Views

Flash Marriage: Shrewd Wife, Devious Husband

***Completed*** "I'll marry you if you promise to kiss me every day." On the harrowing day she lost her family, out of all the men she knew, Marcella didn't expect those words from "Sweet Baby" Tony. She thought he was not interested in her. She had to ask him for the marriage as she wanted to fulfil her sister's last wishes. She got married the day she suffered a horrifying loss. Don DeAngelo's youngest daughter became the wife of Antony Crawford. She didn't wait to think why he wanted to marry her when every men she knew wanted her for who her father was. She trusted him that much. But in a day, she learned that Tony was not so different from other men. What choice can she make? She can throw away the marriage and lose custody of her nephew, or... She chose to be married to him. Their marriage can be a deal. She needed him, he needed her. It's all fine. Except... What does Tony feel? Is their marriage all but a business transaction for him? What is the secret he is hiding? Why can't he reveal it to her? ----- *Excerpt* "We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell," she said looking into his eyes. The alluring mystique behind those blue eyes made her heart skip a beat. How can she hate and love someone this much? She must be missing a part of her brain. In the silence of the dining room, the candle flickered. The curve of his lips widened and in the romantic ambiance, the thin lines around his eyes gave her a thrill. "Quoting Oscar Wilde?" he chuckled comfortably, leaning forward. "Isn't that true in our case?" she asked. She observed him, trying to digest every single expression on his face. He went silent. His lips pressed to a line. His pensive eyes never left hers except for the few seconds when he placed down his cutleries. She still couldn't guess what goes on in that smart brain of his. It is this, she thought. I am a decently adventurous person. He's an adventure. Maybe that's his allure! "Then, Birdie," he stood up and walked to her. Marcella's back got stiff as she tried to figure out what he was going to do. Also, is that a pet name? Birdie? It's nice. But that came out of nowhere... She followed him with his eyes. He kneeled beside her and held her hand. Only when she felt the warmth of his big hand on hers did she realize that she had been holding her breath for a while. This man is going to be the end of her. It sucks when he does not feel even half of what she feels. "Let's be angels," he kissed her hand. With a smooth smile that reached his eyes, he looked at her. "Let's be each other's angels, and let's make this world our heaven." "You are..." Unable to find any words to say to him, she buried her face in her hand. Her chest was heaving as if she ran a marathon. This man surely is going to be the end of her. "What?" he chuckled while teasing her to show her face. "What am I?" "You're a brute, Mr. Crawford. That's what you are," she said trying to hold her stoic expression to relay her "disapproval" of his methods. But in front of his goofy smile, she lost. She lost, and she didn't feel defeated. She felt delighted in his presence. "Mark my words, Birdie. I am taking you to the White House," he said. Marcella opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. The determination shining in his eyes... He's not talking about a visit to the White House, is he? No way! No f*cking way! Her eyes widened. But he was smiling sweetly as always. He stood up and leaned to her ear. "Let's have today's kiss on the bed," he said. Before she could form a resistance, he picked her up and walked up the stairs. Again, Marcell pondered the one question she's been asking a lot lately. Whom did I marry? ----- Updates will be daily. Please support the book.
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