Resurgent
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  • Parts 33
  • Time 2h 52m
  • Reads 4,427
  • Votes 94
  • Parts 33
  • Time 2h 52m
Ongoing, First published Feb 28, 2015
Okay so in this book I decided to not let Tris die. I couldn't let Uriah die either. So their both back into the story. Now I've kind of don't exactly know everything I'm going to do in the story. So you'll have to read and find out. don't worry guys. its gonna be great!!!!!!!!!!! I swearrrr
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Allegiant - The Real Ending cover
Resergent {Book 1} cover
Tris Is Alive cover
Resurgent :Book 4- After Allegiant cover
Divergent High: College Life cover
Candor or Dauntless -7 Days of Truth or Dare cover
To Try Again | Divergent (DISCONTINUED) cover
Divergent: Unleashed | ✓ cover
Best Friends...? (LaurenZside X DangThat'sALongName) cover
AWARE (After Allegiant) cover

Allegiant - The Real Ending

59 parts Complete

{COMPLETE} First of all: The Divergent Series doesn't belong to me but the amazing Veronica Roth. Second of all: Tris never dies, Four never dates Christina, Caleb will always be a Erudite. Third of all: Disclaimer: I respect Ms. Roth's ending, but I still love Tris, so here I am. I also don't own Divergent. EXCERPT FROM TOBIAS' POV: 'That is how I lost my temper. I couldn't stand her. Or David. Or The precious, ever-so-worthy Bureau. I punched her square in the nose, and she fell. Weakling. Do these so-called Pures know how to fight? I kick her, until someone pulls me away. I hear them mutter, "stupid Dauntless soldiers. Why is this my job, taking them to David?"' EXCERPT FROM TRIS' POV: 'Mom?" I say, softly, and she embraces me. But this time it is not a tug towards death, but rather the opposite. A string to life. "Beatrice," she says, and I break from the hug. "I just wanted to say to you that I am so proud of you, Beatrice. You are strong, brave, intelligent, and beautiful. I can tell you are going to have a great future with Tobias." Then she says to me what she said to me a month ago, an hour before I had met Tobias/Four, and exactly 50 minutes before I had met Christina. "I love you. No matter what." My arms wrap around her again, and we embrace until she fades, and I get back into reality. But before I fall out of the dream I say "I love you, too, Mom. I always will."'