Abo Nest Novels & Stories

She then nodded to Noorh to tell him she was ready. Noorh nodded back, took a deep breath and leaped into the air skipping three to four steps at a time to speed up their pace across the nests. It was after a turn down the steps that Kiran saw the first winged-serpent nest in front of them. It looked like something a giant bird would make out of shredded black trees. It splayed across three stone steps. More nests covered the rest of the steps. But what horrified Kiran the most was the sight of bones and rotting chunks of meat inside the nest. It was scattered on the floor along with muddy giant feathers. It surrounded a group of eggs that were tall enough to reach Kiran's chest.

He rolled them up to his elbow while saying, “Settle the people who sacrificed their lives for the safety of this town. Compensate their family well. I will go there once I am done dealing with this.” “Yes, Young Master.” Aloysius opened the window of his office and jumped in the air. He landed softly on the rooftop of the school’s building and observed the whole town. His hair was getting whipped gently and after a few seconds, he located the seal that London built. He bent slightly and his whole body teleported on the area. The night sky twinkled, unbothered by the disturbance below. ********** The monster was getting pissed. That was the first thing that Fruto noticed after the unsuccessf

This arrangement would foster a sense of togetherness and provide an opportunity for us to bond and support each other in our respective endeavors. The walls of the nesting room would be painted in soft, soothing colors, such as pastel blues and greens, creating a serene atmosphere. To further enhance the tranquility, a diffuser would fill the air with calming essential oils, while gentle, ambient music would play softly in the background. Large windows would allow natural light to flood the room during the day, creating a warm and inviting space.

Annette asked, puzzled. “You don’t want to know,” Nick said. “Let’s just say Abe was the bread that fed thousands.” He pulled some sort of orange plastic from a pocket of his camo pants and began placing it in the area, weighing it down with rocks. Suddenly the screech of howling monkeys cut a raucous wave through the jungle, setting everyone’s nerves on edge. Though distant, the sound was still disturbing. Just as Nick finished, his cell phone twanged some “love ’em and leave ’em” song.

One of the red Malemyn speak up too. "It's not only the American Malemyn, but we will be accompanied by Japanese Malemyn too. Since the nest has 500 meters wide and has a total of more than 400 huge monsters snakes, the American monsters department needs a lot of power to eliminate the nest." Mr. De Guzman said. Everyone became speechless after hearing that. How the hell will they be able to wipe out that nest?!

“Alright, so we’ve been given a hard island for the test. If that’s the case, then we dig dens for shelter.” There was a beat of silence. A few raised brows. Then, unexpectedly, chuckles. “Dens?” Bren echoed. “What, like when we were little?” His tone carried humor, but it almost felt like mockery. What’s so bad about digging a den? Even if it’s only something we did as pups, I still enjoyed it. Especially my one at home. “Exactly,” Ace replied without flinching. “We can layer them with palm leaves and sand. Easy to build, hidden from the wind, keeps warmth in at night. If we can find a better source, we’ll stick to dens until then.”

The memory still makes me smile years later. Flexible spaces, automated systems, integrated tools—that’s what the Nest is. Not just the crown jewel of our territory, but also the center of our community. A place for shops and offices and errands, where anything one of us could need, from nonurgent healthcare to a zoning permit to five liters of AB positive, can be easily obtained. And then, in the uppermost floors, the builders made room for some private quarters, some of which have been purchased by the most influential families in our society.

"Remember your tasks, prioritize protecting the brood mothers, especially Erika. Architects and scientists retreat to the nursery and complete project!" "Yes, Great Voice!" Different voices resounded at David's ears at the same time, which threw him off for a couple of seconds. "Work on your volume...geez..." He scratched his ear and got back to the fights. --- At the center of Genesis, a four stories high building stood out from the rest. It had a rectangular shape and filled with windows made of diverse crystals. Inside, each brood mother had a comfortable room to lay eggs and pass time with their offsprings. But now, There were ballistae on the roof, couple with unfinished projects that b

Everyone followed her out of the command tent, walking past the gravel courtyard and heading toward the secluded edge of the wooded area. When they arrived, they found Raven standing with Uncle Nate and Titan who was wearing his F.B.I vest. The construction was already complete. All of the nesting boxes had been built, forming a strange, tiered network of natural earth platforms molded by Allen and tightly interwoven with thick, sturdy vines grown by Jolie. Despite the completed structures, Dante was completely flustered. The bloated pigeon president was pacing frantically along a high branch, flapping his large wings and squawking in obvious anger.

“Two days ago, I was playing with my sister Banabella in the woods surrounding my father’s hut. I was about tossing a stone to hit a swarm of ants which came out from a hole inside an anthill, when I heard the parrots calling my name. They mimicked it from Banabella, who, if not for the game that deafened my ears, may have called me several times. Hastily, I abandoned my friends and ran down to meet her. She held my right hand like her puppet, and ran, dragging me along, as she laughed loudly. The sound echoed in the trees. We both ran to father’s hut. My instincts told me that my father had inquired about my whereabouts because he had been eager to have a private discussion with me that day