Brave New World Novels & Stories

The smell of burnt hair travelled through before the screen filled in, and Nueva was alone. This realm was a dark, ugly and uninhabitable Badlands with no colours. Everything around Nueva was in molten grey and black shades, making it hard to sight any distinctive landmarks in the flat environment. The sky was a rich sepia tone with the constant ominous sound of thunder rumbling in the distance.

“You’re not coming back, are you?” Sophia’s presence felt like sunlight through mist. I am back. Just differently. The bridge doesn’t vanish when you cross it — it becomes part of both sides. Raven’s eyes burned. “You sound like poetry again.” Then maybe humanity’s future is poetic. The light faded from the sky, leaving behind only colorless dawn. Raven exhaled shakily. “So this is it. The new world.” No, Sophia whispered gently. This is the first breath of it.

The sun was scorching, and half of Mom's makeup had melted. They entered the living room. No one answered when they called my name. Under a glass on the table, they discovered an envelope. Tyler's hands were shaking a little. Mom snatched it away, and the three of them huddled together to read it. The letter read: [Mom, Tyler, Freya, I don't need your bullying in the name of love anymore. [Without family like me around, I wish you all happiness.] There was also a line of small print at the very bottom of the letter paper.

He spun the metal staff with expert precision, blocking a shadow strike and counterattacking with a sharp kick. Bridget shouted from behind a car, directing civilians to safety. “Left! Move left! Keep your heads down! Hurry!” Her voice calmed people instantly. Mike slammed his cube onto the ground. A holographic screen burst upward, projecting scans, numbers, and shapes. “Their energy is unstable!” he shouted. “They’re not fully formed—they’re draining the city to stay alive!” Clara watched, trembling. This wasn’t her world. Yet the danger followed her here.

It’s the first day of the year 2140,where people come to celebrate not only new year but also the day when the whole world changed. Going back 40 years when all the leaders around the world came together to form only a single nation and named it EARTH, and also created one city named KOSMOS.

It is better to prevent that fr happening. Since I am the only one left in the house, I just read some books from the library. Yeah, you heard that right. Library. Miss Fatima is a bibliophile. My dad wants her to be happy so dad built a libraru inside this house. Miss Fatima said that they bought over a thousand books. "Hmm. What will I read?" I asked myself. At last, I get The Great Gatsby. I remember, when I was still a child, Rhea forces me to read this book instead of reading children's book. She said the children's book are just for brainless who will not succeed in life.

James’s voice sharpened, unused to my coldness. Anger crept into his tone. “You have things to do? What things? You stay home all day. You don’t work or earn a dime! Don’t forget, if it weren’t for me marrying you, do you really think you’d be living such a comfortable life?” He was right. Without marrying him, I wouldn’t be living as a wealthy wife. However, he also forgot that this wasn’t the life I ever wanted. Back then, I had just graduated from college. The director of the orphanage that raised me told me that the land was being taken by the government and that it would soon be torn down. If we couldn’t find a sponsor, the younger children would be left homeless.

said Dante, closely watching Jon's facial expressions and body movements. "Unfortunately, no. Although some say that seeing it in person could be overwhelming, but instead of death and suffering, I see Van Gogh's paintings as inspiring, knowing how they changed how we see the world." Dante frowned, seemingly disappointed. "Are you familiar with the works of John Nash? Search for his painting – We Are Making a New World." Jon did as he was told and saw the painting of a sunrise over a landscape of muddy terrain and barren tree trunks. "Sunrise. Always seen as a symbol of hope, but that sunrise revealed the death and destruction brought by war. So, what kind of a new world are we making?" aske

The glimmer in his eyes and smile on his face froze before quickly vanishing. His face turned red from embarrassment. Thankfully, no one was there to witness his embarrassing act. Feng Shaotian averted his attention in the scroll, but there was one problem. He doesn't know how to operate it. Without any choice, he spent more than twenty minutes before it finally worked. Information unknown to him immediately flooded his mind like a vast ocean, integrating itself into his memory. According to the scroll that ‘Hui Qing’ gave him, this world was called Vlody Continent. A chaotic place where slaughter and killing was normal.

I could smell her perfume mixing with the sharp scent of copper and ice. Victoria said that she wants what was stolen from us. Look around she said. Look at this world. It is broken, chaotic and weak. People fight they betray each other they suffer.. Four hundred identical women, linked by a single neural mind, controlled by one singular vision can rebuild every government on Earth. They can end war. They can end poverty. I shot back stepping directly into her space. They are living, breathing beings, Victoria. The duplicate girl sitting in our transport above she wept because she remembered Christians smell. She felt love. She felt terror. Victoria does not want to save the world she wants