Bridge Kingdom Novels & Stories

It softened something in me that had been hard and knotted since the kidnapping. "Mommy! Look!" I stepped out onto the patio. "It's a bridge!" "A drawbridge," Damian corrected gently, standing up and brushing off his hands. "Technically, it's a bascule bridge. He’s got a knack for structural integrity." "He gets it from you," I said, smiling at Damian. "Lucian builds empires. You build bridges." Damian’s eyes met mine, a flicker of warmth in their depths. "Empires crumble, Aria. Bridges connect. I’d argue which one is more important, but I don’t want to bore you with the philosophy."

She slowly turned, and was shocked at the sight. Grace Church Street lead down to a massive bridge, one of the biggest bridges she had ever seen. Her heart soared with new hope. A huge sign above it read “London Bridge,” and her heart beat faster. This street was wider, a major artery, and people, horses, carts and traffic of all kind funneled onto and off the bridge. If a bridge was truly what they were looking for, clearly they had found it. *

I turned back and noticed that one of the students carried Brownwell’s head and body. Brownwell was a great man, a good man, he didn’t deserve such a death. The bridge was built in a gothic style, the black obsidian stones supported it. At the end of the bridge stood a tall white gate large and shiny in all its glory, it looked like it hadn’t been opened for ages and yet once we reached it, the gates opened. Not outward nor inward, but upwards lifting towards the sky like a whale trying to eat. What followed was a gust of wind that hit our faces exposing a large, magnificent castle with a colossal structure of a werewolf in front, possessing a key between its jaws.

That was regret. "Mr. Clark, what are you looking at?" Callie's small voice cut through my thoughts. She had tiptoed over from her seat and was standing on her toes, trying to see my phone. I reached out and ruffled her hair. Her pigtails bounced. "Nothing important," I said. "How's your bridge coming along?" "Almost done!" She held up her wooden bridge. It was crooked. The sides didn't match. The glue had left white streaks on the wood. But her face was so proud, so happy, that the bridge looked beautiful anyway.

Marcus’s eyes went wide, his laugh dying in his throat as the impact knocked him backward, sending his body plummeting down into the foggy void. "The bridge is going!" I screamed, pointing toward the main arch connecting the keep to the mountain path. Cracks were spider-webbing across the heavy stone archway. Deep below us, the ancient supports were buckling one by one. If that bridge collapsed entirely, the whole inner citadel would be cut off forever, sliding straight into the chasm. "We have to leap!" Kaelen barked, pushing Leo ahead of us. "Run, kid! Don't look down!" Leo scrambled across the trembling bridge, his small feet slipping on the icy stone. He hit the solid mountain trail on t

I looked at the screen and checked each of the bridges and didn’t stop until I saw the golden head I knew. Anya and Ruby were looking for a place with the shortest line. Both of them watched each of the bridges and noticed that the middle bridge had fewer warriors than the others. One look on the bridge I already know why. “The width is smaller,” DK said upon seeing what I already knew. We all watched as Anya and Ruby looked at the other bridges and talked among themselves. I already knew what was going through Anya’s mind but I was praying that what I was thinking was not the same thing she was thinking off.

It could be imagined that maybe several palaces once stood here in the past, but everything had turned into dust and ruins now. They passed through the stone arch and saw a fractured abyss that formed a cliff. There was boiling magma flowing beneath the abyss. An irregular stone bridge stood in front of them. Two huge stone statues stood on both sides of the stone bridge as if guarding the stone bridge. Marquis Fulmore walked on the stone bridge, and Philip and Fennel followed him while watching the surroundings. This stone bridge was a thousand meters long, and the three of them looked very small walking on the stone bridge.

She asked. "You mean the Bridge of river and time?" He recalled. "Yes...it is." Then she continued... "The Bridge of river and time only challenge your temptation especially for men. That bridge was created by Gods. To them not to us. Only you, we are able to test that bridge. Fake men can't activate that trial." She said. "This..." "That is not the only thing you don't know about ge..." "You don't know at all. God is no----" She wanted to say but she stopped.

Arin finished with her explanation. May nodded as though she had noted everything Arin had told her about the princes. She looked out of the window, there she saw a bridge. "Eh? Is that a bridge?" Arin cocked her head one side to see what her Lady was talking about. "Oh, yes. It is called Love bridge." "Why?" May asked. "Well, it is because it is a bridge where most people fall in love. Some people also found their spouse on the bridge that is why it is called Love bridge." Arin explained.

I ask to get some information out of her. "The barrier is proceeding well at all three bridges, but a fight occured at water fall bridge so it was put on hold. At Millennium bridge, we're running out of supplies, and as for Android bridge, it's almost finished… after informing Barton about the barrier plans, I haven't seen him since then.. " I took note of her Information. So far, we needed more supplies, but I knew if I was around, that fight which occured at Water fall bridge wouldn't have happened if I was around.