Circle Maker Novels & Stories

The circle held. Complete. Unbroken. Burning still.

The top half of the page is covered by an intricate design. The center of the design is a small square with a circle surrounding it. Around the circle are letters. Then several concentric rings surround the letters, each one larger than the last. Some are made up of circles connected together. Others are made of octagons and other shapes. The circles end and triangles form yet another circle around the design. In each triangle is a number and each number is different. Finally, there is one last circle that surrounds the entire design and connects the point of each triangle together.

Because I have something worth holding. Dax. Micah. Luna Rose. The Circle. Tomorrow, we keep building. The Circle is strong. And nothing cannot stand against everything.

' thought Kiara with a serious expression as she looked at Eskylrious . " What else do you wanna know ?! " asked Eskylrious . " Everything that has to do with this.....magic circle or whatever it is called that linked us together and my role in this whole mess . " said Kiara with a determined tone . Eskylrious looked at her and noticed that she had something in her mind . He showed a smirk then got up from his seat . " The magic circle of the bloody moonlight , is simply a magic that is used to select the bride . In the human world is something similar to playing bingo and win the lottery . In our case , you won the first prize . " said Eskylrious .

singto suddenly opened the topic, I'm not sure if I'll be telling him what's inside my heart and mind right now. " err.. it's. uh about our circle of friends, can you tell me more something about you guys" I said as I bowed down, right now I wanted to know what's between me and Off but I think I might not be able to accept it. " aww haha of course, first.. here" then he brought out a photo album from his backpack " I'm always carrying this one since I discovered that you lost your memories" he added I took the photo album and I turn the pages one by one

Cedric glared at me and then he just smirked. All the children are now tied inside the magic circle surrounding us. I'm inside a different circle inside the magic array, that is not connected to the children but there is one line it's connected to, and when I looked ahead the line, there's another array ahead but that array is empty.

"Damian, my father will notice if there are strange cars around. Sophia and Clara already suspect something's going on with me." "They'll be discreet," I assured her. "No one will know they're there. I promise." I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out a small black phone. It was a burner, completely untraceable, with only one number programmed into it. "Take this," I said, holding it out to her. She stared at it like it might explode. "What is it?" "A secure phone. Use this to contact me, and only this. Don't call or text me from your regular phone. Don't use any apps that can be tracked. This line is encrypted and safe."

I read through the instructions again, memorizing each step. Draw the circle first. I didn't have chalk, so I used an eyeliner pencil that I barely used. The dark line appeared stark against the beige carpet. I traced it carefully, making sure the circle closed completely. No gaps. Place the physical component in the center. I put my hair in the middle of the circle. The dark strands looked small and inadequate there. Focus on the mental image. I closed my eyes and thought of my mother. Her smile in the photograph. The way Martha's voice had softened when she talked about missing her. I tried to imagine her somewhere right now. Walking. Breathing. Alive.

"Hey, Al," Jake came over to give me a hug as we arrived at the racetrack. "Yo bro," I grinned back. "What's up man!" My brother turned his attention to Tyler who was stood beside me, giving him a passionate bro-hug which was majorly reciprocated. "That's a sick car you've got there," Tyler commented, gesturing towards the white Subaru parked behind him. "Impreza STI?" "Yep," Jake confirmed the car's make. "2006 model, so it's classic."

“Trust must be earned repeatedly.” That sounded exhausting. Teacher continued. “The Circle exists to preserve continuity. Stability. Secrecy.” “And power,” I added quietly. His silence confirmed it. “There are twelve active members,” he explained. “None publicly identified. Most operate independently across different regions.” “Do they all know each other?” “No.” That surprised me slightly. Teacher noticed. “The Merge survives because compartmentalization prevents total collapse,” he explained. “No single betrayal can destroy the whole structure.” I leaned back slowly.