City Of Agartha Novels & Stories

They even created a campaign that asked the city government to demolish and renovate the area "for better purposes." But of course, that silly campaign went nowhere because the people who really held power in Asgaphra knew very well who this place belonged. And surely, the magic community of this city had no interest in moving anywhere. Yes, those in power have always known that there was magic and miracles in this world - literally. The City of Asgaphra was divided into two main parts, south of the Nanye River - where the people call the Old Quarter and north - a place mocked by magical creatures as the Blind Gathering.

Arthur giggles hearing me say that. “I should’ve known that you won’t satisfied with me. I am the one who is missing you, I really want you to get back and pay your losing bet” he laughs so hard and I throw a pillow at him. I was hoping he’ll forget about that bet. A day after arrived in this village, he and I made a bet about who will be the first to be involved in the love affair here, at that time I held Kathy's name, while Arthur held Anneth. And now it was clear that it was Anneth who had a chance to have a scandal with Dave. My defeat required me to accept all of Arthur's orders for 3 days. I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm s

Agatha got up, then bowed her head, and hurriedly left Elena's room. Agatha took a deep breath. Last night, Elena asked her for biscuits and a glass of milk for breakfast this morning. But now, she rejected it and said didn't want sweets for her breakfast. “Hah … it's okay Agatha, it's okay.” Agatha tried to calm herself and not get emotional. Agatha Candice, better known as Agatha, was an omega werewolf from Moon Stone Pack, working as a slave in Raymond's house, an alpha and Elena's father. She has a pretty face that was quite similar to Elena that made her a target of bullying by that girl.

Amira Altaha has lived her entire 18 years living in a world where the natural and supernatural coexist with each other. Some areas accept the unknown creatures living next to them, and some banish their existence. Growing up in Morrow Falls, it has always been regarded as an off-charter city despite being rather large and prosperous, it is also surrounded by a thick and foggy swamp that many find off-putting.

I wish they were here now. After this, Michal starts to lead us into the city.. The city of the light Fae which at a point that I could remember was called L'agaib, it is still the same I notice as I look around. The Fae city is just like a time forgotten world.. I see the indigenes both male and female riding horses and whatnot but not a single automobile is seen in sight. like I had said earlier, a time forgotten world but even still they are just as beautiful and cheerful as I can remember. It is definitely different from the mortal realm

“Only the wealthiest wolves and nobility are allowed to actually roam the city freely, everyone else: the poor, other shifter species, his political opponents, they’re forced to live underground. You see Tartarus was rebuilt over and over again over the centuries, but instead of expanding outward, they just kept building on top of what former civilizations left behind. The subterranean city is ancient - it goes very deep and it’s just about the most miserable place on the continent.” Now I really am shivering, “And that helps us because?” “Well is Arabella the type of she-wolf to associate with the masses, or would she force her way into the most elite circle she could manage?” Helene prompt

⸻ Ancient wolves kneeling beneath moonlight. Massive silver beasts surrounding a crystal city. Protectors. Sentinels. ⸻ Not monsters. ⸻ Guardians. ⸻ Then fire. ⸻ Blood. ⸻ Chains. ⸻ Dark banners bearing the Blackthorne crest. ⸻ The city burning. ⸻ The guardians dragged beneath the mountain. Buried alive. ⸻ Waiting. ⸻ Waiting for centuries. ⸻ Amara gasped as the vision ended.

Slowly, with Silas’s strength and the humans' leverage, the boiler slid into place. Silas wiped the sweat from his brow and looked at Hagar. "The boiler doesn't care about your bloodline, Alpha. It only cares about the weight. And right now, the weight is too much for any of us to carry alone." One by one, the warriors began to peel off their furs and join the labor. The city of Aethelgard—the City of the Iron Root—began to rise. It wasn't beautiful like the Silver Citadel. It was loud, it was smoky, and it was made of brass and basalt. But as the first geothermal lights flickered to life in the fog, Audrey realized it was something the Silver Citadel had never been: it was honest.

"The Lycan City is humongous! It has over fifty developed packs in it with skyscrapers and huge bridges, lights that illuminate brighter like the stars, and even when it's dark you can't tell... Most times," I tell her. she sighed visibly "Haven't you been to the city before, Agatha?" "No, at least not what I remember," I can tell that Agatha doesn't know a lot about herself, and I wonder why. "How old are you?" "I'm Thirty, I'm like ten years older than you," She giggled and I furrowed my eyebrows "How do you know my age?" "Amacus," I inwardly growled at that name. Agatha made me tell her more about the city and I was

That nameless man. Then visions of cities upon cities were displayed before her eyes. Then her life in the place called Agartha. All the happenings in there, the chasing of animals, the anger of the Aryan king, and the love they shared. The love they shared... Daeira gasped at such vision.