Clockwork Doll Novels & Stories

His left shoulder remained a heavy, lifeless block of grey muscle, but his right hand immediately reached out, his thick, scarred fingers dragging across the floor until they clamped around my hip, pulling my shivering body flush against his flank. "Lyra..." he rasped, his voice a gravelly, hollow vibration that rattled in the pitch-black space. "The dark... it's ticking." Through the absolute shadow of the vault, the rhythmic, mechanical ticking we had heard during the fall had grown louder, filling the chamber with a precise, metallic cadence. Tick. Tick. Tick. It wasn't the sound of an explosive matrix. It was the vast, complex resonance of a grand mechanical timepiece—an ancient Reliquar

I said sarcastically and patted his shoulder, as I made my way to the claw machine while they followed behind me, we got to the claw machine and I pointed at a pink doll, “I want this doll so whoever can get it for me, will ride on that rollers with me” “How does this thing work? Do we just open it and get the doll?” Zack asked “No my love, you have to. I sent a coin and try to use this and pick the doll, you guys only have five minutes each and the time starts now, who goes first?” “I'll” Jade nodded and came forward, “Start'' I said with my eyes on my watch, he inserted the coin in the machine and began playing but each time it looks like the doll is coming out, it drops again and he inser

Loque Bella reached for her hand bag and dug into it looking for something, falling over even. She couldn't see it and so she lifted her hand bag upside down and offloaded its contents onto the floor. She then started scattering them about looking on and spotting what she was looking for she gasped. It was the card Gorette gave her of The Winding Times clock shop and giving it a big kiss Loque Bella then stood up and rushed out of her apartment. Outside, she ran down the street to The Winding Times clock shop and burst in. There were clocks of different shapes, sizes and colours ticking away on the shelves and looking around for a bit, Loque Bella walked further in and approached the empty f

Daeira had woken up to the sounds of thundering after lightning stroke the sky. When she did so, she was greeted with the darkness inside her room and the rain waters hitting her window pane. Wincing over the headache, she bolted up from the bed and rubbed her eyes with sleepiness. The clock on the desk beside the bed only indicated that it was only midnight. But it almost felt like she had slept very long with that strange dream of the man. She frowned when she can't remember his name again while she racked her head for his name. None.

I gently held her hand that was touching my chin and brought it to my lips for a simple kiss to threatened her in a respectful way. She just pulled her hand from mine as she gave me a glare first before she turned her back on me and steps towards the tree where she first appeared and the jar placed in its hole, turned into a sand clock. There is only more sand in its upper part, and very little sand falls into its lower part. It is as small as a needle but as time goes on, it wears out. That means it's Travis' clock.

Nevertheless, half of the clock seemed to be missing. The clock made Lucas puzzled. 'The mighty treasure that landed… could that possibly be it… 'One of the Ten Legendary Weapons, the Eastern Royalty Clock?' Even though only half of it was there, it still had an aura that made others hold in their breaths. The Rank 9 Mad Ox Dark Race, Rank 9 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman, and Rank 9 King Kong were thinking of moving the clock that only had half of it left. However, even after giving it everything they had, they were still unable to get the clock to budge an inch.

“It’s alright, Uncle Waine and Aunt Ruby. No need to have our moods soured. If that’s what Zayn thinks, then he should have a solid argument for saying those things, shouldn’t he? I sure hope he didn’t just vilify me out of jealousy! Heh-heh.” Zayn ignored the nestled accusation in his tone and rose to his feet. “The two of you have been fooled. The quality of that antique clock is truly amazing—in terms of materials, design, and artisanship, this clock passes with flying colors. The thing is, it’s obvious that it was made within the span of five years, give or take, so it’s not the original. It’s a high-quality imitation of the genuine antique that is most likely worth only four to five tho

"Time is the only debt that cannot be repaid in gold. But in the Aeolian Isles, we have conquered time through Harmonic Stasis. Panni, Jinyan—bring the Key. The midnight hour approaches." They were led through the marble streets of the colony. It was a masterpiece of 18th-century luxury and psychological horror. Every building was shaped like a component of a watch; the streets were paved in obsidian and copper. As they passed, the Chorus turned in unison, their movements dictated by a central, subsonic hum that Panni could feel deep in her marrow. Inside the Clockwork Mansion, the air was pressurized and heavy. They were brought to a central chamber where a massive pendulum swung from a hei

And beneath it all, a new scent: the cold, dead-universe smell of mercury and silence. The workshop was ransacked. Tools scattered. Dimensional components shattered on the floor. And sitting in the center of the destruction, on his own workbench like a puppet with cut strings, was the Hollowsmith. The clockwork man's bronze body was cracked and tarnished. His mismatched glass eyes flickered, one red, one green, both dimming. His needle-thin fingers were broken, bent at impossible angles. "Ah," the Hollowsmith wheezed, his voice grinding like stripped gears. "The boy who broke the sky, come to break the clockmaker."

I feel so dizzy like had been banged by baseball bat. I have no idea, what make them take so long to find Boy and his mom. I have some worried if they’re move to human pure blood and disguise. They make everything more complicated than before. I’ll make sure they burn in the damned hell. The big clock is vibrating, make a shocking sound. It’s show us if the day is 9.00 PM. “It will great if the dessert served in the living room. Let’s talk about the whole lies in the shadow.” Grandma smiles.