Concrete Jungles Novels & Stories

"Okay, buddy, give me one second, and I'll get you a new bottle." I shift him on my hip as I balance his diaper bag, my gym bag, and the key to unlock the door to Quincy's apartment. He squeals and gets hold of my nose. "Yes, I know it's big. But it's not a toy." He lets go when his attention is diverted somewhere else as the door opens. "Here," I say as I throw everything on the couch and get him situated in his ExerSaucer. "You need to get some energy out. How about you bounce up and down for a while?" Sure enough, as soon as his feet hit the floor, he starts moving them as fast as he can. It looks like he's running without actually going anywhere. One of my nephews used to do that. It cra

AFTER hours and hours on the road, JC believed that they were driving inward toward a plantation. The car chugged slowly when it entered a narrow dirt road. Its headlights threw dark shadows of the tall sugar cane at the sides. He looked back and he was blinded by dust recoiling upwards. Some blocked their view, so it was necessary to drive slowly to avoid swerving out of the road.

He said lowly. I should've been mad but nomatter what happened I had nothing to lose. I needed to win this game so I could end this war. Even if I lost, all I had to do was give him my body. I would not say anything because the stakes were in my favor and I did not need them to decide it wasn't worth it. "Also the jungle is not a normal jungle. It is filled with magic and magical creatures." Christopher said nonchalantly. My head snapped towards him and I was narrowing my eyes at him.

Her lower part of the body descended and descended into the musky blood swamp. Suddenly, Jungkun appeared in front of her and offered her a hand. She immediately held his hand and he brought her out of there. As soon as she came out, Jungkun fell into a pool of blood swamp. She knelt down and stretched out her hand. She tried to pull him out of the blood swamp, but she was not strong enough.

CLANK. The hoist let out a violent, bone-jarring shudder that threw me forward against my knees. Dante’s massive front paws instantly shifted, his thick claws digging into the rusted iron floor plates to create a solid wall that kept me from sliding into the mesh. The platform ground to a halt three feet above the flooded concrete of Aethelgard’s primary market plaza—the absolute heart of the Scrapper Slums.

"This kind of luxury can be nice, but it can also be sterile. The way of the Bedouin is filled with the immediacy of life." "Nice view," Zach said, walking along the floor-to-ceiling windows that were the exterior walls, affording a view of downtown Denver just to the north and Mile High Stadium to the east, while to the west the Rocky Mountains stretched from Pike's Peak in the south to Long's Peak in the north. "I-I need to wash the stench of the day from my body," Susan said. "Will you join me?" "Seriously, now that we know that you're our mother?" Krista asked.

But true vampires were made. Once everyone was settled, and the warehouse and the grounds cleaned, we went back to The Diamond Pack Compound. As the limo pulled up at the gates, I had never been so glad to see the Compound in my life, even if it would be my gilded cage. But even a gilded cage was still a cage. "What are you thinking about?" Elias asked, leaning close. I let out a deep breath. "Well, now that Balista pushed my car over the edge of the ravine, I doubt if I'll ever leave the Compound again."

I focus on the car ahead of me not wanting to loose it. " I know, i will give him a call when i know where jill is " Suddenly the woman took a rural area full of potholes. I look around to see old ruin, abandoned houses. " Why do i have the feelings that we are on the right path " Han mutters when he took noticed of the new environment. " I know right. To think they kept a lady who just survive a surgery in an environment like this makes me nausea. " I gripped the wheel and halted at a corner.

Rather than letting the chunks of concrete fall to the ground which might make a clatter loud enough to catch the attention of the Vampires, Cassidy was slowly lowering them to the ground, soundlessly. Through the IAC, Jo heard the exact opposite. The loud sounds of huge chunks of concrete hitting the ground, possibly even being blown out of the way, continued way past the time when Cassidy was finished and said, “All right, boys and girls. Let’s go.” With guns drawn, Jo and the others walked through the narrow opening. Only one of them could fit through at a time, but there was nothing to stop them or slow them down, so they poured through quickly enough, undetected, as far as Jo could tell

He rubs his eyes, blinking himself back to life. Alpha Lucas drives the car up a long, winding, tree-lined road. The forest here is different — light, open, full of beech trees instead of the dense pines back home. It’s beautiful in a curated, almost intentional way. Not wild like Blood Moon. More controlled. More… civilised. Then we crest the final curve, and I see it. A hulking slab of modern concrete rises out of the earth — part fortress, part spaceship. Dark grey, all sharp lines and glass panels. It looks like a bunker fucked an art gallery. Sleek. Brutal. Entirely intimidating.