Crumbling Mine Oblivion Novels & Stories

The black convoy of cars slowly drove back down the hill, disappearing at the end of the winding mountain road. I was the only one left behind here. I stood alone before the priceless custom tombstone at my grave, surrounded by fields of precious orchids that smelled like money. My body began to feel light, and my consciousness also began dissipating like smoke. I looked at the bustling world around me. Some people who believed in rebirth said that it was a skill to be born into a wealthy family. However, I had already been the daughter of a wealthy couple, but nothing went as others expected it to.

— She said, confused-looking around. —I created this place; no one knows where it is, and I put a spell so that no one would find it; I was surprised to see you here, and when I looked at your body, I couldn't help myself— he said smiling. —This place is my OBLIGION—I answer him; the image began to fade in my mind, the fog covered that couple, and I woke up agitated as if the one who had sex with that man had been me. END OF THE DREAM

We sprinted through the smoke-filled corridors, the facility collapsing behind us step by step, concrete beams falling like rain as the sea cave beneath was swallowed by the exploding fuel tanks. We burst through the top access hatch into the freezing desert air of the Atacama night just as the entire coastal cliff face gave way. With a deafening, thunderous roar that shook the earth for miles, the subterranean facility collapsed into the Pacific Ocean, taking the synthetic army, the Crucible server infrastructure, and the final remnants of Blackbriar down into the dark abyss of the Chilean sea. We collapsed onto the desert sand fifty yards from the crater edge, our clothes torn, our skin co

The massive slab of basalt crashed down with earth-shattering force, sending a violent shockwave across the trembling platform and burying the exit doorway beneath tons of jagged rubble. The Obsidian Spire's core reactor let out a deafening, metallic shriek, vibrating straight through the soles of my boots as the entire command nexus began to tilt at a sickening angle toward the open abyss. "Elena! Leo!" Kaelen's voice cut through the howling storm winds and the grinding roar of collapsing stone.

My future mate, Alpha Ethan Steele, wants to exact justice for my adoptive sister, Alicia Mason. So, despite my two-month pregnancy, he has locked me away in a mountain cave to reflect on my actions. Some time later, the cave wall suddenly collapses, and debris crashes down upon me. I curl up in a crevice for safety. Feeling intermittent cramps in my lower abdomen, I tremble as I dial the pack communicator to call for help. "Help! The walls just caved in! I'm going to be crushed!" The pack members' cold voices ring out from the other end of the communicator. "The Alpha already told us beforehand that you'd lie about suffering just to escape punishment. He wants you to properly reflect on

The fragile political stalemates within the coven and the pack were shattered not by internal mutiny, but by a sudden, devastating thunder from the base of the valley. Deep within the iron mines of the neutral zone, the ground convulsed. A massive concussive rumble rolled up the rocky ridges, vibrating straight through the floor of the ruined chapel where Astrid and Carmilla stood. The silver rays of the moon were suddenly eclipsed by thick, towering plumes of oily black smoke that bloated the horizon, smelling of burning rubber, chemical sulfur, and ozone.

"A doctor's precision combined with a Queen's flame. You truly are the perfect specimen, Lyra. But while you waste your breath fighting my puppets, the Crucible's extraction process has already reached ninety percent!" High above them, the subterranean ceiling began to crack. Massive stalactites the size of pine trees broke free, plunging into the plasma lake as the entire mountain of Obsidian Ridge groaned under immense gravitational stress. The extraction drills were tearing into the world's tectonic mantle, draining the primordial energy to feed the floating sphere!

"Baby" "I am so sorry , I love you so much and I don't want anything happen to you baby, this World is very bad baby you don't know" he said are hug me tightly, this is not love, this is not love. I keep repeating this in my mind beacuse this is not love it's obbession. I didn't react at all, I didn't say anything. I am just staring towards the wall like a lifeless doll. Beacuse that what I am, a Doll, a lifeless Doll.

A Suv pulled up in front of us, as we got in, my eyes looking back at the burning factory which had exploded some minutes ago, Nora had shut down in my arms and Andrea who woke up had just finished wrapping a bandage around her head. She turned to us, a stick of cigarette on her lips, "Let's get the fuck out of here." I told her. "Okay, boss." She saluted, turned back, and zoomed out of the area. *** Nora's pov. I opened my eyes, scrunching my nose as the smell of drugs hit me. I was on a drip, in a room that I didn't know. Looking around the strange house, I saw Zavi sleeping on the couch.

Without caring about the surrounding people, he ran straight to me. “Olivia… are you Olivia Smith?” Seeing him cry and smile like he had just found something precious he lost made my eyes fill with tears, too. “Yes, Nigel… It’s me. I’m back.” Years ago, while running from the people his mom sent after me, I fell into the water and almost drowned. She went along with the story and told Nigel I was dead. Looking at me, Nigel was filled with joy, like he had finally gotten back the person he thought he had lost forever.