Crumbling Mine Oblivion Novels & Stories

It was strong and alluring. “Careful!” Breck grabbed my shoulder once we stood in front of the Mine, and I was about to rush in. “I need to save her.” I pulled away from him. “We will, but we need to be smart. Look at the structure. One wrong move and this entire place will collapse.” Breck placed himself between me and the Mine entrance. Looking past him, I noticed two main support beams cracked vertically down the center. Only a few seconds passed, and the crack became worse. I could hear the wood splintering when I held my breath.

This get away is more of a toxins related one. I need to get my mind off this bullshit. Now. S H A T T E R E D "ASSHOLE!" I grunted while laying another punch to the jocks now broken, bloody, damaged face. He was almost knocked out cold on the dirty alleyway ground as I kept his body pinned down which was almost two times bigger than mine. He pissed me off at the wrong time. I looked up for a split second during my chain of punches and that's when I saw it. The red and blue flashing lights.

"Max, talk to me," "The pounding," is all he says, and I understand. The pounding gets more robust, and I scream out as Max howls. It bust like a damn as memories start to play like a movie. They flood my vision. As the memories unroll for me, I feel my body shifting back and darkness taking me.

"Ah, Tony! Your first earning was worse than poverty itself. Ma'am must have amassed all her womanly strength in her hand, ah! My problems aren't getting any smaller." He grumbled like a senile woman and wiggled his head vexed. "This is irational, ma'am, you will pay for this dearly, I swear by my name,ouch!" He screamed as soon as he was outside and his heart was etched in fury. He might not have considered it to be such a dirty game and was taken by surprise, but he needs to be prepared for anything unless he doesn't want to achieve or else betray his partner, who has too much trust in him.

"What are you doing here, Mother. You barely come around and when you do, it's usually Nathan that needs your attention not me." "I'm here to tell my son to say away from that dangerous human gold-digger." June wasn’t dangerous because she wanted power. She was dangerous because she made me want things I didn’t understand anymore. Before I could answer, shouting suddenly erupted downstairs. Marcus burst back into the office looking alarmed. “Sir—” A loud crash echoed through the mansion. Then another. I stood immediately. “What happened?” “Someone drove through the south security gate.” Every instinct inside me sharpened instantly.

HAZEL’S POV The that lay right in front of me was a small one, but looked different from normal packs. The large buildings were crumbling, like a huge explosion had spread through the entire town. Ophelia turned me and signalled for me and Celeste to walk with her. She began to walk forward and we followed closely behind her. She entered into the town and I got a better look at it. The shops, buildings and other small houses were deserted and abandoned. The walls had graffiti on them and different words written in painting.

He'd gotten down on one knee beside me and clasped my hands, saying tenderly, "I love seeing you like this, Maeve." I'd saved him and trapped myself in a horrible nightmare ten years ago. Ten years later, he personally broke my finger, and with it, the last thing that tied us together. … As I lay in the abandoned warehouse at three in the morning with my fingers splayed in awkward, broken angles, my men hurried in with medical equipment. The warehouse behind me was set ablaze. As the fire burned and ravaged the building, I leaned into my seat and called the person coordinating my plans.

I ran my hands through his hair screaming his name. "Yes.. yes.." I groaned as he grabbed my ass. He turned my body around and started to thrust my body from the back. He squeezed both of my breast hard and he released himself inside of me. He turned my body around and kissed my lips hard. "M.I.N.E" He smirked.

I managed to prop up his head, whispering something, anything. “I’ve got him,” I said. “Move.” We didn’t walk. We ran. The collapse was slow at first, with walls cracking. And then the ceilings began to give out. Pieces of rocks fell to the ground with a thud, magic flaring and winking out in quick succession. “Back the way we came!” Caspian screamed, catching Nox under one side as I grabbed under the other. Jasmine threw up a barrier rune to separate herself from falling debris, but the mine didn’t care. This was coming apart from the inside out—like Nox had been its last secret, and now it had nothing to live for.

The silence of the mine was heavy, broken only by the distant hum of the ventilation fans. "It’s not in the rock," Obi whispered, his voice suddenly calm, almost hypnotic. He walked to the edge of the pit, his hand hovering over the dark, undisturbed dust. "It’s behind the vibration." He reached into the dirt, his fingers digging into the loose shale with a sudden, violent intensity. He didn't use a tool; he just felt the earth until his fingers closed around something hidden deep beneath the surface. He pulled his hand out, holding a second, larger stone that glowed with a faint, pulsing violet light.