Do You Feel The Mountains Tremble Novels & Stories

Luca barked, determination blazing in his eyes. Her tears fell harder. "You'll die if you try". His lips pressed into a thin line, but even across the divide she saw it, that unshakable fire in him, the same fire that made men bow and enemies tremble. Still, the earth groaned beneath them, trembling as though alive.. Rocks cracked and fell into the abyss, swallowed instantly by the hissing water. The mountain was no longer safe. Something unnatural had awakened. And they were caught in its wrath.

The vibration began in my marrow before it hit the stones. It was a low, primal groan from the roots of the mountain, a sound of ancient gears turning after a thousand years of silence. Then, the world simply heaved. The grand marble floor of the White Palace, already cracked from our fight, buckled upward. A violent tremor threw me onto my side as the stone beneath us split wide, jagged chasms opening like hungry mouths.

The real question was: what were they trying to distract us from? The answer arrived seconds later, the entire mountain shook. A violent tremor ripped through the sanctuary, stone cracked, dust fell from above and guards immediately reached for weapons. Kaelis stumbled slightly, I caught her before she hit the floor. The contact lasted less than a second. Heat flashed between us. Then another tremor hit stronger. "What was that?" one of the guards screamed but nobody answered cos nobody knew. A distant boom echoed through the mountain. Moonspire's alarm bells suddenly erupted throughout the fortress. The sound echoed even this deep underground. Every guard in the chamber went pale, the capta

I closed my eyes, intending only to rest for a moment. That was when the mountain screamed. The explosion wasn’t loud at first—it was deep. A violent tremor rolled through the walls, rattling the lanterns, shaking dust from the ceiling. The bed lurched beneath me as if the mountain itself had flinched. I shot upright. “What the hell—” Another shockwave followed, closer this time. Something broke below us. I was already moving. Fire sparked instinctively along my veins as I burst from the room, boots slapping against stone corridors. Monks were shouting now trying to figure out what was happening—voices echoing, overlapping, panicked. Mana crackled in the air, sharp and wrong, like static bef

"Feel it." Richard hesitated, then pressed his palm against the taut, radiating skin. A violent, rhythmic thud echoed against his hand—not a heartbeat, but a kick, forceful enough to vibrate the ground beneath their boots. "It’s strong," Richard whispered, his eyes wide. "That’s not a child’s kick." "It’s a hunger," Joshua groaned, his eyes rolling back as the entire mountain beneath them began to groan. Rocks shifted, the earth itself undulating in sympathy with the movement inside the womb. "The mountain... it’s waking up because of him."

He simply walked to the rock face, still streaked with old snow, and placed his bare hands against the stone. He closed his eyes. The family held its breath. This was the moment. The point of no return. For a long time, nothing happened. The wind screamed. The mountain was silent. Then, a low, deep hum began. It wasn't coming from Kael. It was coming from the mountain itself. A vibration that travelled up through the soles of their feet, a resonant, ancient note that made their bones ache. Kael’s body went rigid. His head fell back, his mouth open in a silent cry. His hands seemed to fuse with the stone.

**Chapter Forty-Four** The sound rolled across the mountains like a living thing. It wasn’t just a howl. It was deeper. Heavier. Ancient in a way that made the air itself feel old. Rose felt it vibrate through her bones as the echo traveled across the forest. The ground beneath her feet trembled faintly, pine needles shifting along the forest floor. Her breath caught in her throat. Kael stood beside her, perfectly still. Aldric had gone rigid.

But there was no escaping it—not anymore. And as she stood there, lost in her own thoughts, the ground beneath her feet began to tremble. At first, it was subtle—a slight vibration, almost imperceptible. But then, the tremors grew stronger, the earth beneath her shaking with increasing force. The rift—was it reopening? She gasped, her heart racing as she staggered backward, her hand shooting out to steady herself against the nearest pillar. The sensation of the ground shifting beneath her feet was familiar, but now, it was worse—far worse.

“YES!” The roar shakes the field, rattling the ground under my feet. Their voices send fire burning through my veins. For a moment, I almost believe we cannot lose. For a moment, I feel like nothing can break us. But then, a loud horrifying shriek tears through the night, silencing both the roar and the ground shaking beneath my feet. The wind starts blowing strangely, colder and harsher against my face and hair. My blood chills. This is it. The ground starts shaking again, faint at first, and I know it's not from us. This time, the trembling is a distant rumble, and now it is growing louder and heavier with every second that counts. Dust rises. Dark clouds suddenly pass over the moon, cutti

Kairi bellowed, even as he parried a killing blow, his injured leg threatening to give way. Run? Where? There was only the cliff edge. In that moment of sheer, paralyzing terror, Elisse did something she hadn’t done since she was a toddler. She screamed. Not a cry of fear, but a high-pitched, piercing wail of pure, undiluted anguish and protest. It was the sound of a child witnessing the world she knew shatter into violence. And the mountain answered. At first, it was a low rumble, a vibration that came up through the rock and into our bones. Then the rumble grew into a roar. The very plateau beneath our feet began to shudder. Small stones skittered and bounced toward the cliff edge.