Dune Novel Novels & Stories

There was a murmur of surprise and disbelief. “Sounds like Shai-Hulud,” said Maurice knowingly. “Is that a Dune reference?” I said, regretting it immediately. “Yes. And it’s pronounced Doon.” “No, it isn’t,” I said. Maurice was too deep in his element to be distracted by the nay-saying of plebs like myself. “The giant sandworms, the Shai-Hulud, roam the planet Arrakis as servants of the gods.” There’s never a giant worm around when you need one. I’d have gladly walked into its yawning gullet at that moment.

The sun rose over the dunes and brought forth a new day and walking on across the hotness Loque Bella and Marius carried on; now with only one bag with the things they needed to survive. There was a large dune in front of them and when they climbed it hoping to see something in the distance that would give them relief, it gave them the opposite feeling; they both gave out heavy sighs and threw their heads down, there was nothing out there but dunes, dunes and more dunes.

The DOD would see exactly what she wanted them to see…a revolutionary technology led by a mysterious but brilliant CEO. Just like Silvermoon would see exactly what she planned to show them…a cold investor evaluating distressed assets. The omega who'd fled in tears had been replaced by a strategist who played three-dimensional chess with million-dollar pieces. Both the Pentagon and Silvermoon would learn that Elena Cross didn't just compete…she dominated. Her reflection in the darkened window showed a stranger's face. Harder than the girl who'd believed in fairy tale mates. Colder than the wolf who'd howled for pack acceptance. Stronger than anyone who'd dismissed her as weak bloodline could

After a thousand years, it is the first time the lips of the dragon prince touched human lips. The Dragon Prince Executive Secretary Venal, also his 14th guardian thought Dryzen order something dreadful for petite Dahlia. Ever since Dryzen e came to the human world, he was irritable to women, if it wasn't the sole he loved the most, Helena. In surprised, Dryzen let it pass. There is something in his mind he was going to do with Dahlia. After the accident Dahlia finished the manuscript untitled. She thought for a title, and she remember the deadly gazed of the man who save her. The Lonely Eyes was finally inscribed as the title of the novel.

"No honey, you worked for it, you keep it and save it for your future.'' Amelia remembers her fun cuddling moments with her mother and falls asleep. Her dreams take her into a long stiff wooden bridge in an isolated area. The place is somewhat familiar to her and she feels that she has to cross the bridge. "Aaaameliaaaa...Aaaameliaaaa..." A soft eerie voice echoing in the wilderness, calling her name on the other side of the bridge piqued her interest and curiosity. She sees the setting of the sun but her eagerness to know who is behind the soft creepy voice motivates her to cross the bridge. Her big fast steps take her instantly to the middle of the bridge. The strong wind gushes through he

"Alistair, ruler of the Underworld Kingdom, leader of the demons, powerful and invincible, but his most terrible gift is that he can resurrect dead demons. The only person who can defeat him is the so-called 'chosen one' of the sorceresses. If she succeeds, the Underworld will weaken and the other evil creatures will be left without defense, demons will not be able to return after being chased away by the sorceresses..." Selene's eyes widened in surprise. This dream, or rather a nightmare, was a kind of vision, a vision of what could happen to her if she fails the mission. The thought terrified Selene, so she immediately closed the Book of Magic with a bang and put it on the desk. Sitting on

I stood beside them and laughed my heart out. A thousand of Gideon's soldiers waited for him outside the city. We said our goodbyes early that night and made a pact to see each other the following day. … On the day we left the capital, the northern wind howled. Gideon sat atop a tall horse, and his soldiers stood in formation behind him. It was a majestic sight. I'd never seen this side of Gideon before, and I couldn't take my eyes off him. Life in Morbeck wasn't as lively as it had been in the capital, but there was something unique about the culture there.

Dawn slowly breaks in the horizon as the first rays of the sun peeked from behind the mountains beyond. Keron watched the thermometer gauge of his display link to see the gradually increasing temperature. If he was a mortal with no protective suit, he would have fell sick because of the chilly wind that blew in the air. A portion of the green desert now became purple as the sun rose in the horizon. Pillars of sand flew as the passing wind carried them up. The grains battered against the plates of their armor while they walked. Aran momentarily looked behind to see the long trails they have left.

There was a table. Books stacked on it. Not like the ones I used to see at home. These looked older. Some of them had markings on the covers I didn’t understand. I walked closer. My fingers hovered over one of them before I touched it. The cover felt rough. Worn. I opened it slowly. The pages were filled with symbols. Not letters. Not words I knew. Shapes. Lines. Things that looked like drawings but weren’t. I frowned. “What is this…?” I flipped a page.