Earthlings Book Novels & Stories

Elisia bit her lips and then sat down on the floor, helplessly. ****************************** Reader's Guide: Elysian Elders - an organization consisting of all representative of the clans of different creatures living in Terra. Wolfsbane - a purple poisonous plant used to kill werewolves.

Emily had never felt the earth beneath her so alive. It wasn’t the warm thrum of life she had once known—the steady pulse of a heart, the sound of breath, the flow of blood. No, this was something deeper. Something older. The roots that wrapped around her limbs were like cold fingers, pulling her downward, drawing her into a place that wasn’t just buried—it was forgotten.

,said Zane "So bye bye shape-shifters",said Helen. "I've learnt more about my history from this one chapter in a children's book than I have learnt all my life, from history books",laughed Emily "Come on! History books are nothing but scrap books filled with pictures of dead people",said Bennett "But....listen,about Earth, how come Earth is a kingdom ruled by a queen or a king, and we don't know about it? I mean, Earth has countries, Presidents, prime minister, right?"

Damn! What a quick death! " The thought barely penetrates my brain as I was swirled around in hot blackness. My lungs are burning from the lack of oxygen, while heat eats away my skin and bones. The pyroclastic cloud from Vesuvius wrenched my soul from my body, and everything went silent. "You don't believe in fairies!" A sing-song voice repeats from somewhere in the darkness. A chill of foreboding runs through my incorporeal spine. Shit, not again!

The language of its earthbound children, our most sacred language normally only transferred from one queen to the next and then lived and breathed from one tribe to the next. We all know some Gaian words, I mean we would have to, we are children of Gaia. Shifters of the earth and keepers of the peace between our kind and humanity, but not even I could understand the words Rainn kept repeating, it seemed far older and more ancient than the Gaian we've been exposed to. Last night was our first night in this room as alpha and luna and I wondered if she might be feeling overwhelmed by it all, but the moment I press play on my phone to replay the words she had spoken one word keeps jumping out at

"I... GAVE... YOU... AIR. AND... YOU... SOUGHT... A... FIRE... IN... THE... DARK." The Paradox of the Anchor Elara stepped forward, her salt-spear glowing with a soft, cooling white light. She didn't strike the crystal. Instead, she knelt. "A mother doesn't own her child's eyes," Elara whispered. "If you hold us too tight, you'll only be holding corpses. Is that what you want? A world of silent statues?" The Earth hesitated. The tunnels stopped their rhythmic squeezing. "I... AM... LONELY," the planet replied, a sound like a mountain weeping. "THE... STARS... ARE... COLD. ONLY... YOU... ARE... WARM."

Chapter 106 — The People Who Were Never Born “Please don't decide that for us.” The voices came from Earth C. Millions at first. Then billions. Not all speaking. Some crying. Some arguing. Some silent. Some repeating names as if afraid they would disappear if they stopped. Root stared at the convergence display. EARTH A — BIOLOGICAL POPULATION: 8.1B EARTH B — BIOLOGICAL POPULATION: 8.3B EARTH C — BIOLOGICAL POPULATION: 0

on the roof, and the sound of water dripping from the damaged roofs leak, Celica took a deep breath and released herself to tell Andy a long story, the story of the origin of this book, and the truth of the land of Ybirth. "Okay... I'll tell. My mother used to be a traveler, she spent her whole youth traveling this 1/3 of Ybirth and collecting many magical artifacts, you see. The stones attached to this book are entities separated from the elements, she created this book herself and recorded the strange things in this continent of Ybirth, all... everything, including the fact that the moon and sun shield each other forming a terrifying formation... that purple light shines down on this land

Even children were cheering for him. When a little girl of four or five years old gave her most precious colorful stone to Chu Xun, he burst into tears. It was very late at night, but no one was willing to leave. Instead, more and more people gathered together. They were born here and had been living for returning to Earth. But in the end, too many people died and were buried here. It was unimaginable that they couldn't even dream of returning to their homeland. They didn't know what the earth looked like at all. They could only learn it from the ruined book left by their ancestors. They wanted to know too much about Earth. ...

"It didn't come from my father’s lab. It didn't come from a Thorne-Vane chemist." ​The "First Book" revealed the truth: The ink was a Biological Spore from the Aethel system. It had been sent out in "Survival Pods" millennia ago, drifting through the vacuum until it hit the Earth’s atmosphere. My father hadn't "invented" it; he had simply been the first person with a "Vance-Resonance" to hear it calling from the soil.