Exodus Novel Novels & Stories

Ryder said: “It’s the only thorough document produced about a sea snail.” “That you know of,” Jax said. Ryder considered this. He went to add a footnote. Nova stood in the doorway of the crowded main room and watched her family — the original ones and the found ones and the returned ones and the people who had arrived through decisions made in narrow hallways and parking lots and gas stations and prison beds and century-old letters — and let herself feel the full weight of it. Not the precarious weight. The solid kind. Jax appeared beside her.

He was standing here anyway, asking what he could do. That was the Exile community. People who had lost everything the world said mattered and were still, stubbornly, here. "Get some sleep," I said. "Real sleep. I need everyone rested." He almost laughed. "After that?" "After that," I said. "I know. Try anyway." He went back to his tent. I turned to Oren. "The sixth chapter," I said. "Sera's book. She titled it Afterward and I haven't read it yet."

Adex is a newbie in the school while Yusuf has been an old student, because of his good grades and summation to the school he has won attention Adex giggling “Dude you have to be careful” “I’m a fresh guy” lick his lips, caresses his cheek “I got the swag” he added, Adex blast laughing, they walked to a junction “your book first, education is the key” Adex caution as he hangs the backpack to his left shoulder “Of cause a little bit of fun won’t hurt. Look, you have to enjoy now you’re young”. he retorted, feelings right with himself, he adjusts his shirt place one of his hand on his chest

Hi guys, my name is Chime Chinonso and I’m from Enugu, Nigeria. May I know your name and where you are from Confessions Of An Exorcist is one of my best stories and you are going to enjoy it. If you haven’t seen my other work “SHADOW” please do. It is worth the read. I’m gonna blow your mind. This work is completely an imaginative one. Any character in resemblance to actual person- living or deceased is a coincidence. Every character in this book is a product of the author’s imagination.

The only comfort I’d receive was when I took my last breath and the lights dimmed behind my eyelids. The elevator doors slid open and I didn’t hesitate to run past him. I didn’t stop until I arrived in my room. I slammed and locked the door behind me–locking myself away from the psycho with the piercing blue eyes and murderous threats. My back hit the door and slid to the floor in defeat. With my time ticking down, I only had two options if I want to stay alive; avoid Judge Jackson at all cost or escape Eden. Escaping would prove difficult. The exits to Eden always changed and I wouldn’t be prepared for the outside world. The best opportunity I had to escape was two days from now when a feas

"The heavy-tread sleds are still in the hangers. We don't have enough silver-oil for all of them, but we can cannibalize the engines. We build a caravan of iron. We haul the children and the elderly. The rest of us? We walk until our boots bleed. It’s either that or die in a beautiful graveyard." The Exodus began at dawn. It was a sight that would be remembered for generations: a line of thousands, stretching miles across the grey, ash-covered valleys. At the front were the massive, groaning steam-sleds, their chimneys belching black smoke into the sapphire-stained sky. Beside them walked the proud warriors of the Silver Pack, now carrying packs of grain and wood instead of swords.

"And right now, being invisible is the only way we stay alive." --- ### The Exodus We left the Capital that evening. We didn't take gold or silk. We took seeds, blankets, and every scrap of history we could carry. Thousands of wolves marched in a silent line, leaving the "Modern World" behind and heading into the wilderness. I looked back one last time. The Capital, the city of my birth and my pain, was a dark silhouette against the bleeding moons. The black wall was a ruin. But as the last of our line crossed the mountain pass, a small, red light blinked on the horizon.

he snarled. My face remained neutral, not caring about the tribe any longer. I was tired of being beaten down. He had his claws in every one of his people to listen to every hanging word. He was just riding out on his father’s good name. Adam’s fleeting figure had me turn to the blood in the snow. The snow was quickly covering the blood and my breath sighed in relief. Now I had to go find my Odessa, and pray she was alright. &&& Like the story? Find more and check out face.book group Author Veronica Fox

Not listening to my words. I get up. Dex put on blanket on her and I finally left the room. I waited for Dexs to get out of the room and when she's out, "Are you sure you're going to leave now Master Jeoff?" @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL

Auxel, who was closest to the chair, immediately opened the goodie bag, and took out two books that were quite thick. As he flipped through the book, he saw the title of a novel that had made his travel across America just to get it. "Crazy!" the man said involuntarily. Brandon immediately picked up the book, and his eyes opened wide. "Axel, where did you get this novel?" "It's no longer in production because Little White Rose is on hiatus. In fact, we read this novel in turn from the community we joined." Axel didn't answer immediately, he chose to enjoy the taste of caramel macchiato that always made him happy.