Glimwood Tangle Novels & Stories

He discovered a rusted iron ring embedded in a square slab of concrete. It looked old. Very old. He tugged at the ring. It didn't move. He pulled harder. Still nothing. Then... The slab shifted slightly. Just enough to reveal a thin gap. A gust of cold air escaped from below. Not the smell of soil. The smell of old concrete. And machinery. Glen's curiosity overcame his fear. He whispered to himself, "So that's why everyone keeps coming here." He never saw the shadow emerging silently from the trees behind him. A gloved hand reached slowly toward the unsuspecting boy...

The chase became a dance between the human and the untamed, a journey that blurred the lines of reality and the mystical. Through the twists and turns of the ancient woodland, Drew followed the white wolf. The rhythmic patter of paws on soil became a symphony of the wild, and the moonlit trail led them deeper into the heart of the forest—a realm where the boundaries between the ordinary and the extraordinary dissolved in the silver glow of the night.

The bonding dais in the royal glade looked like it had been carved from moonlight and patience - white stone veined with pale gold, draped in ribbon-thin spellcloth that fluttered whenever the wind changed its mind. Elowen stood close enough to taste the cold sweetness of the warding charm at her throat, the small charm her mother had pressed into her palm days ago like a promise that could be worn.

Hambora snapped While a low chuckled Emanated out from Glamora Lips "They are two Creatures Hambora, Two puny Weak Creatures, there's nothing there to be scared about and besides, our Traps have covered almost the entire region of this Woods, All we need to do is stay at alert and follow the trail..... Now let's get Moving!" Glamora Veered while Hambora sighed as they all trailed behind Mr Glamora who ventured into the Woods. Meanwhile, Some few Metres into the depths of the Woods came Some heavy thuds that landed on the ground while the rain swept away the Footprints.

With a strong pull, Elmry hauled Twillow into the portal just as Kendrick came charging into view, hearing Twillow's voice cry out. Helia shouted at him, "Kendrick! They're taking Twillow!" His eyes flashed with anger and urgency seeing Twillow disappearing into the light of the portal. "GIVE HER BACK!" his voice was deafening and powerful as he reached to grab her back. Suddenly, with inhuman speed, Gillam flew backward toward the portal, dodging a strike from Helia. He reached for something on his belt and threw it in the path of Kendrick's massive hand. It looked like a yellow stone. Gillam extended his long arms, spread his fingers, and his whitish green skin lit up down the length of hi

They both smile at me, but I’m not sure if it’s indulgent like with a child being cute or if they actually like that I am curious. “We will do the Oleander next. I believe you broke any love spells that might have been associated with that.” Gentry looks at the twins. “But any glamor will be a problem. We don’t know who else was designed to use it to hide their identity. That is to the southeast. Then we will focus on Belladonna to the northeast. Also for glamors. It seems someone really didn’t want you to notice their presence in your pack.” “That might be how they got in to drop the body parts.” I look at each of my guys.

The fragile peace, painstakingly rebuilt after the internal strife, was shattered by a chilling discovery. During a routine patrol near the Whisperwind Glade, a young Duskwood wolf, Elara, stumbled upon a series of ancient, rune-covered stones, half-buried in the earth. The runes, unlike any seen before, pulsed with a faint, unsettling energy, a cold, ethereal glow that sent shivers down her spine. She immediately reported her finding to Lyra, who, recognizing the gravity of the situation, summoned an emergency council.

"What's so mysterious?" I reached out and lifted the lid. Nestled inside was an exquisite suit. Under the sunlight streaming through the windows, every thread shimmered with an ever-shifting rainbow of colors, and countless micro-diamonds were meticulously embedded into every seam and detail. My breath caught in my throat. I had genuinely believed that the billion-dollar custom tuxedo I had commissioned was the pinnacle of luxury and elegance, but compared to the masterpiece before me, it suddenly looked dull and utterly outclassed.

The bass thumped through the crowded mansion like a second heartbeat, but Elena Voss felt hers stuttering in her throat. Crystal chandeliers cast fractured light across designer dresses and tailored suits, while laughter sliced through the air like shards of glass. This was supposed to be a celebration. Richard Hale’s latest business triumph but for Elena, it felt like walking a tightrope over a pit of wolves.

Grace's salty tone cried, "I owe this harlot a shot or two. The stone began to glow, and the shadowy soul gripped two pine trees. She shrieked and howled until the power of the stone drew her back in. Silence filled the air and stayed for several minutes. All seven trees glowed. Shadowy fists pounded against the stone but couldn't break free. Grace looked around, "We won this round. What's next?" Warren held Theria in his arms and said, "We go after the Codex Gigas" To be continued in Scald Crow 2 The Codex Gigas