High Rise Novels & Stories

Citizens, their hearts still echoing with the harmonious resonance, found solace beneath the ancient monument. Valeria, recognized as the guiding force through the recent cosmic challenges, took the opportunity to address the citizens beneath the Pillars of Unity. Her words, laden with the wisdom gleaned from the cosmic convergence, echoed through the hearts of the gathered multitude. The Pillars, standing tall amidst the crowd, seemed to amplify the transformative message of unity and adaptability.

Finally, the tall building came into view. Josh grinned with excitement as he walked in to the entrance with long strides. He could see Ann at the reception looking at him with impatience but he didn’t mind. He was a very happy man and he wasn’t going to allow anything to spoil his good moods. His wife, Alicia had managed to build this company from the ground to be one of the most successful company in the country. He wanted to support her with love. He had come to attend an important event in her honor celebrating the three years that the company has been operational under Alicia’s leadership.

Sunny and Starr both clapped and even bumped fists, having united to take on Skye. I caught Starr’s gaze seeming to pass right through Sunny and me. I peered outside, it was dark, so streetlights and lights from all kinds of shops and places were already shining. “There’s light, even when it’s dark!” Starr breathed in wonder. She then turned her eyes to the window near them. “Look at all the high-rise buildings, they’re so luminous!” Starr shifted her eyes back to us. “Is it okay if we go inside the high-rise buildings?”

"But they aren't looting, Elena. They’re... they’re cleaning. They’re treating the High-Rise like a museum of a dead civilization." ​The First Law of the Ash ​Elena turned away from the crater, her silver blades catching the morning light. She looked at the thousands of expectant faces, the miners, the mothers, the soldiers. They were waiting for a command. They were waiting for a new "Alpha." ​"We aren't moving into the High-Rise," Elena declared, her voice carrying across the silent plaza. "The High-Rise was built on the 'Subscription-Standard.' It was built on the idea that some people deserve to breathe while others deserve to choke. We are leaving the ivory towers as they are, a reminde

Something sick coils in my belly, and the recording begins, the sound of a reporter in a broadcast ringing clear, “In recent news, Alpha Ulric Highrise, The CEO and managing director of famous werewolf company, Highrise Inc, has come forward today with news regarding a change in the company’s executive direction. It’s common knowledge that the company has grown in leaps and bounds since its inception, with the Alpha at the head of all its affairs, but it’s also common knowledge that no female has ever made it into an executive post in the company, not even Alpha Ulric’s wife, Luna Sophia Highrise.

‎ ‎"Yes! The tallest skyscraper in Elite City, built in just five years. They’re richer than rich and basically run the whole city. It’s impossible to even get near them. They’re so secretive." ‎

Reborn Carolyn will fight and rise above all the rejection. Tbc...

On her eighteenth birthday, Nyra believes the Moon Goddess has finally blessed her—mating her to her longtime boyfriend, Prince Dante. It feels like destiny. Until the ceremony begins… and Dante rejects the bond in front of everyone. Then he chooses her sister instead. Broken and humiliated, Nyra is thrown away as a “rejected bond” and handed to the Crown’s most feared enforcer. But the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes… and this bond is only the beginning.

Until his thumb brushed once lightly across her knuckles. Deliberate. Emma shot him a look. Rowan didn’t even pretend innocence. “Focus,” she muttered quietly. “That’s proving difficult today.” Her stomach flipped violently. This man was going to ruin her professionally. ***** Whitmore Industries occupied the upper floors of a towering glass building overlooking the city skyline. Everything about it screamed power. Quiet power. Old money. Calculated influence. Emma stepped into the boardroom beside Rowan, immediately slipping back into business mode. Or attempting to.

Amid a sea of scrutinizing gazes, I walked away without looking back once. Charlotte stood frozen, her eyes fixed on her empty hand and my cold, resolute back. An unprecedented surge of panic and despair seized her heart. The kite she believed she could hold onto forever had broken free from its string. However, I was not a drifting kite; I had always been an eagle soaring above the clouds, though I had once chosen to lower myself in the name of love.