Horizons Novels & Stories

The inky depths seemed to go on forever with no end in sight. Chloe couldn’t tell up from down. She felt like she was sinking and any attempts to try and swim in the opposite direction simply had Chloe falling further and further into the watery void. Then, without warning, the void disappeared and the world around the blonde morphed into snowy ground and frozen trees. She could feel the snow under her naked feet and the cold wet air caress her skin like the fingers of the dead. Someone had cleared the pavement of snow and under the night sky, the asphalt looked like a river cutting neatly through the white blanket of snow. Orange Street lights illuminated the bellies of the grey clouds that

They got up in the morning , and headed towards their destination. It was going to take them approximately 2 hours .Hoor was enjoying the journey, the roads so beautiful with greenery all around . When they reached tolipir .A lot of other tourists were also looking around .Hoor was enjoying every second of the exploring . The smile wasn't leaving her face. Hoor was looking at the beautiful scenery infront of her, the river flowing down below, the water looking so clear, the trees covering the slope of hills .

She was sure of that. “Well, I could compare you to the stars as well. Should I?” he chuckled and then went on. “Sometimes so distant and far away they seem so untouchable. However, the lights they shine are timeless in the way we understand time here on earth. Sometimes they make things out of nothing, and others, they can destroy everything around them, but that doesn’t change how they look as they sparkle against the darkness around them. They are also a beacon of hope and have a calming effect on people like me and you. Knowing that we once came to this planet as nothing more than spots of dust on a rock. Their beauty is everlasting, and people will see them in lifetimes before and after

Although I've only seen ponds, the water is blue and a bit purplish. And finally! The horizon is the same straight, horizontal line seen in all directions except the east. The horizon dips down as if there was a massive crater in that direction, but that's impossible! Even if this world is bizarre, a giant hole big enough to change the horizon is like trying to catch air. Maybe my head is playing with me. I should go to sleep. "Good night." Never mind… It looks like Ria beat me to it. She's sleeping on my shoulder?!

Simply Dawn is not feared nor hated, back at home, where she is the Cursed Child, and mayeb that is a good thing. But can Simply Dawn reclaim her land? I am not so sure.

The following day, Portia took Antonia far from the chaotic city to an exclusive, high-altitude estate overlooking a stunning mountain valley. They stood together on a private, glass-paneled terrace where the world seemed to open up before them—endless rolling green ridges melting into a brilliant, golden horizon. As Antonia stood at the edge, mesmerized by the vast landscape, Portia quietly stepped up behind her. Without a sound, Portia wrapped her arms securely around Antonia's waist, pulling her back against her chest. She leaned forward, leaving a soft, lingering kiss on Antonia’s bare shoulder that sent a wave of comforting warmth through the freshman's body. Antonia smiled, relaxing in

I'd half hoped he'd at the very least call to yell about his painting, but he couldn't even spare me his anger. ​But Wolveshedge took my mind off of all that. It was like a different world where everyone was happy all the goddamn time; I was half content with it and half disgusted with the level of joy in the atmosphere. The town was peaceful and everyone seemed to be content with their small little section on the map, even if they were so terribly discontented. But it was why I chose this place, wasn't it? To be safe and discontented, yet I couldn't chase the feeling of something missing from the discombobulated picture I was forming day by day.

At the farthest edge of the Horizon, the core eight formed the ultimate knot of union. Silas and Draven double-stuffed Vespera while she sucked Rook. Wren and Lorien claimed me as Sable ground against my face. The eight of us moved as one single, glowing organism of ecstasy. Every thrust, every lick, every moan merged perfectly with the infinite horizon. The final climax was a radiant dawn of pure union. Waves of golden-emerald light erupted across the horizon, washing through every realm and every soul. The Song reached its most expansive resonance. New unions formed across distances and differences. All separation dissolved into shared pleasure.

"Together, as one united force, we shall be the beacon that guides all werewolves. Eclipse Pack, our time has come. Let the moon above bear witness to the ascent of the strongest, most formidable pack in the supernatural world!" The night reverberated with the howls of the Eclipse Pack, a declaration of their commitment to the vision set forth by Alpha Shane and Sandra. The moon, a silent observer to the unfolding saga, cast its glow upon a pack that had embraced a destiny marked by strength, unity, and an unrelenting pursuit of dominance. The Eclipse Pack stood poised at the threshold of a new era, ready to carve their legacy into the fabric of the supernatural realm.

POV: Neoma The horizon wasn't empty. It was broken. Through the viewport of the transport, the Bone Wastes stretched out like a bleached skeleton. White salt flats interrupted only by jagged protrusions of black rock that looked like broken teeth. But ahead of us, rising from the desolation, was something that didn't belong to the natural world. It wasn't a ruin. It was a needle.