Journey To The West Novels & Stories

Irritated but compliant, she put on her backpack and hopped on the turtle then sank into the water. She continues to stare into the river as it sank until the moonlight couldn't be seen anymore. The turtle was a Jing, a Chinese familiar, of her old man mainly used for transportation. Even if it is a turtle, it looks more like a snake with a giant snail shell for accommodation but the old man insists that it is a turtle albeit a long-necked turtle. She looked around as the shell acts as a transparent barrier which provides both space and air. However, there is no view. It is nighttime after all so all she can see is complete darkness. She could've used night vision but she prefers not to have

Emilia's POV The journey west took five days. With each mile we crossed, the lush forests of Elara's homeland faded farther behind us. Green valleys gave way to rocky plains. The cool breeze vanished. Before long, nothing remained but endless golden sand stretching to every horizon. The Burning Desert. Legends claimed it had once been a thriving kingdom blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. But after the first war against the Void, celestial fire had fallen from the heavens, transforming the land into a sea of endless dunes.

Alpha Jasper West, a high-strung rodeo enthusiast, is enjoying his life and winning big as a bull and bronc rider in the lower states of the US. However, he receives an urgent call to return home to Montana and the Medicine Rock Pack. Before he can leave New Mexico, he unexpectedly meets his mate, Lianna Baca, who’s a barrel racer. Despite his urgency to reach home, Jasper decides to take Lianna and her horse along with him on the journey back home to Montana.

Murphy still seemed to be under the shock of the bombshells, she wasn’t saying anything, she was just trying to feel the gravity of the earth pulling them, it was the sudden actions of disbelief that kept her in incredulity. The sand storm had again been formed by the monstrous engines running through the heart of the golden sandy land, they couldn’t appreciate the destination they were traveling to, everything was covered with the sand flying around them like a dust devil. It was when they had traveled a few km on the ride that the destination was due. The engine slowed down a bit, and the sand land was over, they were entering into a huge stony built area. They couldn’t see clearly from th

Ignoring Gerald’s question once more, Old Hughes simply stared indifferently at Gerald before saying, “Follow me!” With that said, the old man then walked right into the waterfall and disappeared behind it! Momentarily stunned, Gerald quickly shook his shock off and cautiously stuck his hand into the waterfall… before feeling the water yank him right in! The next thing he knew, the waterfall was already behind him! Now that he knew that there was a hidden area behind the waterfall, Gerald was promptly reminded about the class tale, ‘Journey to the West’. After all, there was a similar area in the tale known as the Water Curtain Cave of the Great Sage, Heaven’s

"I know that. I love you." After placing a soft kiss on her forehead, Nicholas backed away and watched as the wagon made for the narrow path that led away from the safety of the enchanted limits of the city by the sea with a small group of horseback soldiers behind them. It was nearly a three-week journey to the Westlands and there were many dangers along the way. Nicholas looked up to the sky above him and closed his eyes as he prayed for the safe passage of his youngest child. "Blessed Fates, whatever path lies before her, make it a gentle one."

Nana's carriage swept past through the rugged mountains at full speed. Jin was close in pursuit. It was his first time seeing the breathing taking western sceneries. They were never told how beautiful a land layed in the Western countries. It was too beautiful for eyes. The clouds were of a pink and blue hue. The land stretched into beautiful gardens with flowers never known to his eyes. They danced magnificently in the subtle breeze. The valley gave way to hillocks at many places. Streams sprouting from here and there. The aura filled the entire stretch, calming the mind and cooling the view. The hillocks gave way to gigantic mountains. Those were decorated with flying lanterns to make tran

Powerful front and thinner hind legs, long thick coat. Having received freedom, the dog spun on the spot and moved away from his liberator. “Well, now you’re free,” Anika said, watching the dog move away, “and it’s time for me to go home.” Pleased with her action, she waved goodbye to the departing dog and returned to the path, hurrying home. My soul felt somehow light and joyful from the good deed done. Today's attempt to shorten the path was not in vain, bringing salvation to a living creature. And everything would have ended with pleasant memories and sensations, if a few minutes later she had not noticed that the rescued dog was following her.

"Why is it expensive?" "No, it was in high demand." Alkhun looks at the book. It was almost like his first copy of it. Red cover, with the name of it. Written in bold letters. Alkhun was fascinated by the book ever since he first read it. It was the myth of the west. The myth about a tower, once hidden deep in the west. Where it is located, the structure, the system, the connection between worlds. Everything was written in detail. It was suffocating how fascinating whats that book has to offer. Like a gateway through the other dimension, that gives you goosebumps.

Since dwarves were well known for their crafting skills, he decided to buy pieces of equipment when he got there. The western city was a two-week journey from the South City. Dio spent his days and nights walking, only to stop during meals and for hours of sleep. After a week of traveling, Dio took the mountain path to make his trip faster compared to taking the roads meant for merchants and travelers. Aside from the cape hanged on his shoulder and the twin daggers on the back of his waist, everything was inside the space ring. “Look who we have here.” A smirking middle-aged man showed up in front of him. His bulky body was covered in tattered clothes and his giant ax was anchored on his sho