Labyrinths Novels & Stories

Kimberly’s eyes fluttered open but a bright light caused her to shut them back. “What’s that?” She wondered, trying to open her eyes again. She repeated the process three times before her eyes adjusted to the bright light. She glanced at her surrounding, trying to figure out where she was. Where the hell I’m I? This isn’t my bedroom, neither is it Roy’s or Hugh’s.

They are almost in the center of labyrinth while the other team are struggling fighting the danger beasts they are facing because they have no teamwork. “Those danger beasts are just illusions. I also put middle-ranking demons in the labyrinth. I get the idea from the concept of my late mother’s writing simulation magic. I can also create those kind of illusions using Mind Magic. That’s why that labyrinth is named the Labyrinth of Phantasm because it’s full of illusions that become true to the eyes and mind of the targets. Archmaster Leonard was the one who helped me in adapting my mother’s spell and developing it furthermore,” Lotus revealed to us, making us bewildered. We almost fall for t

Finish Minnie, smirking. "But nice try though," Johan smirked. "Good job," says a voice that clearly is from a voice changer. We all look back to the television, the screen is now purple. "You may enter, liberos meos." I smile proudly, watching the wall behind the desk slowly opens to a tunnel. Still smiling, I enter the tunnel behind Kelly and Britt. I was so proud of myself after taking down Hade, that I didn't notice Scout was tense ever since La Reu spoke.

The troops grew even closer as Nya skirted across the open space toward the rise in stone where the doorway to the staircase protruded from the flat walkway. Reaching the barrier, she tried the knob and found it locked. Slate signaled for her to stand aside and then used his brute strength to force the door open. With a nod, she entered the dark stairwell, Slate right behind her. In front of her, she saw nothing but darkness--save the glowing, round white spheres that could be nothing other than a set of eyeballs. “Zans!” Nya cursed, wondering what had gone wrong. They weren’t alone after all.

The moment his fingers brushed the wall, the room exploded with energy. A shockwave of dark magic tore through the dungeon, knocking them all back. The torches flickered wildly, the shadows stretching, twisting. And then— A voice. Low. Whispering. Familiar. “Did you think I was truly gone?” Aria’s blood ran cold. Alan. Echoes of the Dead The voice slithered through the room like a ghostly wind, sending chills down Aria’s spine. The torches flickered violently, and the dungeon walls groaned, as if the stone itself recoiled at the presence awakening within them.

The pale morning light crept through the letterbox sized windows of the den slowly, casting a stark glow over the rows of beds before crawling up the back wall. The scent of blood mingled with the musty scent of damp and cheap perfume as the girls silently let the night pass them by.

I wanted to believe that everything was perfect and nothing was going to change for the two of us, but I knew I was deluding myself by trying to convince myself that was true. Link discovering that Jamie was his second chance mate was going to be a huge issue because he didn't want to replace Lara or forget about her while Jamie wasn't ready for everything which came with having a mate, she would rather have fun with her friends and complete her degree before so worried about settling down.

So descending the staircase that led directly to the bottom Lyall began his journey in those dimensions, a place that seconds later was filled with light allowing our eyes could be seen the bottom of that space. Now, it is well known that once you enter that place you have to be very careful since the labyrinth that makes up its interior is extremely confusing and changeable, which makes it easy for any of those who do not know the route to get lost in the act, so indicate to Emma, Lina and Silea who were the ones who mainly did not know the route with great emphasis.

My vertigo swam for a moment before my eyes adjusted to the new light. Remi laced my fingers with his and started us down the main hallways. There was no light source, but the surfaces seemed to reflect light just like the leaves and the bark in the forest outside. It was the oddest sensation. The walls were covered in pictographs, but they were outlined in multiple colors of light. It was beautiful. They weren't Egyptian style, but they were similar in how they told a story. It was almost as if it was a time line as we walked down the hall.

It bathed the entire sky in a reddish light that danced as if out of flames; the sky hosting a dance of lights and shadows from mystical worlds. There was a battle between the day that would not go away and the night that was ready to beautify the entire land with its wonders. The last glimmer of the sun struggled in vain to stay in the blackened sky, but slowly faded into the distance, giving way to the mysterious moon that silently rested in the sky, mirroring its beauty into the dark sea. It was accompanied by the little shining jewels that enriched the sky with their glitter, resembling little marbles of ice.