Leave The World Behind Book Novels & Stories

“They don’t want to live on Earth. They want to drive it like a ship.” June walked to the hidden door and looked out. The alley was gone. The bakery was gone. New York City had become a flying island of silver and glass, soaring above the clouds. Below, the rest of the world was breaking apart, turning into huge silver ships in the sky. “We’re leaving,” Dante said, standing beside her. “They’re taking the whole planet.” June looked at Leo. His eyes shone gold. His skin gleamed, soft and metallic. He looked like a living statue, impossibly beautiful.

--- But withdrawn. --- Leaving behind silence. --- And a world that suddenly felt— --- Smaller. --- Because now— --- They knew what was coming. --- And as the last echo of the child’s voice lingered— One final truth settled in: --- The new world wouldn’t be defined by systems. --- Or by power. --- Or even by choice alone. --- It would be defined— --- By those who could carry it forward. --- And the most dangerous one of all— --- Had just awakened.

This story always engulfs me and whisks me away to wonderland. Ragged footsteps and the sound of sloshing liquid pulls me out of the borrowed world. I look up to see a rough around the edges Aidan Gabriels. I also notice the liquid gold in his bottle. He must be out here to do the same thing I'm doing - Escape the world. I didn't realise I said anything until his eyes locked on mine. No turning back now.

It felt like if he didn't finish them quickly, Jasmine might suddenly cling to him again. Unable to hold back, he finally called her. Jasmine had just finished a round of chemotherapy when her phone rang. Her condition was getting worse. Her whole body ached down to the bone. "There are still four things left, Jasmine. Don't try anything stupid." Jasmine went quiet for a moment. "I want to go to the country of Zaryen." William frowned. "Right now?" "Yeah. Right now." William seriously thought Jasmine was out of her mind. But for the sake of the divorce—for the sake of getting rid of her—he really did book a flight to Zaryen right away.

I give the word to set out, and we step forward into the beyond. *** That is the end of this book. It is only the beginning for Sarah, Aiden and their Pack

It was the First Fruit. We had faced the architect, the South, the winter, and our own shadows. Now, we had fifteen chapters left to build the world that would outlast us. "Let's go home, Lixie," I said, the amber light of my eyes steady and bright. "I think the twins are waiting for their story." It closed with the Vesper ascending toward the surface, leaving the indigo dark behind for the first real dawn of the new era.

“Yes, I am. It maybe terrifying at first, but I will be fine. I can now travel around, and hear stories from different places as a consolation.” “I don’t know the world beyond the convent, but I have my books to guide me.” She added. I handed her the book, “You should include this with your journey.” It is hers anyway. “No, keep it. That is my last gift to you.” And that was the last time I would be seeing her. She left then without saying anything, but I did not feel any longing or sadness, I was even happy for her. The convent was not the place for Tina. She was a wonderer, and she only had the books as her journey before. And now, she would journey the world beyond those stories.

[ Chapter 37 ] He, Lewis walked out with a book on his palm. A book that Leah hides. Now, however, was learnt by. The truth of this fiction is now happening [Before their eyes] Lewis caught the lighter and burn out some sticks. "Jin. I hope you won't see her again. This time she will always be mine. As this world is not ours and will be only the two of us. Goodbye." Lewis grinned upon the fire. The book is burning and can't be saved.

I brushed off my thoughts and went scanning other books. But before I did, I look on my surroundings. There are a few students who were reading just like me. They are also wearing casual clothes for the meantime. No way, I'm going to stay here alone. Who knows ghosts or that shapeshifter might popped out here? I sighed out of relief and went back reading. "The History of our World," I read the title written in the ash gray book cover. This is the World of Tempest. It is once a dark turbulent, stormy continent everyone might see.