Library Near Here Novels & Stories

Immediately she stopped talking. "Look around you. You are in the middle of nowhere. The nearest town is around a hundred miles away. No one can reach this place on foot, that too this far. You need a special vehicle to be driven on this path. Not everyone owns such vehicles which should be customized. So forget about going alone by foot" he said as patiently as he could.

Renard lived forty minutes outside of nothing. Past the point where towns thinned into villages and villages thinned into single structures set back from the road behind trees that had stopped asking permission. The address Silas had given me was coordinates, not a name. Men like Renard didn't advertise.

Nherisa's heart was heavy, but tears, she dared not shed. She held Cordelia's shoulder, to comfort her. She had questions. Lots of questions. She wanted to ask but Cordelia looked like she wanted answers too. Nherisa followed Cordelia's gaze back to the vertical cities of Encrea. They were about half a mile away from Encrea. Nherisa turned Cordelia around. "Come." She said. "Let's find somewhere to stay for the night."

“Girls, gеt уоur аѕѕеѕ оut thеrе аnd huѕtlе! There’s оnlу оnе way to stay wаrm аrоund hеrе, аnd you’re not doing іt nоw.” Hе lаughѕ, аnd I hear аnоthеr ісу cackle сhіmе іn. Wе аll turn іn the dіrесtіоn оf the ѕоund. It’ѕ Nеоn Lірѕ, ѕtаndіng seductively іn the dооrwау of a buіldіng сlоѕе bу. It lооkѕ lіkе a brоthеl.

Dinh. In an instant, Hana found herself teleported to a completely unfamiliar locale. Surrounded by a vast prairie full of grass and flowers, Hana watched for a moment; knowing that no one was around, she pulled out from her pocket the map of the EVEN domain that Aoip and Foip had given her. Based on the map, Hana could see that the locality she was standing in was called Garden Green. Hana picked a tall ledge and sat down; her eyes fixed on the map in her hand. The EVEN domain is the size of the entire Quansi continent. Each region in the EVEN domain is divided into different colors. Where Hana arrives is marked on the map in blue. Luckily, there are soul-borrowing stones here.

Setting down her phone, she reached into Leighton's pocket and retrieved his vibrating phone. Nicole exited the room. The residential area boasted lush greenery even before the onset of summer, with dim streetlights making it hard to discern humans from animals from a distance of ten meters.

When the phone buzzed, Nico held onto the bag, "Take my body back to Calabria." "You're not dying yet, Boss." He shrugged, "Just in case," into the phone; he let out, "I'm here." "I see the car. Now step out. Let's make this fast. I'm sure we both have things to do." He snatched the bag and descended from the car. Instinctively, he spun around, surveying his surroundings. The area was filled with partially demolished old houses, steep terrain, and piles of limestone bricks. That they had chosen a place so remote set off the alarm in his head.

“We have important issues to discuss that I wouldn’t like him to hear, especially the one that I’m going to tell you now,” Alex and I listened intently. We could feel the serious shift in the air. No signs of jokes or playing around in Kai’s demeanor. “About your situation, Alex. There’s a village called Netherand, it’s down north from here, far away from everyone and everything. No one would be able to get to you, plus it receives all kinds of species and people in there,” Kai began explaining. “You want us to go hide out there?” Alex asked slowly, not quite sure where Kai was leading with this.

I can wait. “Where are we?” I ask Phillip as we head downstairs. “Far northeast, near the border.” I falter and stop to look at him. “What?” Northeast, near the border? There’s nothing but jungle up there. He nods. “How close to the border?” “A hundred miles or so.” “There are no settlements that close to the border on the northeast.” “Come,” he says, heading to the far end of the hallway, where there’s a window. It’s a moonlit night, so I can see the expanse of the jungle that goes on and on to the horizon.

At the northwest horizon. “How many territories felt the completion,” I said. Stella looked at the northwest direction. At the ground. At the frequency. Something moved through her face. “All of them,” she said quietly. I looked at the northwest. “How many territories are there,” I said. “In the region,” she said. “Nineteen.” I looked at the ground. At the frequency coming from the northwest. At the specific quality of movement the Lunara layer was reading through the complete clean foundation.