Limbo Novels & Stories

of the Sombra. "We’ve created a 'Liminal-Species,'" Vogel wrote in the Archive. "They aren't Symmetrics, and they aren't Sovereigns. They are the 'Amethyst-Refugees'—humans who carry the 'Echo' of a god in a body that is finally their own."

“Imagine this; if you know your kitchen well and we are here, you can envision your kitchen and ask your mind to take you there. So, when you open your portal, your mind and the magic already has a clear picture of where it is taking you and that's where the portal will take you. Now, imagine another scenario; you want to go to my bedroom and you have never been there. Your mind and even you yourself have no idea where you are going and so, if you open the portal, where will it lead? Where does it end? Do you know? No. Because you don't have a mental image of where you want it to get you. So, what happens if you enter such a portal? You get lost in what we call limbo

I sink my talons into my legs, sobbing as I beg the Goddess to make it go away. But it doesn’t. It only grows and grows. “Theo,” I call through my sobs as I close my eyes, trying to steel myself away before I hurt one of the few things I loved in this world. “It hurts.” “You can control this, Lucian,” Theo urges desperately as I cry. “You are strong enough to control this.” “No, I’m not,” I sob back, the sound of Iris crying only spurring the never-ending spiral of dismay. “I’m not, and Iris… oh God, I’ve lost her, Theo.”

"Proceed to the next action! Collect the souls!" ❇❇❇ Rain started to pour heavily as orcs and giants came down from the ship. They hustled their way out of the tall building and slaughtered every normal they could find. They collected their souls, placing them in a cell-like bag as the normals just start to disappear, turning into white orbs of energy. The normals couldn't see them, leaving them defenseless and without any idea what was upon them. Laughing hysterically for another feast they are taking, they hurriedly scattered themselves into the streets of the near-barren city.

He shoot every shadows he sees, while Luma keep generating them using a black tourmaline stone. “Wow” she said mockingly “I hope your magicules last.” As dark smoke comes out from her palms wrapping Lynx then throwing him against the wall. Lynx protection spell got broken making them exposed on Luma energy suction spell. Luma’s laugh echoed across the cave, like a witch successfully turned a child into a mouse. Thinking how being human weakens the once upon a time strong sentinels of the Moon and Sun. “I am still willing to be your Priestess you know” Luma said to Lynx “Just bow down to me, I will forgive you” she said pulling Lynx closer to her

Who the hell shout "hello!!, is anyone home" when entering her house after school. okay, I have seen it in a horror movie but this is so weird okay let me stop the pretense I'm kina freaking out here. so I came back from school just now and met my house in a very weird state. All lights off and someone is sobbing inside my kitchen. "mom" I called while moving closer to the door. "holy shit" I cursed when I looked inside the kitchen and saw my mom on the floor but in a very bad state.

I went to the other door and went out. I gasped for air because I couldn't breathe. I saw my feet bleeding too but I don’t feel the pain. I didn't even know that I had wounds on my feet until I saw the blood. Where am I? What kind of place is this? I asked myself because it seems that this place is a never-ending agony. I walked again to find a way out. I know I can get out of here because I don’t belong here. I keep on walking and walking. I saw my blood leave a mark on the grains from each step that I made and I feel like my feet and legs are getting numb but that’s okay. I continue walking because I really want to get out of this place.

Thank you all for reading my book. This is my second book on good novel and I hope you all enjoy it. 'Quagmire' is a romance novel which possesses a lot of twists, turns, complications but still enough romance to keep it interesting and thrilling. The book is an entire work of fiction and is not intended to make mockery or downgrade any kind of individual.

"Time in the Underworld doesn't match time here. What was three months here was ten years there." My friends cried out in shock and horror, gasping and covering their mouths and faces. Mara hugged Ran. "Oh Ran," she sobbed. "I'm so sorry." I held up my hand. "Wait. Something miraculous happened. While we were in Limbo, we weren't Vampires. We weren't exactly human either but closer to being human than at any time since becoming un-living." "I remember you telling us about that," Kat said. "So what happened?"

We continue up the hill, but all stop and look down, eyes widening in horror at what lays on the other side. The grass at the bottom of the hill is not the lush green it normally is this time of year, the same as the green we saw coming up. No. Instead it is stained red and brown. Flesh and torn human limbs and remains litter the ground in an almost perfect circle. Pack members at the bottom of the hill, toss more and more clothes and limbs onto the pile. Gathering the human remains to be burned. Iselyn hooks a finger through one of the jeans belt loops and pulls me to her. Then proceeds to tug me a little ways away from the group.