Magic Hole Novels & Stories

“No, this hole is bottomless, but there is light at the end of the hole. I’m unsure if it’s a light or a water reflection.” Queenie saw the inside hole and found a tiny gleam of light. “I’m not sure if it’s a reflection of water. Isn’t it logical that there is no light in this hole?” Queenie said. “Yes, you’re right.” “Is this the only hole with such a feature? Or is there another similar hole?” “I still need to check everything. The only hole with a water bottom is just this one.” “Alright, we have no choice. We will go and check it out.”

Zara was reading a story aloud, her soothing voice weaving magic into the air, while Milak playfully tussled Aqua's hair, making her giggle. Suddenly, the atmosphere shifted. The wind outside picked up, howling with an eerie intensity. The temperature dropped, and a heavy sense of foreboding settled over the house. Milak's playful demeanor vanished as he stood up, his eyes narrowing in concern. Zara paused mid-sentence, her gaze snapping to the window. "A storm is coming," Milak said, his voice tight with worry. He moved to the window, pulling back the curtain to peer outside. Zara set the book down, her expression mirroring her husband's unease. "It's not just a storm," she whispered, her v

I love adventure and nature, but I would give anything to be far away from here. We all went in separate cars; Arielle was riding with Oliver, and I was with Dean. Dean was so excited about the whole adventure that I couldn't help but feel a bit happy. Our first stop was at a waterfall; it could have been really enjoyable if Arielle wasn't just everywhere. We stopped by a local river that glows and could be mistaken for a gold mine during sunrise.

She found them naked on the couch, Andrew's body pumping hard inside the woman's body. “Don't stop! I need more!” That voice, she knew her. It was Amanda, the marketing girl who worked with them at the company. She dropped the bags of food on the floor. The noise made them stop what they were doing for a moment. “Diana!” shouted Andrew. Leaping out of the woman's body, “What are you doing here?” “If you had bothered to look at your cell phone, you would know,” her voice was broken. She wasn't going to cry in front of them. Amanda looked at Diana with a satisfied smile.

] [Host detected in gambling den, Eyes of Insight activated] Eye of Insight: the host can see the inside of materials like stones. Yes. Talk about great timing. Mike would be boiling on the inside already due to our first failure. I needed to go give him some consolation and hope. “Zella? What are you doing here?”

"Mali? Where did you take me to, you brat? Can you perhaps give me some water? At least do that before you start explaining what you've done this time to get us into trouble." Silence. Then, a hand appeared in my blurry field of vision, holding a glass of water. Oh, thank goodness. I didn't bother looking at the person; I practically snatched the glass and gulped down its contents like a woman who had just returned from crossing the Sahara Desert. I finished every last drop. Then came a voice. "Take it easy, Rosarie." I froze. The glass remained halfway between my mouth and the bed. Rosarie? A deep, unmistakably masculine voice. Fuck! That wasn't Mali. That wasn't even remotely Mali!

**** Makaila's POV I woke up to a very bad headache. I touched my head and felt something wet. I looked at my hand and saw blood. Another wave of pain hit me and I groaned. I looked around and saw I was in a very dark room but the ray of light from the very high window made me see. Suddenly everything started flashing back. Christian and Nigel yelling at each other, me running out, the black car parking, some men holding me and suddenly black out. It's so obvious now. I have being kidnapped and no doubt by my father. But who were the people helping him? My father has nothing and I doubt he can afford thugs and stuff. He must be working for someone really big.

Irina managed to bring Malia to the middle of the forest, one of the wild forests on the outskirts of Moonwood City. The forest bordering Northernwood and Eastwood, a place where Archie's misfortune, Ash's best friend, has been turned into a hybrid by Damien. Dark. There is no light coming in at all. In fact, the crescent light couldn't sneak through even a speck of things. Malia's tiny body shook violently. She shuddered at the sound of a lick on her left side. At that time, Irina was licking the rest of Malia's blood that stained her long nails.

And the strange message that had appeared on her mirror. HE REMEMBERED YOU. Hazel had spent the entire night trying to understand what it meant. Nothing made sense anymore. She looked down at her hands. They were trembling slightly. "Jae..." She whispered his name. For a moment, nothing happened. Then the glass on the window made a faint sound. Crack. Hazel froze. A tiny line had appeared across the glass. She stepped closer. Another crack appeared. Then another. "What..." She touched the window. The cracks immediately stopped.

Did they look outside? Anna pushed the trowel down hard, digging past the loose surface soil, expecting to hit a root or a rock. Instead, her trowel made a dull, metallic clunk. She froze, every muscle in her body instantly tense. Working quickly, heart pounding against her ribs, Anna scraped away the dirt with her hands. A few inches down, she uncovered a rectangular object: a waterproof, tightly sealed metal box. It was a small, heavy safe, roughly the size of a large shoebox.