Novel & Cerita Metropolis

Couldn't he see what a fucking disaster this was? Jericho brushed his soft lips over my forehead and whispered into the heated flesh, "Shh, please," his plea had me rolling my bottom lip between my teeth and holding back my sob, "it's going to be okay. I'm here. We'll figure this out but it will take time. Just stay calm and breathe. Okay. Where's that badass woman that faced off against my brothers because they hated her for being a cop?" "She's dead," I wheezed, inhaling a shaky breath and a lung full of his musky scent, "she died. Clearly, I can't be her anymore."

To be so beautiful and yet so painfully unaware. I felt giddy for some unknown reason. It was at times like this, when you focus on the little things, that the world suddenly looks different, maybe slightly better. It was such a rare instance. Manila is a very crowded place, with barely any space for greenery. Among the tenants of this apartment, I was the only one who appeared to be interested in indoor gardening as well. "You are a very lovely sight," I murmured. "But what brought you to this messed up city?"

he said as he stared at the burning building, and I heard from a distance painful screams from that building. “Grim reaper?” both my mind and mouth asked. I read stories about them from multiple books in my library. He shook his head as he whispered to my ear, “Non, I am Doom and I-“

I don't even know why we still own the penthouse, it's a 3 floor penthouse with about 7 rooms with an amazing view of the city. When we reached New York and went to the penthouse, she had staffs waiting to cater to our every need. I know she's trying so hard, and it's all because of me and my emotional state. I would actually tell her to back off, I don't need that much babying but I know she wouldn't listen to me plus I'm kind of enjoying being treated like a princess. "This place is AMAZING!" Jasmine exclaims looking around. "Yeah it's beautiful and this view right here, I don't mind dying here." Michael says watching outside the huge glass windows overlooking the city.

The sun beat down on them like a fireball making them sweat instantly. “You were right this place is beautiful.” Sekora told D2, who seemed to be looking for something or someone. “I would like to be the first to welcome you to Falusia and tell you that we are in Metalopolis, which is Earth Metal nation. Said D2, still looking around. “Thanks.” Said Sekora still looking around the area.

He likes to refer to them a bottom feeders, vultures or the classic 'fucking freaks' depending on his mood. With all the media coverage that the case had garnered nation wide, he had hordes of people beating the doors down to see it. Everyone had wanted to see the infamous 'murder motel' where the crazy man and his deranged son had kidnapped all those women and then brutally murdered them. Everyone's favorite place to check out was the old well that had held all the bodies of the victims.

The door suddenly closed and she pushed me to the big hole and in an instant, I fell. I fall and fall like there is no end. “Aaaahh!!!” I shouted because of the never-ending fall. I saw her watching me fall with her cold eyes and emotionless face. I keep on falling like I was falling from a very tall building. The pressure is pulling me down. I don’t know where my falling ends but this is better than getting stuck in a place full of agony and hatred. I keep on falling and falling and falling…

It's not that I hate rain, I just have brought an umbrella. Twenty minutes later, the cab finally came to a halt. "Ma'am, your destination has arrived," the driver said. I gave him a bill of twenty dollars and told him to keep the change, for which I received a big smile and a thank you. Spitting out a soft 'you're welcome', I got out of the cab. A red brick building stood at the far end of the street ahead of us. The twelve-story building looked big enough to cover the whole city. I slowly made my way towards the building.

Making their response slow or practically non-existent. Dawn cracked through the city’s fog ridden skyline. The storm had passed, at least for the meantime, weather reports said that another one was due in three days. H-6 was parked at one of the spire platforms, imposing mile high megastructures that usually held low cost residential blocks for a Megacorp’s temp labor force, contracted employees or “assets” as they were termed legally could find residence in one of the Domes, if they had space. Manila Pacific-Capital held a population of some 50 million cramped into a city scape meant to hold 15 million. “You want any shrimp on that burrito Arbiter?” The stall owner asked, his clothes stain

Eager to immerse herself in the fast-paced business environment of the Big Apple, Luna eagerly accepted the invitation and embarked on her journey to the city that never sleeps. Upon her arrival, Luna was immediately captivated by the iconic skyline of New York City. The towering skyscrapers, such as the Empire State Building and One World Trade Center, symbolized the city's ambition and drive. The streets were alive with a constant flurry of activity, as people from all walks of life hurriedly went about their day.