My Drill Will Pierce The Heavens Novels & Stories

My twin brother looked like a god of the sun, his white-hot fire leaking from his skin in wisps of golden steam. "The Grey Erase doesn't wait for councils, sister!" Lucien shouted over the gale. "If we don't reach the tundra within the hour, we won't be leading an army. We’ll be leading a graveyard of statues!" I took a deep breath, reaching for the golden sap in my marrow. I pushed the warmth down into the stone platform, letting the Hallowed resonance hum through the mountain. A massive silver-furred drake, its eyes glowing with a soft sapphire light, detached itself from the shadows and lowered its head before me.

The way Isabelle's body was responding to his movements was so sweet, so perfect, as always… even better. At that point, while he was sinking even more into her while reuniting his spirit with that of the woman he loved, Shawn realized that heaven could come out of hell, that from pain happiness could be born, that from death one could come back to life. Nothing was impossible for two souls so profoundly in love. There was still so much love to be done, to be found in their hearts and it would have been there for all eternity. - THE END -

“It sounds silly.” Matthew shook his head as he took her hand with a boyish smile on his face. “It’s not silly as long as we take all chances given to us by the heavens,” he said gently. “Think of it as us trying it out just for fun. Besides, the doctor said that a little more fresh air would do you some good. Think of this as humoring me for a bit, all right?”

Too dangerous. A powerful sword slashed downward, tearing through the vacuum of space. Dylan's forehead was covered in beads of sweat, his eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were growing quickly, and blood was beginning to flow from the corners of his eyes and mouth. His eyes were bloodshot. His teeth were growing quickly. Dylan was squeezing his power to the breaking point to break open the gap that existed between the various sections of space. As long as he was able to do that, the space and any traces of the two of them would be dispersed across billions of other dimensions, making it extremely difficult for Drake to locate any evidence of them.

she coughed and blood sprayed everywhere. Sitting cross-legged with her back against the mountain surface, she looked up to the sky. A buzzard was circling above them and she knew certain death was imminent. If help didn’t arrive soon, she and Shiloh were going to be bird food. “Shiloh," she whispered. "Get us help.” He moved his eyes toward her, slowly lifted his head, tilted it back and howled once more. Before dropping his head and closing his eyes for the last time.

They seemed oblivious to the fact that they had just lost their friends, merely treating the dead spiders as sustenance to feed on. Tracy muttered a string of chants. "Oh, mighty Lord of the Holy Illuminati, please grant me the strength of the holy light!" Just as the words rang through the air, a ray of holy light shot down from the heavens. It enveloped Tracy completely as he continued muttering chants. Multiple pillars of light appeared from the heavens and struck the surrounding spiders as they exploded and fell to the ground in pieces.

he declared, a proclamation that echoed with the arrogance of one who believed victory was inevitable. In the dimly lit basement, the entrance to our tunnel beckoned like a lifeline. With a surge of determination, we opened the concealed opening of the tunnel, the cool darkness offering refuge from the chaos above. The tunnel stretched before us like a path to salvation, a narrow passageway leading away from the impending storm. As we navigated the winding tunnel with the little strength we had left, the distant echo of an explosion reverberated through the earth. Jake had activated the grenade, unleashing a controlled chaos in the room where Draxler stood.

Trust us! Thorne swung down from the sky, his golden claws shining. "Every bond, every heartbeat..." Hold on tight!"" Draven attacked out of the darkness at just the right time. "Moonbound will test everything. You have to be strong through every spark, every bond, and every pulse."

The deafening, grinding screech of fracturing concrete filled the narrow trench as the high-powered laser drill completed its circular cutting sequence. Fissures of blinding blue light spiderwebbed across the heavy structural slab directly above their heads, raining down a violent shower of sharp stone fragments and choking white dust. The ten-ton ceiling was dropping.

She was the weapon. “Find the breach, Kael”, her voice whispered in the back of my mind. It wasn't a hallucination. It was a direct link, a tether made of the same violet light that bound her to the stone. The northern drill is the anchor. If you take it down, the feedback loop will destroy their grid. "We move now," I commanded, and the authority in my voice made even Silas flinch. "We don't use the paths. We move through the roots."