Novel World Building Novels & Stories

We laugh while looking around the almost empty meeting hall to make sure we weren’t heard. This new reality we are living in has brought about so many changes and compromise. Between the destruction from war and the human population being practically decimated through biological warfare, there wasn’t much of a world left. The humans destroyed each other and a good part of their world warring amongst themselves. Now they live off the land, like they are back in the medieval ages. No running water, no technology, no electricity, and that is only if they were lucky enough to survive. The Hidden World Collective, our leaders, had seen it coming and had started planning decades ago. They gathered

He drew his broken claymore, the rune-etched steel catching the first light of the morning sun. "And the rest of the world?" he asked. "The rest of the world can wait," I said. "We have a family to protect. And a son who needs to learn that in this world, you are either the Architect or the scrap." I walked back into the Kremlin, the heavy doors hissing shut behind me. The silence returned, but it wasn't the silence of peace. It was the silence of a kingdom being born from the ash. The war with the stars was a prologue. The real story was just beginning. And with 112 chapters ahead of us, the world was going to learn that the Architect didn't just build grids.

For the first time, Cathedra had someone who didn't cringe every time she opened her mouth to speak. So this is what having a friend feels like, huh? Cathedra thought to herself. One lunch break, while waiting for Diane underneath the tree, Cathedra was scribbling a draft of her first novel in her notebook. The novel contained the scenes she saw in the storybook, back in her kindergarten days. Since that day at kindergarten, she didn't tell anyone what she saw in the storybooks anymore. The thought of seeing things that other people couldn't still terrified her but she tried hard not to think about it by avoiding any book she can see other than school books and textbooks.

"Flower garden" . it is a normal romance novel , the reason why I hate this novel , because it is a cringey novel with cringey dialogues and the worst case scenario is , I didn't complete the novel , because it annoyed me . But however its a beautiful place where magic exist , it's limited though and in this world they have 2 moons ; one emits golden rays and the other blue rays . As you know ,the title of novel based on the flowers where everyone worship flowers as a symbol of peace and glory of their Kingdom. Here if you don't have a flower garden or maintain it properly , people will considered as you ill- mannered person . They also have church and prophets .

A place where Toby didn't have to sleep with a gun under his pillow. "Do you think it’s possible?" Toby asked, looking out over the valley. "A world where we can just be... us?" I looked at the blueprints in my mind. I saw the violet sparks scattered across the globe, growing brighter every day. I saw the mycelium network spreading beneath the feet of our enemies. I saw a world where the light didn't have to have shadows. "I'm an architect, Toby," I said, leaning my head on his shoulder. "If the world doesn't exist, we just have to build it."

Ivana narrowed her eyes at her. "Cause I'm the writer," Arielle shrugged her shoulders. "Writer?" Ivana cocked her head to the side. "Remember I promised to fess up everything, I think it's time, Ivana, I know it's hard to believe what I'm going to say but please be patient, I'll explain everything to you. The truth is this world is the world I created, in short, we're inside my novel," She confessed.

Let's go eat before the food gets cold“ *screen zooms at the very last page of the bool* A book is not just a piece of paper. It is a whole new world. A different dimension. A teacher that would show you things and teach you. A friend that would comfort you and save you. A vehicle that would bring you to a far far away land without even moving from where you are. Just like a journey filled with thousands of different car. Going to various of places that is very far. Is it a world just like what we have now? Is it a world filled with monsters and enemy? Or perhaps a fantasy world filled with creatures that you can never see in your everyday life? No one would know unless they find it for th

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"The tunnels are our only way in without a massacre. If we rush now, we walk into the trap Arthur has built. We have to trust Vivienne to play the part for forty-eight more hours." ​Roman looked at the map, his eyes tracing the line of the tunnels. ​"Forty-eight hours," Roman breathed. "Forty-eight hours until the Vulture and the Prince find out that the Ghost doesn't just haunt the dark. He owns it." ​In the distance, a thunderclap rolled across the hills, a herald of the storm that was coming for the city. Inside the cathedral of the elite, the "Blinding White Forest" was being built, flower by flower, while beneath the floorboards, the Shadow King was preparing to rise.

’ That’s the point, I don’t know why, that’s why I’m asking you how. ‘I…I didn’t think that could happen.’ Nova frowned. ‘The reality I created neither includes spirits nor the dead; something that I didn’t create shouldn’t be existing in the first place.’ Nova himself was confused by this; the writer of the book himself doesn’t even know what’s going on.