Pompeii Novels & Stories

Pompeii burned. Even miles away, Amara could still taste the smoke on her tongue. It clung to her hair, her skin, and the threads of her soul. She watched from the private suite in Luca’s Neapolitan fortress — perched high above the city like a raven over ruins. She hadn't spoken much since they returned. She didn’t have to. Luca had seen what Pompeii did to her. But what haunted her more was the silence that came after.

"Let us go to my favorite cafe, shall we?" Marco charmingly asked. I nodded. I began taking random pictures of people and the environment as we walked. A wide smile was on my lips. Marco took me by hand once again. I noticed a cafe in sight. Panella. What a beautiful name, to be honest. It had a window display of intricate dough sculptures shaped like the Colosseum and other Rome icons. The outside sitting area had patio chairs and tables. It was draped in colorful shade-giving flowers, giving off a beautiful setting to take coffee.

I squealed as the golf cart started moving. "This is the Colosseum. It is the largest amphitheatre of ancient Rome. It was commissioned by the emperor Vespasian in the 70-72AD" I stared at the Colosseum and it was truly amazing. We stepped out of the cart to look around as the tour guide showed us inside. I took out my phone, and took a picture of Ethan and I standing by it. I snapped the Colosseum. After some minutes of taking pictures and looking around we entered the golf cart again. "Next, we see the Piazza Venezia or you can call it the Venice square. It was built by the veteran cardinal, Pietro Barbo alongside the church of saint mark." Once again we stepped out of the cart and took pi

Lucius squinted at one slab after the other. Porcius taunted him. “You won’t be able to read any of that etched markings.” “I know,” Lucius replied, not making eye contact with him. Porcius continued, “Ever see anything like that by the mouth of Ostia?” “No,” Lucius admitted. “Ah Ostia,” Porcius lamented like he loved the port to the sea. “The bottom end of the toilet bowl that is Mare Nostrum. That musta been fun growing up in that smelly place.”

"I'm good. How are you?" "The usual". I replied. "Usual is code for good or bad?" I laughed hitting her a little."It's code for i'm going to be good". She looked at me intensely for a spilt second then looked away when I brought my eyes to hers. "The play you'll be doing is the Romeo and Juliet one.... Rume and Jesumiyen" "Who's Jesumiyen?". "I was trying to get Bevy to do it but it didn't work out so I guess that's me ".

Shing— A thick beam of white light shot through the clouds, causing anything within a hundred-meter radius to shake vigorously. Alex noticed that the cannon was aiming at the largest divine mountain within Pompeii, floating in the air at the time. Although there wasn’t anyone living there, it used to be one of the famous divine sanctuaries in Pompeii Fairyland. Several auspicious beasts were roaming around, along with countless spiritual beasts too. Just then, the large divine mountain was demolished by the bombs, as it was an extremely powerful law power cannon after all.

I slammed the table. "This is not funny," I said, each word slowly. "Like Atlantis, no one made it out alive. At least that's what the stories say, and that's not the only city that sank, neither was it the only city that God destroyed. This isn't going to be like Atlantis; this is going to be like Pompeii. Everybody's going to die," I said, and the men fell silent. "Do you think they're bombs there right now?" I asked. Being that they moved the bombs earlier today, I would say they're probably just fixing them. They'll have to dig deep, at least 20 ft into the ground, meaning they're most likely getting earth-moving equipment.

The walk into the village would have been a quiet one if the villagers were not abandoning their homes to follow them. It was a small village, probably consisting of five or six households. Compared to Ame, these people were lanky and could need proper nutrition. "We are here," Ejima's captor said when they came before the biggest building in the little village. Trees and leaves grew out of its body, either for fashion or for support, Ejima could not say. At each edge of the building, white stones were used to create creatures of different shapes and sizes. It was a written language, one which Ejima could not decipher. The aura about the building also portrayed the authority and the power it

The vines are crawling into his body, next thing he knows he was suspended upside-down in the air. "Don't tolerate him, Tay. It would be dangerous to mess with the balance. Gods mingling with humans is unheard of. Not in their celestial form." Emett's eyes twinkled as he shoved Ava’s hand away from his mouth. "When in Rome, do as Romans do, right?" The two girls' jaws dropped while Thade gave him a sign of approval.

And their sons were the victims of the hatred that was taking over between them. When Romeo and Julius fell for each other, they did not know that they were starting a war. They never knew that the spark of affection that was burning between them could set the whole villages alight. There Romeo was fighting for his life after he had been brutality attacked by a group of men and boys of the Dlamini clan. He was in great pain when a flash of memory crossed his mind. "Julius", he thought to himself. Once the name 'Julius' rang in her head, he panicked. Everything was blur. His memory could not collect everything that was happening around him. The name of Julius was the only thing he remembered.