Rift In Space Novels & Stories

After leaving the Divine Genesis World, James and the rest traversed the gray spaces rapidly. It was unknown how long they traveled. It seemed to be a short while but also a long while. All of a sudden, a spatial rift appeared. “It’s a spatial rift,” shouted Quattro. The rift flashed across the gray space. James and the others chased after it immediately and entered the rift. Upon entering the crack, an incomplete world appeared in their sights. The world was full of lightning. Lightning bolts filled the sky, forming a sea of lightning.

“Let her lose it. The Rift wants hunger. Give it something to choke on.” The words should have been a warning. Instead, they were a match struck against dry tinder. We rounded a bend and the fissure widened into a cavern lit by a single vein of liquid silver that poured from the ceiling like a waterfall frozen mid-cascade. The light bathed everything in a ghostly glow. Cael’s sharp cheekbones, the sweat beading at Auren’s throat, the way my own chest rose and fell too fast. The Wraiths had vanished. For now. The Rift was playing a different game.

K-9 said. Jake dragged a hand over his short hair. Fuck. He owed Rancid this much. “Fine. How long?” “However long it lasts or until the threat against her goes away,” Nitro said. Jake sighed. “Can you guys give me at least a week to buy some furniture?” “Sure thing, Wrath. You can pick her up on Friday,” Bandit said. “Now that that’s sorted out, I think we need to introduce Wrath to some sweet butts tonight. You need to get your dick wet, man,” K-9 said, with a grin.

"They're not real, they're not…" But she could still hear them below, smelling her and waiting. From up here, the world stretched in every direction, ruined and glowing under the fractured sky. Fires burned in the distance and beyond the city, she could see where the land itself had cracked open, massive spaces glowing with crimson light and above it all… a tear. A rift, wide as the horizon. Something peaked through it, light or maybe darkness, she couldn't tell and the air shimmered where it touched, as if the laws of nature couldn't decide what they were anymore.

Kieran said and as if on cue, two helicopters carrying red containers dropped a large mass of Rejected right in front of the various open Rifts. More and more Rejected lunged into the Rifts. In fact, all the invaders were dead by now and the only activity were the infected entering deep into Saturn’s world. The Rifts did not close and the result was more Rejected running through it. I watched this for over thirty minutes and by this time, even we were running out of Rejected to use. I felt a quick vibration run through me and then a shivering cold. “He is closing it,” I announced in relief.

work. I tried to pivot, to shield Rita with my back, but the butt of a tactical rifle connected with the base of my skull. The world didn't go black immediately; it dissolved into a sickening, swirling gray. I felt Rita being torn from my grip, her scream the last thing I heard before the floor rose up to meet me. I woke up to the smell of ozone and rust. I tried to stretch, but my knuckles hit cold, unforgiving metal. My knees hit the same. I was upright, pinned in a space so narrow I couldn't even draw a full breath. It was a vertical metal box, a coffin for the living, standing on end.

"Gideon Frost, you truly have become vicious. Fine. Since you protect this evil spirit's remains so dearly, then you will personally burn them to ashes to cleanse the bad luck from Adrian's body." Father trembled all over and stared at Mother in disbelief. "Seraphina, have you forgotten why you are alive today? My sister traded her life for yours. Have you forgotten all of it? "How dare you treat her like this? How dare you!" The courtyard fell silent. Only Adrian's groans drifted faintly from the rooms beyond. Mother drew a breath. Her brows tightened with impatience. "Must you cling to something from so many years ago? "She is already dead. How can a dead ghost compare to Adrian's living l

“That’s floating over a pit of screaming space.” “Stars don’t scream, Rhaenan.” “They scream at me.” Lira let out a long sigh and strode back to my side, planting her hands on her hips. “You have wings.” “That’s not the point.” “You could fall and still land on your feet.” I crossed my arms. “Maybe. Or maybe I plummet through a crack in the cosmos and end up as a very fashionable smear on the side of a comet.” “You’re being dramatic,” she muttered, grabbing my sleeve. “Come on. One step. I promise it won’t shatter like your ego.”

★𝕬𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖆 The trip through the Rift felt instantaneous a violent, blinding elemental reset. One moment, I was anchored by my father's Fire, the next, I was suspended in a cold, chaotic violet void. I emerged onto the flight deck of Zeva's vessel, which was currently locked down on a spongy, shifting continent of inverted Earth. The air was filled with a deep, chilling cold that emanated from the constant, stable Fire that glowed in the distance the alien sun.

Alex said as he moved out of the waterfall. He set me on the ground after we reached the land. BOOM! There was a huge explosion causing me to stagger backward. Alex held me preventing my fall. Huge clouds of vapor erupted clouding our vision. The temperature rose higher and higher till it had reached a scalding level. Alex enveloped us in a shield of energy to protect us from the impact of detonation. When the clouds finally cleared there was nothing left. The waterfall had vaporized and the Fire Cube had vanished. It was as if there never had been a waterfall before.