Rift World Novels & Stories

Even if someone passed by, it would be impossible to discover them, especially considering the Riftfluxes were just floating in the sky. "What do you mean?" Adrian asked. "I've heard rumors that there are people in Wasteland who can control fierce beasts. As long as you have enough chrystals, you can do whatever you want here," Bucky explained. Adrian looked to Pompilio, who said, "It's all nonsense. Riftfluxes are fierce beasts, and we're all terrified when we see them. No one can tame them. It's probably just a rumor." Adrian hoped it was true. Regardless of its authenticity, he told everyone to go to sleep. He sat alone at the cave entrance. He peered outside and glanced at the carriage t

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

“I’m not sure why you’re being so difficult, Wulfric, but the rogue you're housing in your pack is my fated mate, and as she's my mate, I’d like to take her back to my pack. I will not leave until I accomplish what I came here to do. I think you can understand my predicament. And if I have to break the alliance and start a war over this, I will. Not that I want to, as I, until this point, have seen you as a friend.” “First of all, Adalwolf, the rogue is not just property that gets handed over from person to person. So if that’s what you fucking think, then I am definitely not bringing her anywhere near you. Second of all, that rogue you are speaking of also happens to be my sister. And you a

Tristan's eyes widen in disbelief and almost freaked out but was able to control himself. "What!? Mages can do that too?" "It is an innate ability that does not rely on mana, like yours. It is a rare occurrence that is common to the inhabitants of their village. Every decade, one is born among them. And I am certain, there are two of them in this place right now." Akraien is a remote village that is not under any Kingdom's rule. They live an independent life until just recently, when Felix was on his way back to the Kingdom from the Dragon Sanctuary, he noticed that the village is no longer inhabited for reasons unknown.

Long claws dig into the dry dirt. The three massive mystical wolves meet the astonished gazes of the villagers. Pearl sighed at the beautiful landscape to her right. The river appeared still, yet she flowed under the thinnest of ice, awaiting the gentle touch of the sun. Though the air bore only coldness and the ground was almost frozen once more, they glittered with the gift of each nascent ray.

drainging…. The winds started blowing violently causing the Golden shifters to waver from their position. A great eye was created in front of Wang and the winds started roaring as it rushed towards the eye. Soon, the Golden Shiters started getting sucked into the vortex of the huge circling mass of wind. *What is this?* *What is happening?* *No!I can’t resist anymore. I feel like I am being dragged into the eye.* *Master, Alex…. Save us…*

she completed, and I tried to calm down. As soon as the whistle was blown, Alex and Raphael ran at each other and began to fight. Alex picked Raphael up and slammed him to the ground. We felt it on the ground. Alex had a good start and was beating Raphael. I did not know what happened, but Raphael rushed at Alex and Alex fell to his knees. The impact wasn't enough to cause Alex to fall, and soon I started feeling a familiar sensation in my veins. ."Wolfsbane!" I yelled.

"This is not your fight." Evryn took a hesitant step backward, but something deep inside her stirred. There was a connection between her and the rift—a pull she couldn’t ignore. She could feel the energy in the air, crackling, alive, calling to her. It was as though the rift had sensed her presence, recognized her as its key. The creature before them, too, seemed to be aware of it. Its gaze flicked between Evryn and the rift, its body tensing as if preparing for something monumental.

She went to the meeting room next and found him sitting behind the desk with a map laid out on the table while Kairav stood beside him. "Where have you been?" Rick asked. "You ran off in the middle of the night and left Frank with Kairav? Frank is your responsibility, Willow." She stepped in, closed the door, and explained the last eight hours to them. "There is a place called Hieroland, which is predominantly inhabited by mages and witches but it also has a small population of vampires. The vampires under the prince of Hieroland are willing to fight for our cause." Rick straightened in his chair and frowned.

He whispered to me hoarsely, his forehead pressed against mine. “My pleasure,” I told him and finally brought myself to step away from him."Let's go." I led the way towards the battlefield, but in my mind, I connected with my people. Charge of plans. Rhys's P.O.V: "My pack has about three hundred and ninety three wolves, cubs included. It's located in Saudi Arabia, south of Nizwa, on the brink of the Wahiba Sands. The place is called 'Jever' which probably means jewels in Hindi. And my pack is called the WildRain, which...I think you already know, since my warriors already spilled the beans on everything."