Rough Stone Rolling Novels & Stories

“MORE STONES! KEEP THEM BACK!” Crescent Moon warriors obeyed in frantic desperation. They hauled massive rocks with shaking arms, several men straining together just to lift one. Sweat poured down their faces. Muscles trembled. Hands slipped. Still, they heaved and released, again and again, sending destruction screaming down from the walls. Stone after stone fell. A boulder smashed into the advancing line, throwing men aside. Another exploded against the ground, sending pieces tearing through flesh. Yet still… The Crimson Blood Pack advanced.

“The Divine Crane?” Master Rocher shouted, “Seems like you’re not entirely ignorant either!” Kayson hastily took a step back. Master Rocher’s feet landed on the ground, and the tiles cracked at the collision. One could see how powerful this kick was based on the fact that the tiles right under his feet had been pulverized.

Diego I threw the stone through the surface of the water. It bounced one, two, three times. It was not enough. I picked another one, used my reflexes to swing it down with my left arm, and threw it again through the surface of the water. I smirked when it bounced six times, I reckoned. I sighed and got tired of playing the rock game, so I squatted down on the huge rock in front of the pristine lake. It was getting dark. The sun is setting beautifully, the lake calmly exposing its beauty in front of my eyes, and nature makes sounds to calm me and relax.

Lin Ming washed the stone with river water and after hesitating for a while, he took out an ax and used its sharp end to hit the stone cube, but the cube remained intact without any scratch. But this was to be expected. The fact that the stone remained intact after Jin Bai Shan and Jia Xuan swallowed it meant that it was incredibly durable. Lin Ming gradually increased the strength of his blows, and in the end, he struck with all his might, But the cube didn't scratch so Lin Minghu was stunned. He expected the stone to be durable, but not to that degree Who made this thing?

I shouted to Sophia and Alex, motioning towards the boulder. With a concerted effort, we threw our weight against the massive rock, straining against its bulk as we fought to dislodge it from its precarious perch. Slowly but surely, it began to move, inching closer and closer to the edge of the ravine. As the creature closed in on us, its hot breath sending shivers down my spine, I braced myself for the final push. With a collective grunt of effort, we sent the boulder tumbling over the edge, watching with bated breath as it crashed down into the ravine below.

SO KEEP READING AND ENJOY ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * “What does this stone do ?” Nick quizzed as Zara swallowed the Stone in her after rubbing it to size it down to a pebble small size.

“Your turn.” I raise an eyebrow. “We’ve gone from swinging blades to throwing rocks now?” Maggi says nothing, and I take that as my cue to just throw. I stand on my feet and feel the stone in my hand. It's light. Yet, I feel the need to throw it with all my might… with my instincts and unrestrained rage towards everything that's going on in my life right now. I take a deep breath and throw the stone. The air shifts. The stone whistles through the darkness like lightning and goes through the tree. The sound it makes is like thunder during a storm. The tree makes a sound… then cracks at the base and crashes to the ground in a cloud of dust.

She can't be the reason he loses his crown. Instead of the whistle, Juniper grabs a handful of dirt and the jagged Moon-Stone. As the rogue leaps, she doesn't shrink away. She thrusts the glowing stone forward. The moment the stone makes contact with the rogue’s chest, a blinding flash of white-violet light explodes. The rogue yelps, a sound of pure shock, and is thrown backward by an invisible force. The forest itself seems to groan, the branches of a nearby oak tree whipping down to block the other rogues from reaching her.

Nothing for a long moment. “What do you think you’re doing?” Selene scoffed. “That won’t work.” She continued but I was too busy to give her the attention she wanted. I pushed down on the branch further, saying silent prayers that it won’t snap into two and then there was a low grinding sound from deep in the rock. And then a shift, gradual and then immediately, and like a miracle, the boulder rolled away; not completely, just far enough to create a gap along the right edge of the pass.

His voice was a low rumble, vibrating with a power that made the very air feel heavy. He didn't shift. He didn't even growl. He simply drew his arm back. With a sudden, explosive snap of his wrist, he launched the stone. It didn't fly like a normal pebble; it moved like a bullet, a blur of grey light that whistled through the air. CRACK.