Shards Of Earth Novels & Stories

“Aren't skinwalkers…?” “Evil like the videos you see on the Internet? No, those are miss named shape shifters and I think that's why the ones here at the school are so secretive. Anyway those are all the different shifter types that I know of here. A lot of them have smaller populations and are scattered all over.”

Buppig and Hyacinth find a spot to be by themselves, but unfortunately, I could hear Hyacinth’s giggling and exclaiming and Buppig’s grunting for several hours before they finally fell asleep. The next day, we take off again. When we reach the ravine, I have everyone stay back as I approach. When I get to the edge, I look down, searching for Shengis and Haijen. As I search, Hera pushes forward, helping me to look. And that’s when I see it. More earth than animal. ‘Buppig was right, they blend into the earth.’ Hera says. ‘Is that one of them?’ I ask, pointing. ‘I don’t think so. Do you think there are more of them, more that have become one with the earth.’

merging her steam-tech with the Nebula-Shard’s star-glass. Julian would remain the "Core," his integrated Sentience-Zero acting as the ship’s engine and the team’s link to the Source. The Boarding of the Shard The Nebula-Shard wasn't a ship in the way the Luna-Bolt had been. It was a fragment of a collapsed star, honed into a jagged, aerodynamic needle. There were no stairs, only "Gravity-Lifts" that responded to the intent of the passenger. As the Feral Six stepped onto the bridge, the walls of the ship turned transparent. They didn't see the valley; they saw the Folding of Space. The Sovereign Valley shrank into a tiny, sapphire marble before vanishing into a smear of light.

“No… this isn’t residual energy.” Another tremor. Stronger. Ethan felt it too. But not like before. Not through a network. Not through power. Through instinct. “This isn’t the Shadow,” he said. Kael nodded slowly. “No.” A pause. “It’s something else.” --- The Fractured World Far beyond the sanctuary walls— The land itself began to shift. Not violently. But unnaturally. Sections of the earth flickered—like broken reflections, phasing in and out of alignment with reality.

Considering that they’ve been reduced to a smaller quantity, Michelle guessed they wouldn’t last long out in the open. She closed her right eye when the sound of breaking china echoed, even louder than the clap of thunders. Her heart started beating fast when the barrier’s fragments pelted away, showering down together with the spears. The moment the barrier was gone, the three Quarters wobbled, shaking as though there’s a selective earthquake going on. And just like that, it shattered into tiny bits. The place had then been filled with rain quite odd to be referred to as such. Instead of the normal water, it utilized thousands of spears and the fragments of both the Quarter and the barrier.

“The shard, use it! It’s tied to the beast!” I fumbled with the pouch, my fingers trembling as I pulled out the obsidian shard. Its surface was hotter now, almost scalding, the red veins flaring with a hunger that made my skin crawl. I’d studied relics like this for years, piecing together their secrets in quiet libraries, but this was no dusty artifact.

(gesturing to the room) “—this is war. And in war, there are no second chances.” Before Sienna could respond, the sound of shattering glass filled the room. Both of them turned toward the window just as a shadow moved in the darkness. Enzo grabbed Sienna, his voice sharp. “Get down!” The crack of gunfire echoed through the room as chaos erupted around them.

A single chair waited beside it like a friend who didn’t talk too much. There was an extra bunk above, mostly untouched except for the soft blankets folded into a square and the box I used in keeping notes of the special gifts that my father always gave me . My earbuds rested beside my pillow, quiet and loyal. Whenever I put them, all those burdensome thoughts and worries vanished into thin air . I called it my little paradise.The one place where the world stayed outside and nothing was too loud. I didn’t even know I was smiling a little... until the knock came.

Inside, glowing faintly in the gloom, were hundreds of jagged, obsidian shards—the same material that was currently consuming Kael’s body. "They aren't just siphoning wealth, Bernard," Julian whispered, lifting one of the shards. It hummed in his hand, a vibration that resonated with the phantom ache in his own chest. "They are manufacturing the blight. They are building an army." Bernard’s face went white in the faint, violet light of the shards. "An army, sire? Against whom?" Julian looked up the tunnel, toward the deep, rhythmic thrumming that seemed to vibrate through the very foundations of the earth—the sound of the Heart, beating once more.

Mia says as she walks past the three of us, Tank right behind her. I nod to Finn and Loki to follow, and we all leave the cave as the sun begins to rise. I watch as Mia carefully sets her down, the sunlight touching Shelby’s skin slowly. “Where does it hurt?” she asks. Shelby groans, pointing to her ribs. I watch as Mia lifts up her shirt and looks; her ribs are bruised and possibly broken. “How log have you two been down there?” I ask, and Mia answers before they can. “Two days. They were playing when there was a cave in.”