Shards Of Earth Novels & Stories

The countdown hit zero, but the Earth did not simply shatter. It screamed. A deafening, tectonic groan tore through the bedrock of Manhattan. The plaza beneath Jack Sterling’s boots splintered like fragile glass, revealing a terrifying abyss of boiling magma and pulsing, corrupted red light. The planetary drill had done its job. It had pierced the mantle and aggravated the Genesis Seed—a primordial entity slumbering within the Earth’s core. Massive, molten tendrils thicker than skyscrapers erupted from the chasm, reaching toward the sky with a blind, destructive hunger.

All the things I used to look forward to now cut deep into my heart. I quietly slipped into the shadows at the edge of the room without anyone noticing. My whole body was tense, but the tears kept falling despite how disgraceful it was. My chest ached as if it had been torn open. I pulled out my phone and sent my boss a message. "Something urgent came up. I'm leaving early." I got in the car, my mind blank. Suddenly, I remembered what the doctor had said and patted my chest, whispering to myself. "Don't cry… The doctor said I can't have any strong emotions… No crying…"

The spell he whispered drew thick dark drops of liquid leaking from his body, rolling down his arm, and out. "Risthor tiem uhlanor yreit." These miniscule droplets, converged into a long arm-length spiral lake, twisting and circling the white floating rocks, slowly seeping into them, soaking the crystals in deep blackness. These were what Ekron called: The Shards Of Darkness. His darkness. Another snap from his fingers, forced each shard to appear in front of a lord, a supposed demigod he had summon, and so did a key: brilliantly shimmering, fighting off the dark progeny from the shards beside it.

I looked at my family; Mamá with her arm cradled but eyes fierce, Marco pale but standing, Alexander’s hand never leaving mine, Lila’s team battered but unbroken. I smiled, the first real one in what felt like forever. Then the ground trembled. Not an aftershock. A pulse. From below, deep in the earth. The ash in the cavern… we hadn’t seen it all. A single root, thin as a vein, still red, still pulsing, had burrowed deeper, escaping the light. It reached upward, through soil, through concrete. Toward me. The shard was gone. But the seed remembered. And it was calling.

His eyes are bright yellow and his skin has a glassy material jutting out from his hands and joints. “Shard of Chaos, third shard release: Entropy.” Nothing happens for a few seconds, then a star whizzes past at incredible speed, just barely missing Míriel. She rushes to attack him but stops to dodge another wave of asteroids. Then another star. Soon, more. And more things start flying across the system randomly. What is happening?, is what is on my mind. A particularly large star is headed for the battle planet we’re on, but Zeus flew through and destroyed it.

The arrival of the Entropy-Shards signaled the end of the honeymoon period for the Bicameral Sovereignty. It was one thing to share a planet; it was another entirely to defend it against the unraveling of the cosmic fabric. The black snow did not melt. As the Entropy-Shards drifted down from the darkening moon, they struck the sapphire plains with a sound like shattering glass, but instead of breaking, they began to "eat." Wherever a shard landed, the vibrant blue mud of Novus turned into a grey, powdery ash. The molecular bonds of the matter were being systematically unknotted, reduced to a state of zero-information.

This get away is more of a toxins related one. I need to get my mind off this bullshit. Now. S H A T T E R E D "ASSHOLE!" I grunted while laying another punch to the jocks now broken, bloody, damaged face. He was almost knocked out cold on the dirty alleyway ground as I kept his body pinned down which was almost two times bigger than mine. He pissed me off at the wrong time. I looked up for a split second during my chain of punches and that's when I saw it. The red and blue flashing lights.

Jarek shifts mid-leap, tearing into the shadows, but they’re endless. “Run!” Ryland barks, grabbing Selene’s arm. We sprint through the crumbling fortress, the shadows closing in. Selene clutches the shard, her glow flickering. “We’re not going to make it,” she gasps. “Yes, we are,” I growl, shifting to shield her. The shadows surge, their touch like ice. --- **The Third Shard** The final shard lies in the northern mountains, hidden in the tomb of the First Alpha. The air is thin, the cold biting.

The air shimmered, distorted by heat and magic. She dismounted, her boots sinking into scorched soil still warm beneath her feet. Ahead, the crater steamed , wide, deep, and glowing from within. Sienna stepped forward, drawn by something she couldn’t resist. At the crater’s center lay the shard , a massive fragment of translucent crystal, humming with the same pulse as her wrist. It was beautiful, terrible, alive. Her fingers twitched. She should have feared it. Every instinct screamed to stay back. Yet the closer she drew, the more the world seemed to fade , sound dulling, color draining, until only the shard remained, a beacon in the void.

It's not enough," Leo said. He was staring at the walking cities on the screen. "They have shields," Leo said. "Null shields. Our bullets will turn to dust before they hit the walls." "Then what do we do?" I asked. Leo looked at the Spire above us. "We need to wake up the rest of the family." "Family?" I asked, confused. "You're an only child, Leo." "Not me," Leo said. "The Star." He pointed to the map. To the deep earth. "The Northern Core wasn't alone. Elena guards the Southern Shard. But there are others. The old network. The Lay Lines connect them all." He looked at me with eyes that were suddenly very old. "If I can link the Core to the grid... I can pull power from every dormant shard