Skye Rubble Novels & Stories

Elena sat on her favourite chair at Amigo Garden right beside the waterfall. She picked the tiny pebbles around her throwing them into the waterfall, watching them drown. It had always been something that managed to take her mind off things temporarily. It was like watching her troubles drown with the stone. Her backpack was still hugging her tightly as she was still in her uniform. The day’s events kept on replaying in her mind. “Elena," Luke called out walking over. He was still in the outfit from earlier- dark blue jeans and a grey t-shirt except that he now had a black hoodie on too.

He pulled on the new black denim before slipping on his shoes and going out of the house. ‘You’re such a stalker, Zane. I can see why our mate would like to reject us without listening to our side of the story,’ Zack taunted as Zane snarled at his statement. ‘Don’t you play with the rejection, little boy! Not now when you and I both know that Scarlet didn’t want the rejection. I can sense her sadness when Samantha said it last night. It was high time for us to remind them of what they might be missing if they reject us outright without getting to know us better,’ Zane stated as Zack connected his mind link with Caleb. He was asking for permission to go into town—discreetly, of course—to gain

He laughed hysterically as he found relief that he didn't need to think that much about it now. Luna was gawking at the creature who let loose of a loud guffaw in front of her. It sounded so terrifying. Even with the chilly air and raindrops touching her skin, beads of sweat still managed to form on her arms as panic started to rise in her chest again. "Stand up now Luna." ❇❇❇ Schnek was approaching the laughing Fragado while carrying his capsule. He saw a being on the ground. "A normal?"

​Thorne’s POV ​The Scrapyard at midnight was a landscape of jagged shadows and the mournful sound of wind whistling through hollowed-out metal. We traveled in a small convoy—myself, Winnie, Silas, and a dozen of the Vanguard’s best scavengers. We moved with the lights off, relying on the bioluminescent moss and the faint, blue glow of Silas’s shard-lantern to guide the way. ​“The Sky-Whale is in Sector 7,” I whispered into the comms. “Near the edge of the Toxic Sink. Keep the filters on. The air out there is literal poison.”

Becca’s POV ‘They won’t stop coming, ' Skye yelled while plunging fist into the throat of a creature that looked like a rabbit-toad hybrid. ‘We’ll take them, we can take them,” Cole rasped back with a wolfish snarl. “Bad idea wolf boy” Skye retorted,fizzing through the arena with the speed of a man bullet.”They won’t die. If we continue like this, we’ll be the ones to die here”

Jacob raised one finger. "Here's the deal. You people haven't figured out who's backing Felix either, right? This situation's getting out of hand. So if the Ruin Order is willing to give me one Skystone, I'll cash in the biggest favor I've ever owed. With that, I guarantee we'll have Felix's location within a week." A Skystone? Scorpia nearly lost her temper. That was a rare treasure used by martial artists in Domain Realm to break through into Planar Realm. It was incredibly valuable, yet he had the nerve to ask for that?

“You told me once you were addicted to my face. Said it was your drug. Well… it’s gone now. Just scars. So please—go find someone whole.” “I’m so sorry, Jake…” Ariana choked out. “Sorry?” I laughed bitterly, my head shaking. “I wish sorry could fix it.” And then—something warm touched me. A hand. Small. Soft. Real. It was Liz. I knew how her hands felt. “Jake…” Her voice was soft, trembling. Her eyes were dripping with tears, but she didn’t look away. She wasn’t afraid. She wasn’t disgusted. She was just… there. She touched my scars like they were nothing, tracing them without being disgusted.

He shut his eyes. The lantern flame flickered, throwing long shadows across the walls. The shack remained silent except for the soft crackle of the fire and the distant howl of wind outside. Skye stood motionless near the door, chest tight, eyes closed, carrying the weight of Scarlett’s name like a wound that would never heal. The weight of what he had lost—of what he had helped destroy—settled over the room like frost.

Thank you all for reading my book. This is my second book on good novel and I hope you all enjoy it. 'Quagmire' is a romance novel which possesses a lot of twists, turns, complications but still enough romance to keep it interesting and thrilling. The book is an entire work of fiction and is not intended to make mockery or downgrade any kind of individual.

Every police station and fire station was empty, and the streets, filled, vehicles moving from one street to another, making sure they were empty. They watched the portal movement for a while until it stopped somewhere in byrant Park. It just sat there for a second and stopped pulling things in. Objects started pouring out of the portal instead, and seconds later, it was gone. "Someone tell my driver to bring my car around." Mr Skye said. "I'm going down there to check this out." Without another word, Nathan walked out of the room, leaving hundreds of people staring at their screens, confused. He walked down the hall and took the elevator down to the lobby.