Spiral Novels & Stories

Not bone, not flesh, something in between. The Spiral wasn’t the curse, It was the lock, and they had just broken it.

Weather marks. But when I stepped closer, the shape emerged. A spiral. Carved into the rock so long ago it had nearly worn smooth. Its lines were shallow but precise, cut in a perfect curl like a seed folding in on itself. I crouched without thinking, one hand bracing against the earth as I leaned in. My fingers hovered over the shape. Nothing answered. No hum. No heat beneath the skin. Not even the pull that used to rattle through my spine when the spiral called.

“There’s a symbol further down the room, near the edge of the door. It looks like a spiral. Spirals often represent paths or cycles in old languages. It could indicate that we need to follow a specific path or a process we have to follow.” “Maybe the spiral represents the cave’s layout,” the warrior suggested. “Perhaps if we follow a particular route, it will lead us to what we need. But we might need to go through a cycle to get there.” Cayla looked at the warrior. “You said you’d seen similar symbols before. Do you remember anything about how they might fit together?”

It was then that I learned the truth. The so-called big foreign corporation that Aaron had introduced was actually a scam syndicate. At first, they paid a large deposit to Allison’s company, leading everyone to believe that the deal had been finalized. However, the source of the deposit was unclear, and the money was suspected to have been laundered. Now, Interpol traced the case back to Allison. This situation had escalated significantly, and the day before the police arrived, Aaron had fled. Before leaving, he even embezzled all the cash from Allison's company.

She hid back and thought, If no one is with him, then it must be the 'Spirala. Spirala was a kind of magical communication where one drew spiral lines at the lower nape of their necks to call out for the person they wanted to communicate with. After each line, there was always a unique sign for each person. Only aristocrats and royals could use this type of magic. It was no surprise that Karras could use it because he was the son of one of the noble families in Baltras.

They were read, somehow, by those who visited the space, each one finding meaning in the silence that surrounded them. Ren, inspired by the spiral’s journey, added a whisper to her loop: “The spiral doesn’t promise return. It just offers movement—if you choose it.” Her words were a reminder that life was a journey, a series of choices and experiences that shaped who we were. Franc, captivated by Ren’s insight, painted the quote into the mural’s corner, small and faint, just there for those who leaned close enough.

I said, waiting for him to think of how to reply me. "That word, is...it's the list of the special people in my life" he said, looking at me to be sure I'm with him. "It consists of five person's name. People I will always love. People I can die for, people that I can cry for if they get hurt or if they leave me" he said and I nodded my head as I understand that these people are really important to him but letter N isn't in the word which means Natalie isn't there.

"Well that's from the guard with the helmet. And that is from the other guy. Oh and I got this nasty spider bite." "Was it a Garlock?" "I don't know, it was a big gross spider." Alex shuddered. "Probably wasn't. Those things are really rare. They're pretty delicious if prepared correctly." "That is so disgusting." She grimaced. "They disappeared over the last ten cycles when some teenagers found out that they can make you fight better. They all went crazy though." Weylin turned his chair back around to the controls. Alex took her jacket off and grabbed a rag and water. Jack had finished expelling the contents of his stomach. She rolled him back up on the couch and set his head on her lap. Af

People were confused about the happenings as things like this has never happened before, She raised her right hand to the sky this time, her eyes has turned to red as her body shook in terror "I Princess Shebba of Harlet Moon Pack Reject you Eden Arastol as my mate, I strip myself of every mate bond and connection I have with you, I reject you a thousand times" She ended dangerously and brought down her hand. Pain shook through me as I felt electrocuted, I fell on my knees in pain, as the mate bond stripped and left my body. Only my groans can be heard. My face was forcefully held up, as I look to see its the Betta's daughter