The City Of Atlantis Novels & Stories

Zoran was livid before tremblingly pointed at Rachel’s back and yelled. However, Rachel was long gone. … Meanwhile, in the New World’s Atula City. Atula City was located at the westernmost corner of the New World. At the moment, tradesmen and merchants were coming and going in an endless stream at the Atula City’s gates. The main streets of Atula City were bustling with life too. Atop the city tower, a few guards were leaning lazily against it under the sun feeling sleepy. “Quickly, look! What’s that?”

We have no idea if there are Atlantians inside or if it's operating on auto-pilot mode. Niklaus's eyes widened in shock, his mind reeling from the revelation. *A mother ship? Do you mean, Atlantis was an extraterrestrial civilization? and, you are 200 years older than I am.* Niklaus says with laughter. King Abatrose's image smiled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Yes, my young friend. We were not from this world. Our technology was far more advanced than anything on Earth. We tried to coexist with the humans, but their greed and ambition drove them to violence. Our Queen, in her grief and wisdom, hid our ship, the city of Atlantis, at the bottom of the oce

" The gray gloom outside the viewport began to shift. The endless flat plain of the abyss gave way to jagged black peaks the Mid-Atlantic Ridge, the spine of the world. And nestled between the volcanic peaks, glowing with a faint, dying luminescence, was the city. It wasn't the Atlantis of fairy tales. There were no marble columns or golden statues. It was a fortress of star-metal. Massive, angular spires rose from the sea floor, piercing the dark water like needles. They were built from the same iridescent, black-blue metal as the blast doors in Sanctuary, but on a scale that made our city look like a village. Bridges of glass connected the towers. It was silent. Dead. A metropolis that had

Lucas said and he was still grinning. "You're always excited." Gen. "This is our first time," Alucard promised. "I know bro, I'm excited to see the land," Clint promised with a smile. "Of course, all of us are excited," Alice promised. "I am more excited than you guys," Franco commented. "Shut it, Franco." Jules is Sita. "......" Denver. "......" Cayden. "Why was it called Sunken' City of Atlantis?" I still ask them. Of course, I heard about it in greek mythology and, strangely, the name of the place became that. Just the same?

I gave my pack a weak smile reassuring them I was fine now and stayed focused on our Alpha. "I know you are all wondering why were are here tonight as we, the Blue Moon pack, don't do many of these pack meetings. We are a peaceful small pack after all." The crowd cheered at our Alphas words. "But being so small we need alliances so we have agreed with the Midnight Warrior pack to help them with anything for their alliance as they are the largest Warrior pack in the world." I knew it!

I’d shatter, become the monster I despised—my father’s spitting image, a man who’d let his own ambition and greed fuel his endless vendettas against his own family, raging against the world until nothing remained but echoes of what he’d destroyed. I couldn’t let that darkness claim me. Not when she was my light. To turn in to a man who’d waged his own wars with himself and ended up alone. The scene shifted, the holograms expanding into a panoramic view of Atlantis in its prime. Concentric rings of water and land gleamed under a golden sun, towers of orichalcum piercing the sky. Crowds cheered in vast plazas, red flowers blooming in crystal gardens, their essence fueling machines that lifted

The world had ended two years ago, and somehow, Jesse still hadn’t died. He blamed Marcus for that. Marcus, with his stupid muscles, gorgeous face, and unwillingness to die no matter how many zombies tried to use his guts as an offal meal. They were holed up in a half-collapsed roadside motel in Nowhere, Nebraska. The sky outside was smeared with blood-red clouds and ash. Their last meal had been nearly expired protein bars and something that might’ve been squirrel or worst—a sewer rat.

Kleir supplied the latter a little-known information which made the two stop bickering. Thras was the second largest city in the continent. Unlike the scenic beauty of their land, the said city was covered in snow half of the year due to its close proximity to the Great Ice of the Northern Cap. Because of this, people there are also has snow white like skin, the lightest color of skin to ever exist in the world of man. “ your master wants me to marry the people of Thras!?! Are you truly kidding me right now, father? Mother? “ the news was beyond her expectation, Utopia can't help but to question her parents for that.

Yet another fantasy Prologue Legora, the largest capital city in the world. Once one of nine, now there are four. We had lost five cities in the great calamity. Creatures from god knows where poured in from a tear in the earth. A dimensional tear in space and time the men of science called it, but really who the fuck knows? All I know is they were bigger, stronger, looked nothing like us and they outnumbered us hundred to one.

Lucas said and he was still grinning. "You're always excited." Gen. "This is our first time," Alucard promised. "I know bro, I'm excited to see the land," Clint promised with a smile. "Of course, all of us are excited," Alice promised. "I am more excited than you guys," Franco commented. "Shut it, Franco." Jules is Sita. "......" Denver. "......" Cayden. "Why was it called Sunken' City of Atlantis?" I still ask them. Of course, I heard about it in greek mythology and, strangely, the name of the place became that. Just the same?