The Glass Wall Book Novels & Stories

I screamed. Thankfully the wall was there to support me, I held on to it firmly, scared I would fall off. I have completely lost my mind, how will I fall off when there is a wall to stop me? Chuckling softly, I placed my hand on my chest. I totally forgot that the walls are made of glass. Just then, a sparkling thing on the floor caught my attention. Wow the floor is made of darklike see through glass. Looking intently, I saw different beautiful fish.

She passed the report to Nevin like it was a hot potato. Nevin's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he read it. He could not fathom how I could be so chill. How did I turn into such a mess in just five short years? His eyes were a tornado of turmoil, but he ended up just turning away, silent as the grave. Even Harriet tried to get a peek at the report, but Nevin deflected her curiosity like it was nothing. I did not play Janet's game. I did not ask for anything. I just signed my name and let it be.

'Maybe it should. As soon as that thought passes my head, the books from Gideon's collection come to mind. Books I was allowed to read when I cleaned for him and his Luna on occasion. Tucked away in a corner of his bookshelf, in the study, a book with titanium colored covers that seemed out of place, just like this wall. Except, this wall isn't what it seems. For a moment, I just stare at the stone in disbelief. I try to think of something else, anything, but the more I look at it, the more it seems like a sealed door. It curves at the top, though it's obscured by the uneven parts of the mountain, there's an indication that the wall takes the shape of very big double doors.

“Whoa…” Ji-ho gasped as stared at Min-a's family house. It was literally a glass house, every wall had a next alternating window for the wall. The glass walls were tinted dark so you could barely tell the difference, especially at night. “I swear it is even bigger than I remembered…” She added, looking at the fountain sitting in the middle, giving it a weird look. “So like, what is the special thing about this house? Is there a secret passage to some underground secret lair? Or do you have those garage door flip thing that turns into-”

He entered a combination of numbers, and the entire wall opened, revealing a large, intricately carved wooden door. Once inside, Elizabeth was surprised by the place. Coming face to face with that large glass wall that allowed her to see the entire territory of that mansion left her breathless. What else was Richard hiding? For a few minutes, she was fascinated by the scenery. Beyond the labyrinth where she had once gotten lost, she could clearly see the path leading to the center, revealing something quite peculiar. It looked like a pergola, a simple wooden structure without walls, but it didn't seem to be the case with this structure, which appeared to have glass walls, adorned with vines

• She listened the way she always did, without rushing to fix anything, letting the silence hold space for whatever came next instead of filling it too quickly. “Is that where the Ice Wall started? Before the panic attack, I mean. Before any of what you’ve told me about college.” I sat with that question longer than I expected to need. “Maybe. I think the panic attack was the moment it became visible to everyone else. But the wall itself — I think that started a lot earlier than anyone realized. Including me.” “Thank you for telling me that. All of it.” She reached for my hand. “You don’t have to perform for me, Sky. Not now, not ever. I need you to actually believe that, not just hear it.”

I smirked as I used my free hand to turn the water on. “But… the windows. People can see in.” Her eyes watched the three windows that looked out over the driveway and front of the villa. “No one can look in. One-way glass. We can look out, but no one can see in.” I assured her, pressing her naked body against the glass.

Ricardo stared for a long time at Megan, seeming to have forgotten about the chaos around him as the look in his eyes travelled through all the different forms of perplexed to curious; and finally, he smirked. "Alright, Miss Months," he gave her an impressed look, "it's over here." Ricardo led Megan to a secluded corner of the house where the glass appeared about four inches thicker than the rest of the walls. He placed his hand on the glass and it came alive, almost like the whole wall was some sort of large touchscreen device. "Activate escape protocol, emergency level one," he commanded and the panel scanned his hand before writing Ricardo Disanto identified, access granted; and the glass

Enclosed in glass walls, they offered a sense of transparency and openness. Emma confidently approached one of the glass doors, turning the handle and revealing a spacious room with two desks adorned with computers and files. One of the desks sat empty, while the other was occupied by a distinguished man dressed in a dark suit. As Georgina and Emma stepped inside, the man lifted his head from his desk, acknowledging their presence.

​The shattering of the front window was the definitive sound of the Fourth Wall being replaced by a glass ceiling. ​For 300,000 words, Nora had fought in worlds where the rules were written in code, but as the cool Brooklyn air rushed through the jagged hole in the storefront, she felt the terrifying weight of Public Opinion. The crowd outside wasn't a "Rendered Background." They were a cacophony of real people—activists, tech-anarchists, and obsessed fans—whose flashlights and camera-phones cut through the dim interior of the bookstore like searchlights in a prison yard.