The Labyrinth Novels & Stories

Lily My sight became blurry as soon as they injected the transparent liquid to me. The next thing I knew I was in a dark place. Everything was dark. I am lost. I stayed there for like eternity. Then I saw a light, far from where I am standing. I tried to chase it but my steps became heavier every step I took then I couldn't move. I closed my eyes. Just like what my daddy taught me when I feel fear, just close your eyes and breathe. And I did that.

Up above the skies, birds were seen flapping their wings as they flew away to unknown destinations. A great rock girdled by alpines towered above the rugged hills below it. The inhabitants of that region had noticed its uniqueness in those ancient days and had named it Lala – meaning ‘great rock’. It remained the most towering natural feature when approaching the kingdom of Muzagah. The rock had caves and cavernous routes where one could run to for safety in the event of war or calamities. At night, it was told that some pernicious beasts wandered inside, ferreting for humans to rip to pieces. Tales of this sort scared people away from the rock. Though sometimes, men of strong spiritual infl

After weeks of therapy and consultations from doctors and assuring them that his memory will come back slowly, both went abroad and settled there. One's happiness is another's misery is true. While Lorraine is being happy with the company of the lawyer, here is Cassandra, who almost lost her child, grieving all day and nights, wearing a black dress, and was never seen smiling ever since the day that she lost Imman. After a few months, she gave birth not only to one but two children - a boy and a girl which she named Ivan Immanuel and Isabela respectively. The twins both have the same features as their father and their older brother.

She says she has plenty of Louboutins, but only one pair of feet. I can barely see two feet in front of me, but somehow Felix seems to know exactly where he’s going. From time to time I look up at the dark leafy veil of leaves overhead. I can see heavy black clouds through the gaps, lit purple by streaks of brilliant lightning forking through the air.

EVERYONE strolled up at their fastest pace carefully. The higher the elevation, the way went harder, especially the temperature became hotter, and they could only use minimal magic to protect themselves without activating the runes. They couldn’t count the numbers of Shadows killed going up. When they reached the last part of the labyrinth a few kilometers away from the fortress, they had encountered stronger Shadows. The fight was risky. Two of the enemies almost escaped calling for reinforcements. But Zenus acted fast. His two swords had hit the necks of the Shadows then Airoh quickly burned their dead bodies to ash.

Ian’s lips curled into something almost triumphant. “Finally,” he whispered. --- The labyrinth was no metaphor. It sprawled across the underbelly of the city, in the skeletal remains of a half-finished subway system abandoned decades ago. Concrete corridors stretched in half-complete arcs, some sealed, others collapsing into rubble, all stitched together by Ian’s fevered planning. He had mapped every dead end, every echo, every line of sight. He planted mirrors to fracture visibility, hung sheets of black fabric to bend perspective, scattered broken glass across the floor to catch faint glimmers of light.

I stepped closer, my voice quiet and cruel. “And now that you want it, I’m supposed to say yes immediately?” He tried to explain, but I lifted my hand. “Forget it.” I met his eyes. “Since you love your game so much, let’s play one more.” “…Game?” “Yes.” “Bring twelve slips of paper. Write your name on one. Leave the rest blank.” I held his gaze, unblinking. “If I draw your name first, I’ll marry you on the spot.” “But if it’s the twelfth...”

Through the open window, their voices drifted over,soft and familiar. “You know I needed the job, Lulu,” she was saying, voice tinged with quiet hurt. “Last time we talked, you-” The rest faded as Lucas responded, too low for me to catch. But his eyes never left mine. And in that single, frozen second, I knew, This was war.

I smiled to myself. “Hey, just as long as they only look. I’m in room 321,” Lory said. “Alright, see you soon. Now focus on your math,” I said, closing the mind link. My anxiety was high. We had been living peacefully so far but considering that Lory left without telling anyone where she was going, it was only a matter of time before the witches found her. We’ve been granted this time by the Moon Goddess; I am certain of it. She must be preparing everything to give Lory the best chance at victory.

Taking shape. "Something's coming," he said. Eliana followed his gaze. The blackness was thickening, forming walls, floor, ceiling. But this wasn't the collapsing house from before. The architecture here was wrong—twisted corridors that bent upward like staircases spiraling into nowhere, doors embedded in ceilings, windows looking out onto more windows. And everywhere, mirrors. Dozens of them. Hundreds. Reflecting nothing. "This is new," the boy whispered. Her guide's jaw tightened. "The Labyrinth of Selves. The second trial."