The Lost Cities Novels & Stories

The morning light over the city looked deceptively peaceful. Glass towers reflected the soft gold of sunrise, as though nothing in the world could possibly be wrong. But inside Hayes Global Enterprises, chaos had already begun spreading through the company. “Withdraw everything. Now.” A client’s voice snapped through the speakerphone before the line abruptly went dead. Beep. Silence. Sophia Hayes stood motionless in her office, staring at the blinking red light on the phone. Another contract was lost. Her assistant lingered hesitantly by the door. “Ma’am… that was the third major client this morning.”

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They did not have any problem with his reign since it was his last year, a few months after, he was replaced by the current Magic King. But both the former King, my father and the other King, weakened so much. The restoring of earth's balance took all their magic. The other King died and my father's magic was lost. He was devastated at first but the entire Kingdom acknowledged his braveness and sacrifice, my father accepted things. He was soon relieved that he was able to help planet earth.

Gamma is been an independent. Mom said, when I was a baby, the Gamma is a rival of Alpha. Gamma wanted to take over the Alpha. Gamma build a rebelion and begin a war. My real mom decided to take me away for me not to be involved and hurt. They gave me to my mom and dad. Their only trusted human friend. Unfortunately, my mom and dad died in war. But the Gamma didn't win. They surrender. When the leader has change. They proclaim that there's no more revolution. Because the leader of the revolution has died.

I can't believe I'm traveling to the country of my dreams with the man of my dreams, Branden had assured that we would explore Italy before or after the award show. After several hours on the plane, we finally landed in Sorento Italy, i couldn't contain my joy when I stepped out of the plane. We were at the airport, our luggages were picked up by the bodyguards and other staffs of the airport. Branden held me by the hand and walked me to the another limousine that was waiting for us at the airport. I walked further into the limousine in high spirit. Few minutes into the city of Sorento and I was more inlove with the city than I was initially, Beautiful and mouth watering, The buildings and e

She whispered to the plants and trees, asking for their assistance in finding the lost city. After several days of travel, they finally arrived at the entrance to the lost city. The sight before them was breathtaking. Massive stone walls, covered in ancient runes and ivy, rose up from the forest floor. The air was thick with an aura of ancient power, and a sense of awe washed over the clan members. "We've found it," Kai said, his voice filled with wonder. "The lost city of Elarion." The entrance to the city was guarded by two colossal stone statues, their eyes glowing with a faint, otherworldly light. As the clan approached, the statues came to life, their stone bodies creaking and groaning

According to records, there had never been immoral hosts that were not originally born in the surface world. The other layers, like Atlantis, Agartha, Mu, and several lost cities, did not exist at first, or were originally from the first layer but then either created or brought out of the surface by several high-level hosts. Then since most of these scant groups of system users wanted to play king or god in their established realm, they abducted a lot of people from the surface world. Some waged wars against other hosts for the citizens and brought them to their 'kingdom' or 'empire' as trophies of victories. Of course, the other insane hosts could have also used other methods unimaginable t

“I will help you, okay? You will regain everything that belongs to you, my son, and he owns one of the companies in the City of Bloom. It will be a big help. For now, stay here with me and let me have a daughter for a while, okay?” Selene nodded at Elina and hugged her again, “Thank you, Aunt Elina. I really needed this hug, thank you,” she whispered. When the sun was about to set, Elina toured Selene around the place. Selene, though she’s in another world, there are a lot of people there, she asked Elina about it, and she said that they are their people. She was confused at first about why they needed that number of people, but she didn’t mind it anymore. She was so engrossed looking around

Someone who had crushed my spirit, broken my will? I took a deep breath. The air in the lost city was thick with the scent of old stone and damp earth. There was a weight here, a history that felt heavy on my chest. This place—this ancient city buried deep within the mountains—was more than just a refuge. It was a key to everything I had been searching for. I had followed the cryptic legend passed down through my family, a tale that had been whispered through generations. It spoke of a place of power, a city where the first rulers of our bloodline had once lived, hidden from the world for reasons unknown.

There was peace in the deep, and a stillness I hadn’t realized I’d needed. We kept going. Eventually, the seafloor changed. The terrain smoothed into wide-open sand beds, broken occasionally by crumbled stone pillars, scattered statues, and the skeletons of long-forgotten buildings, now worn by time and tide. Vines of coral and sea moss wrapped around the broken walls like gentle hands, reclaiming what once was. I slowed, pulling gently on Kairos’s hand. “What is this place?” Kairos looked at the ruins with a softness in his eyes. “This is the Lost City,” he said. “It was once the heart of our people. My great-grandfather lived here, long before the migration.”