The Lost City Parental Guide Novels & Stories

Even though I was born a girl, it didn't stop him from including me in all sorts of adventures, most of which were considered 'unlady-like'. Unfortunately, there was no more project funding for his future research, so we both settled into a dull existence in America. Dad worked at a small museum. He didn't mind it though and always quoted Bukowski's words, 'Find what you love and let it kill you.' Then just out of the blue, my father got a phone call from his old friend, who sent him some documents on a rare find from a medieval city — famously known as Angkor City. Before I knew it, we ended up at the Phnom Penh International Airport three days later.

" okay the rules are- 1. Always reply verbally 2. No back talks, cussing , sass 3. Always respect everyone and listen to them whatever they say because it's for your safety 4. Bedtime at 9 during weekdays and midnight on weekends 5. I mean never ever go to basement . 6. And absolutely NO BOYS 7. If you have to go out or somewhere you always have to inform one of your brothers" Shit! Cliffhanger...!!!!! Do you guys want any brothers pov? Please do Vote Share And comment -hani

The morning sun cast a golden glow over the Gaia clan’s camp as they prepared for their next journey. The air was filled with a sense of urgency, yet there was also a palpable excitement. They had just learned of a lost city that might hold crucial information about their new enemy. This city, long forgotten and shrouded in mystery, was said to be hidden deep within the Forbidden Forest. The legends spoke of ancient knowledge and powerful artifacts that could turn the tide in their favor.

Inside sat four people around a wooden table. Elyra's parents. And Zevarion's parents. Maps of the Lost City covered the table. Ancient journals lay open. The four of them looked worried. Elyra's father spoke first. "The seal is weakening." Zevarion's father nodded. "Then our children may one day inherit this burden." Elyra's mother immediately shook her head. "They deserve a childhood." "So did we," Zevarion's mother replied gently. Silence followed. Then Zevarion's father reached across the table.

I heard another continuous humming sound but is different than the buzzing sound I heard earlier, it’s as if it’s about a warning or something. Miracle’s parents continuously cried and asked for the doctor’s assistance. Then, people wearing white coats started to enter the room while I heaved for more air. For the time being, I can just sympathize with Miracle's torment, however, her life and her safety are out of my league. I was unable to spare her—just like those other bodies I had before, I couldn’t do anything to protract their lives.

To protect their core interests, the Blackwoods were forced to sacrifice many of their key supporters. In one swift moment, Oceanview City's business landscape was completely reshuffled. I sat in my small restaurant, gazing at the distant aurora shimmering across the night sky. After I was done reading these news articles, I turned off my phone. I whispered, "Dad, I've fulfilled my promise to you." Even Sterling did not know that on the day I left the hospital after staying by Dad's bedside, he had taken my hand and repeatedly told me, "Leave Oceanview City. Live the life you want to live, freely and at ease."

And they just exchange nods. “At that time, Sean, Marcus, when I met your Papa Henry. I was in grief for losing my child. But I’ve known him already since childhood. We just lost contact for a long time when his family moved to another place.” Jamie says and lets out soft chuckles as memories of that fateful day flashed in her mind.

"I know they're not real, Jessa. But wouldn't it be wonderful if they were if magic was real and could whisk us away from all of our worries?" I reach over on the nightstand between the two beds for my bottled water. "Magic isn't going to pay my bills or make my future a success. Hard work will," I take a sip of water to clear my parched throat before continuing. "Can't you ask Mom and Dad to go with you? Dad loves his Irish Lore as much as you do. Right now, all I want to love is sleep or caffeine." "Mom and Dad took the tour bus to Dublin," Meena explains hurriedly, obviously letting me know that the morning is getting late. "They got tired of waiting for you, and Dad wanted to view the ma

Emerging from the vision, Alex and Vanessa stood in awe, realizing that the enigma of the lost city was not just about treasures or history—it was about the preservation of knowledge, the understanding of humanity's place in the universe. As they made their way back to civilization, the bond forged between Alex and Vanessa remained. They carried with them the weight of the city's secrets and vowed to use their newfound knowledge and shared experiences to make a positive impact on the world. Little did they know that their journey had only just begun. The enigma of the lost city was merely the first step in a series of extraordinary adventures that would test their courage, friendship, and th

“Ah, so you’ve seen the painting of the Lost City at Sea. Of course I didn’t paint it! That painting belonged to my father, who was determined to find the Great Sea City of Ajens.” “The Great Sea City of Ajens? Sounds a little familiar, I should say.” “My father used to tell me stories every night before bedtime. Some stories were completely made up and others were based on actual events. When I was five years old, he told me a very long one. It was about a highly sophisticated ancient civilization called Ajens that existed in the distant past.