The Precipice Book Novels & Stories

Mia whispered, waking from her shelter to run toward the ridge, her bare feet kicking up the white chalk dust of our boundary. "No, Mia," Xander said, kneeling to catch her in his arms, his brown eyes bright with a quiet, unforced triumph. "It’s not a library. It’s the First Page." The Shifting Ledger The chapter concluded as the copper-green tree reached the height of the ship’s mast, its canopy spreading over the basalt ridge like an umbrella of living bronze. The leaves didn't hold numbers; they held the shadows of the names we had crossed out in the longhouse—a permanent, beautiful memorial that didn't owe its value to an audit district.

Akshara’s heart pumped more blood to know that she was the next to read that weird book with an eye. The book went to Azile who was got on her feet from an unknown faint. The weird look and efficiency of the book thrilled Azile and pages opened to her in words written in mud, “Awaken Love, Shall Not Be A Delight. Let Thy Onus, Vex Your Soul; Perish In Disgrace.” The prophecy book with an eye moved towards Akshara and stood in front of her. Upon eye to eye contact with Akshara, the book flipped its pages and finally settled in a page to uncover her prophecy; the letters appeared in blood made of gold. The prophecy of Akshara,

"Will you teach us today?" I smiled automatically. "Of course." But as I stood... My gaze drifted toward the mountain entrance. Toward daylight. Toward freedom. Something inside me whispered. Run. Kellina's POV By late afternoon we had reached a narrow ridge. Below us stretched the entire Mystic Moon territory. The pack house looked tiny. Smoke curled from chimneys. Life continued. Without him. I hated that. Gorm suddenly held out an arm. "Don't move." "What?" He pointed. Fresh footprints.

“Ladies, may I introduce our business partner, Mr. Varrick Devlin from Sean Devlin Enterprises, Mr. Devlin, may I introduce my PA and my wife’s new PA, Maeve Blake Abelanco and Akemi Micah Abelanco respectively. They want to be called Mabel and Ami as their names are quite a mouthful. Ami gave Devlin a sweet smile while Mabel just inclined her head. Devlin was puzzled by Mabel’s attitude towards him but he held his tongue. Before he could say something, the ladies were ushered out of the salon and into their rooms to refresh after the journey. He himself was escorted to a guest suite. He noticed though that while the ladies seemed to go up the stairs, he was escorted to another area on the g

This time Alex holds Precious's waist so he can hold it when Precious plans to fall back again. "Have you ever fallen into a black hole? You really want to run but instead end up falling into it again. Maybe it's karma because I don't listen when someone tells me to stop. Even though I know fire is very hot and dangerous, but I still jump into it. ” Said Precious Alex silently listened to Precious talking. Precious who was soaking wet looked fragile and her eyes seemed to contain a lot of sadness. Alex could not speak because he was not good at stringing words. He could only be silent and listen to Precious.

Every pulse of the key felt like a heartbeat, reminding her of the balance’s fragility. “We’re close,” Crane said, his voice low as he adjusted the resonance map. The lines on the device flickered erratically, their usual precision disrupted by the energy surrounding them. “The entrance to the Veil is just beyond this ridge.” Vivienne tightened her grip on her dagger, her sharp gaze scanning the terrain. “I don’t like this. It’s too quiet. Like the calm before a storm.” Jamie swung his skateboard idly, his movements tense. “You know, I was just thinking the same thing. Quiet is bad. Quiet means something’s about to jump out and kill us.”

She had to repeat the class twice because of this. No, not I went the wrong way, it was them. "Don't look like that, she doesn't mean it," said Uncle Roderick at some point. "She's just afraid that something might happen to you." “But nothing will happen to me.” I put a bitten bread back on the plate and ran my fingers over the title of my book. Proles - The changing nature. “After all, that's what I train so much for. I work harder than anyone else and I am the best in my group. I am the best at everything and I will continue to be. "

My vision suddenly goes blurry. Although my ears were ringing, I heard Lucas’ faint and musculine chuckle. A moment later, hands were gripping me by the upper arm to help me stand, but my head was so heavy that it fell back. Chase. My bloody savior. But standing was an obstacle. I remain on the floor. Then I start to hyperventilate. It was like I was underwater; the haziness, the drowning voices, and the suffocating ache in my chest.

Her eyes had been forcibly opened due to her circumstances. Margo watched as the last of the men walked out of the hotel before she made her move. She climbed out of her car and made her way to it’s revolving doors. She walked inside and made her way to the elevators. The opulence of the elevator made her stomach turn. It reminded her of the few times that she had been inside Bernard’s mansion. The display of greed was as sickening to her then as it is now. She rolled her eyes at the golden trim and elegant carpet. Even the buttons were a polished ivory that gleamed in the light.

I declared. Enzo glared at me, his eyes shooting bullets towards me. He opened his mouth but closed it again. I closed the book and set it beside me. As soon as I stood up I felt lightheaded and weak, having the sensation of spinning. My arms got really weak and my abdomen started twitching uncontrollably. I lost balance and almost collapsed but Enzo caught me. "I got you." He whispered as he picked me up and carried me upstairs bridal-style I smiled weakly. "Told you you won't hate me forever."