The Strange Turbulent World Ant Novels & Stories

" The beast met the gaze with the apathy of a child who was disinterested in its toy. He knew what the man was trying to do and he attempt did not worry one who controlled the elements and whose heart was as black as pitch. He took a step back, looking towards the window. It was a strange world that met his eyes, grey and stone with so much that he had never before seen. Chariots of varying sizes moved without the aid of horses, in the air was a metal bird flying high above those of flesh and feathers. How odd. The people scuttled in countless numbers like ants, their clothing thick and elaborate. He frowned, mulling over his options. This was a world he didn't know and it was clear even fro

And it was coming hotter than ever. The strange man said he would return. Anton wonders if I have a twin. The storm was here. I only hope I will be able to stand strong when it blows.

I move past the commander and face the pack. “Thank you all for joining us. This means the world to us because truth be told, we were afraid to come back. We didn't know how you guys would react. for the fact that we left you but standing here seeing our entire pack joining us is…” I froze while saying this I took a big breath before continuing, “for the Aberrant pack!” I yell out, throwing my hand into the air. “To the Aberrant pack!” the entire pack yells afterward, raising their hands as well.

"There is no going north. Half the fields are burnt, and what folks are left are walled up inside their holdfasts. One bunch rides off at dawn and another one shows up by dusk. King Nrikawn can be the King now, but there are still people who worship his brother like a God." "That's nothing to us," the Seller insisted stubbornly. "Nrikawn or Moriah or the Legend, makes no matter. We take no part." Celandine chewed her lip and kept quiet, listening with rapt attention. "It's more than the King and the Lord of Life," the innkeeper said. "There are wild men down from the Mountains of Anceps, try telling them you take no part." "Fool's talk." The Seller spat. "The man I heard it from, he saw it h

"You've finally landed in my hands. Do you really think I'll just let you go? How about a little game?" Liana snapped her fingers, and Hugh set up a stand, propping his phone to film her and Gwyneth. Gwyneth gave a puzzled look. "What are you trying to do?"

The pieces of the puzzle were beginning to fit together, but they painted a picture more terrifying than I had ever imagined. I was just the beginning of something much larger. Something that none of us could escape. --- The door slammed shut behind us, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway. The world was closing in, but for the first time, I understood—I was in the eye of a storm that had been brewing for years. And no matter how hard I tried to escape, it seemed the storm was coming for me. --- To be continued...

She could feel them squeezing the breath from her lungs. Tears streamed down her face as she fought against the suffocating tendrils, the whispers growing louder and more chaotic, drowning out her thoughts. Her vision blurred, the edges of her consciousness darkening as the vines continued their assault. At the edge of giving up, Joan knew she needed to fight. The vines had tightened their grip, one of them already snaked its way around her neck, constricting her breath. Panic surged through her, but so did a fierce determination. The strange chantings grew louder, but amidst the chaos, a sudden, desperate will to live and escape ignited within her.

"That you won because you’re better? Or because you’re just a better butcher?" ​Julian’s face darkened, but before he could retort, a strange sensation rippled through the room. It wasn't a sound, but a feeling—a sudden, agonizing pressure in the inner ear, followed by a low-frequency hum that seemed to vibrate the very marrow of their bones.

thought I was going crazy. It was not just them; I had the same feeling. I was having trouble even comprehending what I was doing. "Come on. You will ride with me, Declan, while Sophie, Annabelle, and the other soldiers ride together." The rule was set by Alpha Nathan, and everyone followed it. I experienced a deep hole in my heart as we made our way through the woods. I was being tormented by the negative thought of being attacked, and there was nothing I could do about it. "What is happening this time? I believed we had already spoken about this." Annabelle noticed my odd behaviour and gave me a tap. I realised my location when she tapped me on the shoulder. "That sound-did you hear it? I

My memory is speaking, and she says it's nothing unfamiliar. Looking back to what happened so far: I fell from an apartment room in outer space, landed on floating islands in a sea of white, met a stupid angel who nursed me back to life, had a conversation with her which led to us falling from the floating islands, had another conversation with her while freefalling which led to me making an oath, miraculously survived the fall by walking on air, suddenly got taken away by a mysterious force which somehow led us to our destination and now this... it's definitely nothing new! This world can't throw anything bizarre at me anymore, and if it did, that's no problem! I'll solve America's debt pro