The Tower Novels & Stories

There stood an Ursa Tower made out of toy bricks. He poured red wine over the tower. The red liquid drew its trace over the sandbox, smearing its striking color over everything.

Jake whispered truthfully, gazing at the grand building. Ixora beamed. "It was ours. The gates are too big, so you can't see the insides very well, but if you could, you'd see Mother's garden and our beautiful fountain too. It's a very beautiful house." . . . Mostafa stood on the top floor of Tower Castle, gazing out from one of the many windows in his room. Valleys, mountains, and forests were the only sights that surrounded the grand isolated mansion.

That afternoon, Summer found herself in the revolving restaurant on the top floor of Xomus Tower. The space was modern and luxurious, with floor-to-ceiling glass walls that offered a breathtaking view of the cityscape from 990 feet above. Xomus Tower, a collaborative project between the Quigley and Camberwell families, was known not just for its impressive height but also for the unique feature on its top floor. The floor rotated slowly—a result of the mechanical separation between the rooftop and the building structure—allowing diners to enjoy a panoramic view of the city as they dined.

The Headmistress declares. In front of us rises the tower, hidden by clouds. The air feels thinner up here and smells like rain. The tower is a tall building with no outward designs. It literally is a big cuboid stuck to the mountain, and various kinds of vines and creepers and other plants grow around the walls, making it look as if it had sprung from the ground. There is a single exit made of stone. I try not to bounce on my heels with giddiness and nerves. I don’t which is which anymore.

It grew fast, climbing toward the sky, angling directly toward us. Toward the Spire. "He's building a bridge," Damian realized. "He knows he can't breach the blast doors of the Keep. So he's going to walk right up to the balcony." "A siege tower," Kai swore. "He's bypassing the ground war." The Bone Tower rose higher. It was hundreds of feet tall now, casting a long shadow over the burning city. It was stabilized by massive struts that crushed the buildings

“It is our thing now.” “You mean your way of bribing me into forgiving you for past crimes?” He laughs. “Worked, did it not?” “Barely.” We keep walking. There is laughter somewhere ahead; a kid running with balloons, and for once, it does not feel out of place. He points to the glass tower gleaming in the distance. “Novaré Tower,” he says softly. “Our chaos turned into steel and light.” “Our baby,” I reply. “And somehow, it is still standing.”

I tell her, She looks around us, a small shaky breath escaping her. The make shift podium has been reduced to nothing but dust now, everything around us has crumbled, fire in some places, screams pierce the air. And the smell of blood that makes me feel sick. Where is safe? Everything might be coming to the ground at this rate? And where is our first line of defense?? “The tower is safe.” I say in realization. We call it the tower because of how high up it is, but in reality it’s something of a castle, with many bunkers large enough to hold the entire pack.

Grant smiled faintly. “You watch too many movies.” The car slowed. Then stopped. Emily looked outside. In front of them stood a massive glass tower. Forty floors high. Dark. Silent. No company name on the building. Daniel frowned. “There’s no sign.” Grant stepped out of the car. “There wouldn’t be.” Ryan muttered, “Yeah that’s definitely not creepy.” Adrian stepped onto the pavement. Emily followed him. The tower loomed above them like a shadow. Grant gestured toward the entrance.

I let her read whatever she wants. The household quarters sit on the eastern side of the tower complex, four rooms sandwiched between the administrative wing and the tower itself. These spaces have been functional for so long they're neither comfortable nor uncomfortable—just used. Stone floors. Real furniture—a table, chairs, and an actual bed frame with a mattress, not the thin pad on the metal frame I've slept on for eighteen weeks. A window. I look at the window. It faces east, which I already knew from my observations of the tower complex from the yard. Through it, I can see the water past th

After shooting countless bolts of lightning, the Sky Tower crashed into the ground. This time, even more Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsmen and zombies died or suffered injuries. "This… this is?" The Rank 9 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman was flabbergasted as he stared at the seven-story black tower. "The Sky Tower!" screeched the Rank 9 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman. What!!! The Rank 9 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsman's comment made everyone freeze on the spot. One of the Ten Legendary Weapons, the Sky Tower?