The Wall Novels & Stories

My warriors joined me, and we tried to crash the magical wall together, but it seemed to be useless. "Alpha, it feels like steel or concrete! We can't get through unless we use magic!" Logan growled in frustration. I shook my head. I knew that I could break this wall since I had done it before, and all I had used was my strength. "Step back," I told everyone before taking a deep breath. Then I released every ounce of my aura as I pushed my fingers through the barrier. My wolf roared inside me, enhancing every muscle and nerve within me. I close my eyes and imagine myself stepping forward. Once I opened my eyes, I was past the magical wall.

They were ready to strike their enemies below. Presently, the armies of the Empire of Suramy surrounded half of the perimeter of the wall of Muzagah. The masked man clapped his hands in the air. Then, another set of soldiers gathered in profuse number near the main gate. The master breakers of kingdom gates commenced action. The strong men rolled battering-rams against the grand gate as the rest placed rigid ladders against the wall. They covered their heads with shields and struggled to climb up to reach the top of the walls. But their actions brought an immediate response from the guards at the

“Have something to eat. We haven’t seen you in so long. Let’s have a cordial visit, yes? Don’t you want to hear about our travels?” She was trying to avoid the question. Which made me even more suspicious. I pressed my lips together and pushed the scone back her way. “No, Mother,” I quipped. “I don’t want to hear about your travels. I want to know why the border wall is up.” Not only was I annoyed that the wall was up, but the erection of the wall posed several problems for me. First of all, because the wall was composed of ancient, magical energy, it interfered with our cell phones. This meant I

Further, each step was accompanied by a loud rattle and knocking of the knuckles against each other, it was impossible not to step on the bones. In the opening of the gate torn off its hinges, Yarsi stopped. Massive shutters, broken by someone's monstrous blow, lay in the middle of the road already outside the city wall. The wall itself was made of hewn stone blocks and once reached a considerable height, but now only sharp ledges soaring peaks into the sky are left of it. The werewolf looked straight ahead, why is he here?

While inside the damp room, they noticed that behind a stack of cement, there was a section of the wall that didn’t match with the others. “Is this real?” Alexa whispered, clutching Gabrielle’s arm tightly. Gabrielle steps forward to examine the wall, and shook with amusement when he ran his along a seam. A magnetic lock clicked open, letting out an electronic sigh. “This wall is new.” Gabrielle murmured, still inspecting it. After seconds of inspection, he pushed it, ready to enter. “Gabrielle don’t!” Alexa shrieked, holding onto his arm tightly. “Scared? Pumpkin?” He raised a brow, brushing her hands lightly.

that was as heavy and durable as the bricks cooling by the kiln. As the sun set, casting long, fiery shadows across the frost-covered ground, the first foundation stones of the Trust-Hub were laid. Anya, Sophia, and Raven stood together at the clearing, watching the Western and Southern council members place the first "Grit-Watch" bricks into the mortar. "It’s not straight," Anya noted with a small smile, pointing to a slight curve in the base of the wall. "It shouldn't be," Raven replied. "It’s a human wall. It follows the line of the ground, not the line of a laser. It’s got room to move when the earth shakes."

“ Mum turned around and the next sound I heard was the bang the entrance door made as she went through it. Then the soft sputtering of her car's engine as she zoomed off. And I was alone in the big house, probably spending my first full day in Woodhidge alone. Just great. I looked at my erected 'member' bulging from inside my underpants, and I wondered why that happened to guys every morning. The stubborn dude below likes to have his highlight every morning. That immediately brought my mind to what Caleb, the only true friend I had, said about the early morning predicament for men. Caleb, who was known to have a great sense of humour, believed that guys faced that in the morning because they

They started to get tired of looking at them. Willow started to feel bored. She was about to suggest going to another palace when they arrived at a large yard. There was a huge stone wall that was about 900 feet tall and 1,500 feet wide. It was covered with strange, red carvings and looked quite mysterious. However, it did not look very nice.

He had been planning and anticipating this day for months. Another five minutes passed. Ben couldn't hear the humans on the other side of the wall. They must be doing something else today. It was a Saturday morning and the path beyond the wall was usually teeming with people walking and running along the path inside the wall. They were going to blow up a half-mile stretch of wall. It ran right along the river and if they were lucky, they would be able to build their own structures along the river on the other side to protect their hold so the water was easily accessible. It would be a huge score f

Howls cracked the night of the north. Together, they moved to one place with one thing in their mind—the enemy’s destruction. Unexpectedly, the wall, which was the pride of the Werewolf Committee, moved much to everyone’s expectation. The wall as tall as the mountains of the west moved to open the sturdy gates made of iron ores, making way for the grand boundary’s familiar scent of disparity and malediction to permeate Diana’s heightened sense of smell—cracking a cold smile from her as her now reddish eyes never left the moving wall.