Romans & histoires The Wall

Holding the visualization was like carrying something heavy—my mental muscles were already shaking with effort. "Someone's going to try to break through," Vida warned. "Keep your wall up." "Wait, what....." A foreign presence slammed into my mind like a battering ram. I gasped, stumbling, but somehow the glowing wall held. Barely. "Again," Vida said. Another impact. This one harder. Cracks appeared in my mental bricks. "Hold it!" I gritted my teeth, imagining the cracks sealing with that golden light. The wall repaired itself just as a third attack came. This time, I was ready. The wall didn't just hold—it pushed back.

"Give her time." "We don't have time." Walter pointed ahead. I looked up and my breath caught. The Core. We'd finally reached it. The outer wall rose before us like a monolith, stretching up until it disappeared into the void above. It was made of something that looked like black metal but moved like liquid, shifting and flowing while somehow maintaining its structure. The surface reflected nothing, absorbed all light that touched it. And set into that impossible wall was a gate. The gate was massive, easily fifty feet tall and thirty feet wide. It looked organic somehow, like it had grown from the wall rather than been built into it. Symbols covered its surfa

On the other side rest big machinery all of which have red stains on them. Thick black doors makes up the right side of the wall that continue down the hallway all made from a type of metal that makes it impossible for anyone to break in or out of it. The stench of blood, grime, and urine hang in the hair and I take a big gulp, trying to swallow the bile that is coming up. Adair is well in front of us, walking dauntlessly without even taking a second glance at any of the red stains on the walls. Nick’s mouth is set in a tight line and he continues to glance at me behind his shoulder to make sure I’m okay.

The boy nods and goes to get what we ordered. I took the opportunity to observe the place. The walls were strange in that they were not flat but had dents, but dents that seemed to be made from the outside. There were some strange symbols on some of the walls, I noticed a huge wolf sculpture at the other end. It was a black wolf and quite imposing. “There's Elder,” Mell tells me.

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.

It was replaced with red. Bright red. Which only means that Anya was now in danger. “We need to get to the other side,” I said, as I tried to calm myself down. But as we reached the other side of the tall hedge, we found what seemed to be an invisible wall. Rose started slashing her spear but nothing happened. Asher on the other hand started throwing stones but the wall still stood and was scratchless. I touched the wall again and I knew why the stones and the blade of the spear were useless against it.

*Boom* Ray rolled out of the way as Mane crushed into the wall, fist first. That section of the wall broke apart as easily as a knife cutting through cake. But the damage wasn’t extended beyond that. A pale blue barrier covered the entire wall and supported it. So, although it had a section broken off, the hall was still fine. However, through the broken part of the wall, Mane could see the happenings in the adjacent room. It just so happened that the part of the wall he had broken down was where the door was fixed. That meant the next room was

But there are some people who still longs for more rather than staying in the room, locked up and just playing games. I am one of them. And now, I have friends, and I finally get along with my family. I also have found the love of my life. I am Miss Wallflower, and this is my story. END

I don’t wanna be a guinea pig…’ Gerard snapped his fingers to automatically reset the system. The wall in front of them slowly became transparent. Nicole faintly glanced at Gerard and curled her lips. “This wall material should be pretty costly, huh?” Gerard smiled and lowered his voice. “We use the world’s highest-quality materials so that it’s safe and secure.” She looked at the man standing on the other side of the wall. His hawk-like eyes examined the surroundings. The environment he was in was bright, like the villa in Imperial Gardens.

I gasped when I saw the fine crocodile grey skin he used as his wallpaper, it was amazeballs and matched the white bed spread neatly tucked under a black duvet–sweet! He closed the door behind him and took off his shirt–I gulped, watching every move he made like I was a predator and he was my prey. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled it down, leaving him in milk briefs–showing how richly endowed he was below. I blinked rapidly and tore my eyes away from the irresistible view, taking them higher. My eyes lingered on his chest and I wanted to be cuddled up in his arms again. They slowly went down his flat stomach and lowered to his Adonis belt that slanted from his hip bones to his pelvic area,