The Wall Novels & Stories

He didn't want them and started to become a mad dog again. He kept shrieking as always, not until he could discern a woman walking next to Mr. Bruce in the hallway in front of him. The Wall was made of glass, which the people inside the room can see who or what was outside but a person outside the room could only see a normal glass. His eyes focused on her, thought that he was just imagining or maybe hallucinating, but the moment he realized she was real, his heart collapsed immediately, it was squeezing brutally that he barely kept his composure.

At the end of the vast desert, there’s a megapolis, its size spans more than 100 kilometers square. At the edge of the megapolis, there are a giant concrete wall 30 meters in height, its width was enough for a large tank to go up there and take a spot to fire on the ground below.

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

The King reveals. “ YOU TOOK DOWN THE WALL?! ” Wolf is quick to shout in my face. “ I took down the wall? ” I am equally surprised. Wow. What a great entry Violet. “ Katrina is coming and with the wall gone…she will march straight inside Vladania and you know nothing can stop her when she comes. The wall was the only thing which could have stopped her. It was made by the ancient Western pack witches. ” The King continues to talk. I gulp when Wolf sighs and hangs his head low. “ What did you do Violet…”

My eyes fell into the distance where my heart soon came to a sunken feeling. Weres, probably omegas, building a tall wall. A wall of smoothened blocks of cement destined to keep their enemies out. "Crap." I cursed. "How am I going to get out of that? And why are they building such a tall wall?!" Given that there will be wardens guarding the gate to that wall, the only way is to get over it. But how in the world am I going to? I do not have my medicine, and my joint cannot push me to go to such far lengths.

He proudly said, "Holly, we have broken through the two lines of defense. Only the final one remains." Holly was surprised. "That was fast." Desmond laughed heartily. "Of course! We're experts when it comes to ancient mechanisms. But you need to come over because the last line of defense is a wall." Holly was confused. "A wall? Should I get an excavator or bulldozer?" "No. The excavator and bulldozer won't work. This wall is made of a mixture of iron and carbon. It's reinforced with sulfur and phosphorus. So, it's pretty solid—even harder than a modern concrete wall."

With brisk, relaxed strokes, he marked each location Hunter mentioned on the more detailed map of Starfall. The red dots stood out starkly against the paper. "What's that?" The question slipped out before I could stop it, pointing at the line he’d just drawn around the Starfall border. "The wall." It was clipped. I frowned, I’d never seen a wall, at least it wasn't there when I strayed into the pack. "What wall?" "It's a barrier," he explained, his tone matter-of-fact. "To keep the rogues out. It's designed to be undetectable until it's too late. One touch, and it kills."

It was youthful ignorance at its best. "This is it?" Gabe asked, looking at the large concrete wall with clear skepticism. He didn't seem impressed in the slightest. It didn't look like much, just a grey stone wall with sparkles from the crystals embedded within it. But I knew better. I could feel the energy pulsing from it, the kind of power that could either save or destroy me. "This is it. Now what do we do?" I asked, my gaze locked on the wall as I stood beside Gabe.

Ethan had not stepped outside his apartment in two days. The sun poured through his pulled blinds, filtering a dull haze over the tiny living room. Dishes piled in the sink. His laptop remained untouched on the coffee table. The air was thick, as if even the silence had grown too noisy to be avoided. But even now, every time he walked by that wall—**that damn wall**—his breath caught. He couldn't stop hearing her. Not the sounds of her with customers anymore. Those had stopped. But he heard her laugh softly on the phone. He heard her footsteps, the clinking of glass occasionally, the sound of water rushing.

Jones whispered under his breath. ‘This isn't right’ Reyna thought, Jones was so caring and loving towards her but she felt nothing else for him apart from friendship. She just couldn't fall for him, maybe it was because she had spent so many years healing and building walls over her heart to avoid heartbreak, now her wall just couldn't fall. His words were sweet and his actions endearing but they weren't enough to collapse her walls. “We are here.” Jones said, dropping me down. “Suree.” She mumbled looking at the huge structure.