The Wall Novels & Stories

James advanced closer, and the Dead City slowly became clearer with each step he took. Soon, he could see half of the city’s interior. The buildings were ancient but extravagant. James tried to get closer. However, he felt a resistance. There seemed to be an invisible wall blocking his path. He reached out to push at the wall with all his strength but nothing happened. Then, he tried to use his power to attack the wall. Upon impact, the invisible wall gradually came into sight. James looked at the wall and discovered that the wall was composed of mysterious inscript

And Kai left through the west entrance. Immediately he was confronted by a stone wall six feet high. There is no doubt that it was built to protect unwary visitors from falling from steep slopes by not noticing the river below. Kai stopped in the street before an unannounced sign of a small, slender finger hovering over the top of the wall. It was a woman, the first standing pose made him think it was a statue. But a gentle breeze ruffled the hem of her shirt and teased her pale blond hair free from the loose bun on her head.

And crap I think I broke my booty, no more booty calls. “Stupid wall which crackhead made a wall in the middle of the street” I mutter to myself, but ladies and gentlemen... The wall replies... “It's you clumsy women that conjure up evil plans in your head in the middle of the day and are unaware of your surroundings” that’s it. Hold my earrings, imma beat this wall... Wait since when can walls talk? I look up and see a tall, very tall, man.

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.

In my short journey to meet the wall, I saw none but my attention shifted as soon as I placed my hands on the thick cold barrier, which was a big mistake by the way. A cold deadly feeling rushed into me and I hissed, pulling my hand away. The thing was so fucking tall and now that I was up close, I could see Sigmas seated on it, holding weapons and guarding the perimeter. They saw me but didn’t say or do anything. I wondered how the wall had made my hands hurt. My eyes went to the bracelet and I placed my hands on the wall again, the chilliness came and the bracelet glowed white. Fuck. Asshole. Ad

Luna Ella says as she begins to walk towards the wall, where our mates stood guard, but then a loud bang came within the wall making her stop dead in her tracks. Dust from the new dry wall began to fill the space in front of the Alphas, as it was clear that someone was on the other side of the wall, trying to bust their way through the cement wall that Urijah had built behind it. It was clear whoever was on the other side of that wall was desperately trying to make its way through, and I had no doubt in my mind that the wall wasn’t going to hold, as the drywall was

All the walls inside the king’s castle had cracks running around the whole building from the inside to the outside. Despite it being built from strong and impenetrable materials, still just one single blast from the staff had caused it all to almost crumble down. In fact, the only reason the wall was still standing was because it was reinforced with a crystal that supported the wall and created some sort of barrier beyond the walls that were built, so the building was more dependent on the crystal’s power at this moment.

Ash said and walked closer to the brick wall and closed his eyes, as if trying to feel the energies the wall contained. "It's a barrier. Not an ordinary one."

Elias growled, his grey-gold veins beginning to pulse. ​"It means the South is building a wall," Hestia said. "A magnetic barrier that will stretch from sea to sea. You will have your mountain. You will have your tree. But you will never leave it again. You will be a museum of a dead world, watched over by machines that do not feel, do not sleep, and cannot be bribed with 'sweetness.'" ​The "teeth" of this new threat were invisible. They weren't fighting an army they could bite; they were fighting an exclusion zone.

A wall. Not stone. Not wood. Something in between. It rose from the earth like a spine, curving upward until it vanished into the canopy. Its surface was smooth but not clean; it was covered in red handprints. Hundreds to thousands of them, Kieran thought they were clay. It was not. All of them facing inwards, this wall is warm; there must be something behind it. Something hot. Then nothing. Kieran stepped back. “It’s not time to leave,” he thought. “Not yet, at least.”