The World We Found A Novel Novels & Stories

I looked around the circle. At faces lit by firelight and future. And I finished softly: “And no matter how the world frays, we will always find ways to weave again.” --- We didn’t rebuild the old world. We never tried to. We let it rest. And in its place, we made this: A rhythm. A riot. A refuge. A garden that bites back. A squirrel that files taxes. A girl who might one day fly. A loom that sings not of gods, but of people.

I didn't know what the time was but I knew it was late since there was no single soul outside. My whole body was hurting from the pain I was feeling and moving was getting more difficult. I started becoming afraid because I knew that if I encountered anyone evil along the road, I would not be able to defend myself. As I passed a particular white building, I was suddenly reminded of a weirdo who asked me to be his wife. I wondered if I should seek his help. I knew it was very risky because he could be a pervert, a serial killer, or a human trafficker.

In fact, a few of her labels were coming from Upperworld and Underworld. Only two of them were from The Unknown. She captured them by chance, however. It was such a coincidence that she believed along the way. Well, her fiance was from The Unknown. The wings being. She learned about the third world from him. In this world, however, all three worlds were connected together, therefore, humans perceived this situation as a disaster at first. That’s because although humans could evolve dramatically in the new world, that pleasure was restricted and limited still. Thus, it took them some time to break free from it. It was around the labels entered in this novel for them to evolve properly. She di

Maybe he had some assignments that he needed to finish up. I got home and see that Miss Ronna and Liam is already sleeping soundly. I ate and went to bed as quietly as I could. It was past midnight when I was finally done and in bed. I took my laptop with me and read through some of the articles. I love to stay on top of current affairs. One of the articles was for a war that took place in South-Africa. They talked about werewolves and humans that went to war. What I could gather is that the humans were terrorizing other humans and even killing them. The supernatural world stepped in.

I hope you understand. The moment I finished reading the note, my stomach dropped to my tip toes. Clutching the paper, I slowly sat on the edge of my bed, realization striking me like a brutal punch. Somewhere along the lines of desperately trying to get over Murphy, my heart had begun fostering unsolicited feelings for my accidental husband, Caruso. I had really thought that I could avoid facing the truth forever, but Willow had now forced me under its unforgiving glare.

~ Moxie ~ He may have banished me from the hospital, but he can’t banish me from my parent’s house. It sits on the northern edge of our territory, shrouded in mist and silent pines. This is where I grew up, long before my parents disappeared. My parents were the best doctors of their generation, if there was any hint of mutated wolves then they would have discovered it, and documented it. I know my eye for detail isn’t pure chance, I inherited it from the both of them.

What the fuck was wrong with me? The kitchen staff completely ignored me as they went on their business. I missed speaking with Martin. He was my constant when I had my mealtime breaks. I quickly ate whatever was served and reported back at Bryce's room. I feel like I joined the fucking Army! I was very liberal, but after I was sucked through time, I became comfortable in a regimental life. Consistency meant normal in the worlds I've visited. 46 But now? This world I've grown accustomed to is about to go to shit. I've read and sat

One moment, we were surrounded by buildings. The next... We were crossing a field of black flowers. Then a river appeared beneath our feet. Wesley grabbed my hand. "Don't let go." "I wasn't planning to." The silver bond between us glowed. For the first time... It reacted strangely. The world itself seemed to notice us. A path of moonlight appeared ahead. We followed it. At the end of the path... We found the girl. She stood alone in the center of a ruined square. White fire circled her body.

"As long as it pours, the rest of the world doesn't exist. There are no Jackals, no Vultures, no weddings. Just the sound of the water." ​Roman reached around her, his large hands settling on her waist. He didn't pull her back; he just held her there, his chin resting on the crown of her head. "You’ve been staring at the woods for twenty minutes, Maya. What are you looking for?" ​"Nothing," she said, turning in his arms to face him. She reached up, her fingers tracing the jagged scar that ran along his collarbone. "For the first time in my life, I’m not looking for an exit. I’m just... here."

“With you, it usually is.” I’d found the place weeks earlier, half by accident, a small coastal town two hours north that nobody in either of our worlds would think to look for us in. No board members, no reporters, no Whitmore Industries letterhead waiting on a desk somewhere. Just water and quiet and, for one day, nothing either of us had to defend.