This Earth Is A Bit Fearsome Novels & Stories

Her word is the will of the Earth. "The Tundra Wall is a shield, not a weapon," Aelia transmitted, her voice now steady, imbued with the focused power of the Ice she had conquered. "If you drain the Earth, you only freeze your own hearts. The Resonance Grid is not a threat. It is the Earth singing for balance."

His breath catches beside me, his eyes flashing storm-blue, and his hand tightening around mine like he already knows what’s coming. And then the earth answers all the questions we have in our minds. It is subtle at first. A soft, almost melodic hum beneath my feet. Then the earth feels like it is groaning. Far in the distance, I can feel it, not hear, but feel, the angry growl of a volcano stirring awake. The oceans lurch forward and the tides start retreating unnaturally before crashing back in reverse. “We need to get to Rowan and Ezra,” I say, wings flickering behind me.

Caleb stepped up to the panoramic viewport, his golden eyes widening in absolute horror. The Earth was not the vibrant, emerald-green sanctuary they had left behind. It was being deleted. Massive patches of the globe—entire oceans and continents—were simply gone. They weren't burned or destroyed; they were replaced by a blinding, sterile, featureless white void. It looked as if a colossal, invisible eraser was casually dragging itself across a painting.

Blake replied, not concerned if she knew. “It’s for the best. Look, I know you want to help your people, but everything is already in motion, and even if we want to stop it, we can’t. I’m genuinely sorry, but the destruction that will take place on Earth will happen whether you want it to or not. The Earth is the key and the eye of the storm that will travel along the mortal realm. Some planets that have been cultivating will feel the least of the threat, but they will still be within the tolerance threshold. But Earth, which relies on its science and technology, will be at the epicenter of destruction.” Lucy said with sincerity.

I eyed the display wishing I could manipulate the earth like that. The man cussed his frustration when the soaring earth didn't reach the ceilings and started again. Behind the male was, a figure sat on the grass with legs folded together and nose in a book. "Rakshud, treat the earth like an object and it will turn on you. All forces of nature are sentient. You can not use force and expect good results. Feeling is key. Now, try again,like I taught you, lest I lose my patience with you." A loud female voice boomed across the vast land, even louder than the rest of the creatures' occasional booms and splashes. It was surprising how such a voice could come out of a body that small. She seemed u

“Watch, young one.” Zipporah started to argue but then the earth began to shake, she vibrated to its quake. Her breast jiggled and her laps danced as the earth drummed under her feet. When it began she thought it was the soil rising from under the trees but the earth didn’t have eyes and knives as teeth. She could see farther than her eyes were meant to and she saw what real war was. Wolves, a league of nature’s killers, marched from the trees. Their paws tore into the air. Their deadly eyes glowed under the moon. With fangs promising torture, they growled and charged with every power and instinct of a predator.

Because of both reasons, my sliver of a brain being unable to understand what he’s saying and, for being out of words. ‘But seriously, where in the universe am I?! Should I still have my consciousness in hell? Or am I still on Earth? And if I am, what part of Earth is this?! My Asia? Europe? Or perhaps America? I understand that there are men who still wear robes like it’s part of their daily clothing like every great nation’s royals, kings, and princes, before, especially men like this guy with bulky muscles and popping veins everywhere on his body like they’ve been spending their every day in an arduous job, but still, which part of Earth has this bulldoze men with sparkling heterochromati

“Then I’ll make my own.” With every strength I could muster, I slammed my club against the ground. The entire surrounding broke apart and opened into a massive gorge, swallowing us both. It was the biggest earthquake I had ever created. Little did I know that the tremor was being felt throughout the whole northern continent, even reaching as far as Sweet Haven. While falling, I managed to bounce from cliff to cliff. I must get back to the forest. It was safer to fight him there than here in Rockland. My alarming senses told me to dodge. A sword slashed my hand holding the club, and it slipped off my grip and fell to the bottom. While bearing the pain, the cut on my blood-soaked hand wasn’t d

"You're such a sweet thing. I wonder how you taste." Bending down, he forces his tongue down my mouth and I bite, kicking. "Leave me the fuck alone!" I shout when I get some air, kicking hard as they laugh. As a hand reaches down the front of my pants, something in me snaps. And the Earth responds. The two men scream in agony as branches curl up from the soil. Kicking free, I race towards the exit, ignoring their cries of agony and fear as whatever terror I had called to my defense pulls them apart.

she asked. No one answered. Because far above the clouds A massive shape began turning. Watching. Waiting. The world had not been destroyed Not yet. But now Earth was being tested… And if humanity failed, there would be no second chance.