Novel & Cerita Under The Earth Over The Sky

Nathaniel came to stand beside me, silent, eyes narrowed. “You feel it too,” he said. Not a question. A fact. I nodded, swallowing hard. “The earth doesn’t want us here anymore.” The wind curled around us like it was listening. Suddenly, the ground rumbled. A tremor—not natural. This wasn’t the pulse of tectonic plates. It was rhythmic. Intentional. Like a heartbeat coming from the depths of the underworld. Then, like ink spreading in water, the fog parted. And she appeared.

I went in there and took all the security measures that were recommended; when the toy started to rotate it was gradual, little by little I could feel that we were leaving the place, slowly, my eyes roamed all the space around us; the couple in the seat above us and two friends below; as we approached the top, I felt like we were floating and going higher and higher; adrenaline was replaced by fear as our seat began to move so slowly that we seemed to be standing there; a thin, involuntary scream rose from my throat at the exact moment that our seat seemed to move in the air; Benjamim grabbed my hand tightly and asked me to stay calm, that this was part of the experience. I took a deep breat

Ezra hit the ground hard. Not flame. Not void. Just dirt—real and rough and blessedly solid. His knees buckled, palms scraping over jagged stone and tangled roots. He gasped, dragging in air like it was something earned. The scent of rain-soaked earth filled his lungs—damp, sharp, alive. Above him, the sky wasn’t right, but it was there—bruised and heavy, torn at the seams like it had been stitched back together by trembling hands. But it was sky.

The last candle flickered to life. In awe, Brady watched while they tilted their faces toward the sky. As they clasped hands, the air shimmered between them. Wavered. A bluish light emitted from their forms, seemingly from within. "Mother Earth, we call on you. Father Sky, we call on you."

The earth group stood on a dusty, gravelly practice field. With a single hand gesture, George lifted a boulder from the ground. "You cannot force the earth," he rumbled, placing his hand firmly on the ground. "You must be as solid as it is. Stand steady-and feel its pulse." Sky knelt, placing her hands on the ground. A vibration ran beneath her palms-not frightening, but more like an ancient, deep breath. She focused, and lifted a smaller boulder. It was heavy; sweat beaded on her forehead-but she managed it.

the fortune teller answered too enthusiastically, watching the slow run of unnaturally dark clouds. The heavy sky in deep purple tones is probably the only difference between the Underworld and the Earth. Otherwise, the same hills and plains, green grass and trees. Yes, with unusual openwork leaves, but to the touch they are no different, for example, from birch leaves. Smooth, cool, pick, rub between your fingers and you will feel a pleasant smell of freshness. “The lord has brought the mistress!” Melissa did not immediately make out where the gurgling sounds were coming from, and turned around on her axis.

Nyla’s POV Above us, the sky contorted like an impending storm. The earth beneath our feet shook as a tremor swept across the atmosphere. My heart was racing when I looked up and saw the sky burst out like the opening of an old tomb. A person appeared from the depths of that fissure in the heavens. It was a being of unadulterated strength, something much older and darker than any other figure. His eyes glowed with a wild, ferocious brilliance that could pierce the very fabric of reality itself as he lowered himself slowly.

I took off for the wild yonder, gazing up at the Milky Way sprawled across the night sky. It was my son's dream. He was a stargazer, an astronomy buff since he was knee-high. On his birthday, he saw his first meteor shower in the wild. Tragically, that same night became his last. I was determined to make his dream come true. The divorce papers, signed by Elias, landed in my mailbox. Maybe it was guilt, but he rewrote the terms, leaving me with a lion's share of our assets. I took it all without batting an eye.

Li Wei asked, gazing at the sky above her. ……. “Haaa! How delightful! Is this all the underworld has to offer? Hahahaha, look! You heavenly judges don’t dare to act against us, do you?” A figure with fangs glared at the sky, which had now turned blood-red. His gaze clearly mocked the sky, which could do nothing to save the living creatures of its own world. BOOOOOMMM… BOOOOOMMM…

They were vicious and filled the hearts of other wolf packs with fear. They were worshipped like gods and manipulated other wolves to do their bindings, they formed the association of the underworld, distinguishing the wolves from the humans, it was treacherous to have anything to do with the humans and it could cause a death sentence on anyone caught with a human. Great Lycan Silva was the first Lycan to be born and his birth was to be a salvation to all of the underworld… or not.