Universe Marble Novels & Stories

Their easy intimacy was like nothing he’d ever experienced before, and Gage communicated his desperate need for this woman. When they returned to watching the sky, she sighed. “Isn’t the universe incredible? And unpredictable. Those streaks of light are all rocks and boulders hurtling through space. We live on a giant marble, never knowing when it could collide with other marbles. Suns explode… stars collide… black holes destroy entire solar systems.”

she had replaced. I reached the perimeter, and the drone peeled away, docking into a charging pylon at the entrance. I was alone with the stone. The marble was unnaturally smooth, drawing the heat from my fingertips as I touched the base. It wasn't real stone; it was a composite of crushed Moonstone and bio-energy, engineered to broadcast a localized frequency of "grief" to the pack members who visited. But beneath the manufactured sorrow, I felt the glitch.

Shannon seeing this as her cue to leave walked back out of the room. The two girls shrugged down their robes, leaving them unclad. Their porcelain skin glowed and something behind their necks caught Lyra's attention as they wiggled their hips toward him. The reddish–pink welts behind their neck had a name which she could only assume was his on it. "Marcellus". The swirls of his name formed a beautiful pattern as it embossed itself in their skin, almost like a tattoo. She heard a small groan leave his lips when one straddled him and the other sat beside him, pulling at his shirt.

My comfort room is separated from my bathroom. My bathroom has scented soaps and lotions. Materials that are used to create my bathroom are marble that is used in my walls, countertops, and tiles. I have a tub room and an outdoor tub room that is designed with high-quality materials. Its effect is created with a glass ceiling to take advantage of star gazing and windows to open during warmer months while being surrounded by a year-round garden. My marble floors have SunTouch mats on top that makes my foot feel warm whenever I stepped into my bathroom.

The asphalt marbles were too soft and couldn't hold their rounded shape for some seconds. Vicky and his companions headed to the nearby brook, which was flowing rapidly. It was a month of July and cold water coming from the snow caped mountains. He had got an idea - to harden the soft asphalt marbles by submerging them in the cold water. The boys eagerly followed him and dipped their designed marbles into the brook. To their delight, the practice worked! The asphalt marbles emerged from the water, now firm and retaining their rounded shapes. The boys cheered, thrilled with the successful experiment and filled thier pockets.

—a miles-wide chamber of white-glass and mercury-mirrors that overlooked the entire city. "Look," the Curator said, pointing to the floor. The floor was a map of the universe, but it was divided into hundreds of "Sector-Gems." Silas saw Sector 4, the North, now a tiny, pulsing gold-and-sapphire shard. He saw other sectors—worlds of steam and gears, worlds of liquid metal, worlds of eternal winter.

The interior halls of the castle complex were vast with high arched ceilings. Again, a mixture of maurium and stone accents provided the opportunity for some artistic variation. The ornate stone work and marvel floors along with the decorative metal mesh which was found throughout the halls left the feeling somewhere between a medieval cathedral and a modern courthouse. The maurium was a centerpiece, from the luminescent purple cracks in the gray marble to the glow of the purple lamps, orbs of light hanging from the ceiling and ensconced like torches on the wall, to the small, carefully crafted gems which lined the halls, all was to show the prominence, power, and versatility of the fine mat

I said, trying to adjust my shoulder. My body still ached and I knew only one thing could soothe the ringing in my skull… Earis. Just the thought of her sent a wave of warmth through me. “I'm sorry I wasn't there after the crash. I don't know how I lost my balance and when I came to you were gone,” Marble said in a chilling voice. “It's fine. I'm okay Marble,” “Hmm.” She nodded. I knew Marble way too much. She would spiral after this. She takes my pleasure way too personally.

But how do I get the upper hand here? Or, at least, get out of this? “No developments in my magic,” I snap, though my voice is soft, almost a whisper as I stare tensely down into his face, wondering what the hell he’s going to do next. “Not since the marble.” “Ah, yes, the fascinating marble,” Alvez murmurs, his thumb starting to make slow circles around the inner part of my knee. “That you melted. All by yourself.”

"I can sneak down some boats ready for the wolves. The problem is, it will take more time to row it and the pirates' look out will probably notice the boats before we get far. Since the mermaids has that special edible marble to let us breathe underwater, why don't we trade something for a plenty of those? One mermaid can give eight of those marbles you need to chew. The total human wolves I've seen is about twenty something. There are six of us excluding fur ball of course." "Forty eight," Selana uttered. "That's too much." "Not everyone will trade for the marble. Four will trade for the marble, one is for a mermaid to guide us back to this shore. And I can sneak to get the atlas."