Wonderland Glass Novels & Stories

Cora marveled in awe while Rose and I just gawked in silence. In front of us stood a beautiful glass edifice that seemed like a miniature version of the castle itself, shimmering in the soft golden light that filtered through the trees. The structure was magnificent, every inch of it crafted with such intricate detail that I couldn’t help but stare in awe. The glass walls rose high, curving gracefully into domes crowned with delicate spires, each one more intricate than the last. The glass itself was so clear, so pure, that it almost seemed to glow, catching and reflecting the light in a way that made the entire palace appear to be bathed in a soft, ethereal glow.

He looked at me like I was a feast and he hadn’t eaten in years. "You like being spread open for me like this, kitten, don't you?" he asked, his voice a low growl. "I... I love it," I gasped, my face flushing. I couldn't move my legs, couldn't hide. I was just there, completely his. Jordan didn't touch me with his hands yet. Instead, he reached for one of the Glass Wands from the velvet shelf. It was long, slightly curved, and clear as ice. He didn't say anything as he held it up, letting the red light catch the glass.

“Since this was created by Sarah’s shifter magic rather than a more standard source of extreme heat, it appears to have taken on some of her magic. Because of these multicolored beams, I have been referring to it as prism glass, although I would be amenable to a different term.” “Prism glass,” I murmur, watching the rainbows dance and arc as Arnold turns the piece around. “Very cool,” Nash says. “So, we should bring it back with us?” “I don’t know how much there is,” Arnold says, pointing to the ground. The puddle isn’t round, but forms a sort of branching pattern. It was one of the smaller, thinner branches near the edge that Arnold snapped off to grab his piece. “We may not be able to haul

The numbers kept climbing. I shook my head frantically, tears blurring my vision, but all I could do was watch as Sean led Wendy into a VIP room. Finally, the gavel came down. "Congratulations, Mr. Harris. The final bid is fifteen million dollars!"

The colossal sentinel trees had been completely stripped of their organic life, their trunks and sprawling branches transformed into a translucent, brittle glass that caught the pale morning light and fractured it into thousands of cold, blinding needles. Towering over the valley floor was the main western gate of the Glen—a pair of massive, sixty-foot valves forged from heavy, enchanted glass and reinforced with silver veins. Running upward from the tips of those gates, stretching across the entirety of the horizon like an inverted ocean, was the Aegis of Glass. The ward was visible to the naked eye, a continuous, shimmering dome of iridescent purple and gold energy that hummed with a low,

The platform seems transparent but its appearance is comparable to a diamond's. It looks like a stage, a runway stage... This place looks like a huge garden. The whole venue was covered with curved transparent-looking glass. The glass is U shape and its ends are the two sides of the glass hall. The venue's entrance was also transparent glass but it looks like it could be transparent and tinted. Behind the glass, the venue was a waterfall with a cave underneath it. I don't know if those are artificial or not. The waterfalls water directly falls on the venue's top that's why the glass hall also had water running down from it on its outside and that water falls on the lake just beside the glass

The same was true of the furniture in the parlor, and though neither Lily nor Justin cooked, the occasional tables were scattered about with coffee mugs, wine and liqueur glasses, carelessly discarded magazines and a host of World’s Fair souvenirs. Setting her brown paper shopping bag aside in a small area she cleared on the dining table, Evelyn examined the items Lily had collected. She recognized the box of etched glass coasters from the displays at the Pittsburgh Plate Glass pavilion where a crew of skilled glass blowers worked an enormous furnace of molten glass creating exactly these types of things.

His eyes become a lighter green and blue, and it looks like there are glitters in them, making them shimmer like that of some ethereal fantasy character. Aside from the glitters, the glass also makes everything a bit blurry and ripply as if staring at an image in water. “It’s beautiful,” I comment with a Cheshire grin. “I see you’ve discovered the magic,” Zeath notes while approaching me. “I was thinking I would have to explain it later because you would just dismiss it as a piece of glass.” “But it isn’t really a glass, is it?” “No, it’s not. Even I don’t know what that is. I randomly found it on one of my travels with my father when I was a kid. I was so astonished by the magic even until

Blake asked while whipping out a printed map from his pocket and spreading it out in front of Hyacinth, “show me where it is on this map and we’ll take a helicopter there this second.” “Relax, it’s not a place I can pinpoint on a map because it’s hidden from human eyes and not included on a common geography map,” she pushed the map back to him. She raised the object in her hand,“This glass shard is from a special wand made from amethyst crystals that transport you to unknown realms to witness or recreate powerful moments from thousands of years back. And my guess is that they returned to the first blood moon altar so that the results of their barbaric ritual would be more potent.”

I said, setting the glass down. “Yes, it certainly is. It is made from Casin fruits grown in a northern orchard,” he explained. I would love to get a tour of everything. This entire place was new and filled with many wonders. It would be an epic experience for all of us who were brand new to this kingdom. Plus, I wanted to see a unicorn. “Why does it have magic in it? I’ve noticed that most things here do,” said, passing three glasses of Casteano down to the guys and taking a half refill of my own.