Wonderland Glass Novels & Stories

He was enjoying the grinding sensation so much he was losing his train of thought. Looking around the spacious room made from white Bricks, there were big plain glass windows that were twice his height. Ryan had created this kind of Glass during an experiment, he made mana clay into sand but while heating it up to test its heat resistance. It turned into a kind of glass that could still attract mana. It was dubbed mana glass, and they put in on everything, all the buildings, all the vehicles. It was a new craze. He looked back to his wife, into her deep pink eyes. She was smiling provocatively and was staring back at him, "are you enjoying your rewards so far?" she asked with a smile.

CHAPTER SEVEN Wanda’s breath caught in her throat as she stepped into the lavish cottage house. The entrance was a breathtaking display of opulence, with tall glass walls that offered a panoramic view of the shimmering Las Vegas skyline. The interior was no less stunning: polished marble floors, modern chandeliers dripping with crystals, and plush furnishings in soft, inviting tones. It was the epitome of luxury, a place designed to impress and indulge.

"I told you to keep an eye out for any movements made by Wonder Technologies. What's going on over there right now?" Avery asked. "Wanda has hidden away from the public, saying that she has fallen sick. Right now, another stakeholder of the company manages all operations of Wonder Technologies," Shaun said, "While you were recovering from childbirth, Wonder Technologies kept making huge moves. They first bought out an online shopping platform that was about to announce bankruptcy, before establishing an alliance with dozens of enterprises... They are switching markets because they know that they couldn't beat us in drones, so now they are trying to develop towards the electronics field."

Elian yelled repetitively, jumping really high into the air over and over again, his body entering into super mode. "Calm down, little man," Pierce said, ruffling his hair. Then he took Elian and placed him on his shoulders. "Let's see, what's the next fun thing in the place," Pierce muttered, as they walked together down the open aisle between the virtual gaming booths. The place was huge, and filled with bright colors. From every corner came sounds of bells ringing, children yelling, and cheerful music tumbling through the air like confetti. Walking past every booth, mini shops, mechanical rides, Camille could understand why the place was called Wonderland.

"I thought you might like having lunch here. Bella is not joining us because she has things to do, but we will be fine." Alice nodded, then I took off my gloves, followed by my apron, and went to wash my hands. When I returned, Enya had already seated Alice at the glass table that was made of the same material as the statue of the Goddess. "I'm scared to eat here," Alice said in surprise as she meticulously examined the glass. "I feel that it can break easily." "Believe it or not, that glass is much more resistant than any other metal in the world. It is blessed by the Goddess and was one of the many gifts she has given us over the centuries for following her faith as she professes," I expla

I can’t even look away from the view. The sight under my feet is thrilling, and terrifying, and exciting, all at once. I take a deep breath and just stand there on the spot. I can’t even move. What if the glass cracks? The whole deck is made of glass. Golden lights are hanging delicately above like tiny butterflies, blinking softly in rhythm with the gentle music that’s playing in the yacht. A little gasp escapes my lips at the sight of it all. This feels like being on an entirely different planet.

"A mirror." "Where the fuck are we?" Mia said in confusion. "Wonderland––No. Maybe horrorland." Jeff replied, gaze moving back and forth on his dozens of reflection that graced both sides of the glass walls. It was amazing and at the same time terrifying. Seeing so many of yourself. "What do you think is this place?" Luna looked over to Salvador. He was a writer. Writers always have explicit knowledge's. "I don't–know." The numbers of eyes on him made him slightly uncomfortable. "But I don't feel good about it."

Today is the day of the Candy Wonderland party to raise funding for the women’s shelter and the children’s hospital. The ole ladies and locals have really outdone themselves. The clubhouse and club grounds look magical. Giant pink and white cane canes stand on either side of the clubhouse steps. There are big lollipops in various colours and individual candies decorated all around. Some hanging from the branches of trees and in the grass on display. There are huge ice cream cones, donuts, cakes, balloons with confetti that look like sugar strands, giant gummy bears, jelly beans that are little chairs. The place would give the witch from Hansel and Gretel a serious case of envy.

I shook my head and took a sip of wine. “I promise I won’t. Just tell me.” I pleaded. He looked at his glass of whiskey and he started twirling it around. He was silent for the most part, he must be thinking of a way to tell me or he’s trying to remember something. Either way, I just waited for him to start talking.

It was which garden. The Eden Glass Garden. The one that was always sold out months in advance. The one people proposed in. The one influencers paid money just to take pictures at. The one I'd only ever seen online. My breath vanished. "How-how did you get tickets?" I breathed, my gaze drifting around at glowing glass sculptures, pathways lined with flowers, and fairy lights twinkling across the ceiling. Connor jammed his hands into his pockets once more. “I have my ways.” I stared at him. “Connor… these tickets cost—”