Adventurethriller Stories

Original short story - In 1924, a ruthless fossil-smuggling ring hunts the world's rarest dinosaur-and the only man who can stop them is trapped in the Gobi Desert with nothing but a revolver, a stolen map, and a palaeontologist who doesn't trust him.

Taking place in an alternate timeline of the Sonic the Hedgehog Archie comics universe, Sonic was born into a dystopian unnamed society, hidden inside of a dome, filled with strange and questionable practices that often went unexplained. One day, he breaks free, and discovers the outside Mobius, also discovering strange secrets about his own nation of origin, finding causes for its odd systems.

Gerald and Jordan were defense contractors for the U.S. Armed Forces. Key word were, they had not done anything wrong. The world had just gone to hell in a handbasket. A handbasket full of zombies. Highest Ranked #649 Science Fiction 03/27/2018

Action Adventure Series Book 5 When the light forgets its own name, who will remember it for the world? In a land where echoes keep their own histories, five wanderers carry a relic born of sacrifice-the Chalice that drinks memory and returns miracles at a terrible cost. Among them walks Valli, the quiet knight whose courage is measured not in battle but in the mercy she refuses to lose. Beside her stands Callahan, the weary vessel of the Chalice's past, sworn to guard the Sunbound flame. Together the Sunbound will cross the Glass Sea, hear the Hymn of Returning, and face Verrin Karthos-the mirror that hungers for every song ever sung. Each act of light will demand forgetting. Each miracle will rewrite their souls. But if one remembers for another, perhaps even the oldest silence can be forgiven. Part myth, part elegy, and all heart, The Sundowners and the Knight of the Chalice is a tale of sacrifice, song, and the fierce hope that memory itself is sacred. ━━━━━━━━━━━

Action Adventure Series • Book 4 Every relic is a doorway. Every shadow hides a name. And every Sunbound heart must learn the price of carrying legends too long. From the desert's whispers to the catacombs' bells, the story does not end, it deepens. The Tiger led them to the Dagger, and the Rose waits with thorns still wet with blood." 🌹 When something evil and ancient plunders the tomb of Sainte-Rosamonde, a convent where shadows once moved like assassins, the Sunbound are pulled into a legend older than they can fathom. The artifact is no mere treasure- it is the key to binding or unleashing a power buried in blood and silence. For Callahan, it is more than a mission. It is a vow. Once, in a hidden cloister of France, a woman named Rosamonde Ducos; nun, resistance fighter, assassin, saint, called him The Dagger. He called her The Rose. Before her death, she bound him to a promise: to guard the relic with his life. Now her ghost cries out to him, and he knows what it means-her trust has been betrayed, and her sorrow is not at rest. 🌹 But as the Sunbound race time itself across catacombs and castles, they discover something more chilling: The relic is not just tied to Rosamonde. It is knotted into the very curse that took Tatyana, the woman Callahan lost to his own stubborn silence. And if they cannot recover it, both women's ghosts- and Callahan himself- may be consumed. Together, Kaida, Noey, Atlas, and Valli must face the labyrinth of Callahan's past, where assassins wore habits, where lovers became legends, and where shadows still hunger for flesh. Because the relic is not only a prize. It is a mirror. And when the Sunbound look into it, they will see the truth: This time, the fight is not to save a relic. It is to save him. It was beautiful. It was damning. It was his. 🌹 The Dagger and the Rose.

Action Adventure Series • Book 3 The dream comes first. Kaida runs barefoot through a forest that should not exist in Morocco. 'That's funny," she thought in the dream, 'because I know we made it back to Callahan's...' Leaves glisten as though still dripping from India's rains, yet the desert wind sighs through the branches. She looks down and sees prints in the earth-not her own. Large, feline, padded. A tiger's path. The shadows pulse gold. Out from between the palm trees strides the beast-its eyes burning like twin suns, its body striped in black fire. But the strangest thing isn't its form-it's the girl astride its back. The Girl of the Gazelles, veiled in starlight, her lips whispering in a language Kaida almost understands. The tiger growls, and the whole forest trembles. Kaida's heart slams against her ribs-because she realizes the tiger isn't chasing her. It's circling her. Claiming her. Then, with a thunderclap, the forest dissolves into snow and ice. Kaida stumbles in the frigid blowing drifts, the tiger's golden outline shimmering as though it lives in both realms at once. Its voice- not a roar, but a command- sears through her dream: "You are mine...Kaida. Enter now the dark side..." ━━━━━━━━━━━ Amid the whiplash of bitter cold and snow, The Sundowners follow The Golden Tiger Relic to Russia and are greeted by the ghostly guardian of an ancient, crumbling Monastery hidden in the snowdrifts of Siberia. It is in this dark and foreboding land that Kaida faces herself, and the war between the darkness of her shadow and light is fought. ━━━━━━━━━━━

THE SUNDOWNERS Book 6 Callahan and The Breath of the Serpent ❝𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒚...❞ Long before the SunDisk was forged, before dynasties rose and fell, there was only the Serpent. Not a beast. Not a god. A process. The Serpent was Time coiling in on itself to protect what it could not bear to lose. The sigil ⛎ was carved onto the first scroll by an ancient order known only as The Holders of Breath. It appears in early papyri, temple walls, pottery shards- Two mirrored crescents, back-to-back. One for the motion of time. One for its stillness. A hinge. A lock. A warning. When the sigil appears unbidden, drawn by a trembling hand or revealed in the sand... ...it means the Serpent has inhaled. And once the Serpent exhales? Nothing forgotten stays dead.

Follow Phil and his friends as they travel through the Campagna region. Discover the secret world of Aura Guardians, and the numerous Pokemon endemic, or only found in, Campagna, from the dangerous Belrui to the tiny Ferruli. However, not all is good in the region. The villanous Team Domination attempts to take over the world, but how, is something our heroes must discover. Perhaps they will even discover something about themselves along the way. This is a Pokémon fanfiction. Cover artwork to @Purehearttheneko. Pokemon and all its components to Nintendo, The Pokemon Company, and Game Freak. NOTICE IF YOU ARE NOT READING THIS THROUGH WATTPAD YOU ARE AT A HIGH RISK OF BEING INFECTED BY MALWARE. IF YOU WISH TO CONTINUE I HIGHLY SUGGEST GOING TO WATTPAD'S WEBSITE (www.wattpad.com) OR DOWNLOADING THE WATTPAD APP.

In a world shattered by the mysterious Propagation, Formula 1 driver Lando Norris and his best friend Max Fewtrell have managed to survive three long years on a lonely semi-desert island off the ruined coast of Thailand. Civilization has collapsed, electricity is gone, and humanity has slipped into violence, starvation, and silence. But everything changes the day a strange blue-and-black butterfly begins following Lando-a creature that seems too calm, too focused, too deliberate to be natural. When the pair discover a dying woman whose legs have turned entirely to stone, they learn about a new horror spreading through the world: a stone-forming virus consuming entire villages from the toes upward. With danger closing in, Lando and Max flee inland-only to collide with one of Lando's oldest friends from his childhood karting days: George Russell, alive but carrying scars from surviving alone for years. As the trio move toward rumored safe zones in the northern mountains, Lando begins having vivid dreams of Oscar Piastri-dreams that feel too real, too purposeful, and always guided by the same butterfly. The world is ending in ways no one understands, but Lando refuses to give up. Because if even one friend survived... maybe others did too. And maybe the butterfly isn't just a butterfly at all.

In the heart of the Atlantic, amid storm and wave, a transatlantic liner vanishes. What awaits the survivors beyond the wreck is more than a fight for life - it's another world. A boundary between ocean and air, between reality and the silent abyss. You won't escape. Not until you understand why you're here.