Quicksand Novels & Stories

They came to a shuddering halt like we were playing a game of musical statues, limbs in unnatural poses as they wobbled trying to keep their balance. “What is it?” asked Maurice. “Quicksand?” We were standing on perfectly solid ground, not sinking from view, so I don’t know why that was his first thought. “It’s the jabberwock. It’s a giant worm that’s under us right now. I think it’s attracted to movement so try to keep as still as possible.” “How big is it?” asked Claire. “Enormous,” said Jenny. “It ate Keezy.” There was a murmur of surprise and disbelief.

My wolf howled in my chest, and I felt my own feet moving before my mind could catch up. The icy embrace of the quicksand shocked me as I plunged in after her, but my mind was made. I gazed at the woman struggling ahead of me, eyes on the mate who would sacrifice everything for our pup. “Draco!” Sebastian’s voice rang out behind me, watching me with widened eyes. I felt the sand pulling at my legs to drag me down into its depths, but I pushed forward. Each step was agony, and my muscles screamed in protest as I fought against the relentless suction.

he answered, referring to the plague where a virus literally sucked up people's blood, leaving them dry, body and bones, in a span of weeks. "You're a horrible person," another sensation came up, and I puked on the bowl again. Noah laughed a little harder this time, and I was starting to take offense. "C'mon Elle belle let's get you back to your room," Noah wiped my face with a wet face towel he got somewhere, and then tried to scoop me. "Tried" because he failed right after two seconds. "Jesus Eli, you might wanna try losing a few pounds," he joked in between chuckles.

Sorah’s POV. - “We’re sinking in!” My word! The entire floor is converting into muddy sludge, and it’s gradually moving in a malleable manner to immerse us all. At this rate, I might not be able to help Dyrean. “Sorah! Olav! It’s a quicksand, refrain from struggling or you’ll sink in faster!” “Dammit,” Olav curses under his breath after hearing what Father just hollered over. “Is there no way to get out of this?” He begins to look around, the malleable floor sinking his feet.

Now I need to pass the most complicated way to get there. The kingdom of sandcastle is named after its sand reputation. The kingdom was built strongly on the sand, and even though it had a reputation for being strong, its biggest natural disaster was “quicksand”. The people of the kingdom had suffered for so long before they were finally able to make the land habitable. Rumors have it that the forerunners of the kingdom had to make a sacrifice to the sand god to appease him to stop taking the lives of its people.

"This arena is full of tricks and traps. We can't afford to let our guard down." As if planned, the sand began to draw us deeper inside as I felt myself sinking. "What's going on?" As the sand seemed to pull us deeper into the desert, panic threatened to overtake me. I clawed at the shifting sand beneath me, trying to find solid ground. Aret and Horia were equally alarmed, struggling to stay afloat in this strange, sinking landscape. "It's some kind of quicksand!" Aret shouted, her voice tense with urgency. Horia tried using her sword to cut through the sand but to no avail.

He would also go into seclusion and cultivate, not wasting such a chance. However, Caelum was still fighting the Whirlwind Panther, and Luna was in a precarious situation, at risk of falling into Tate’s claws—a fate worse than death. Andrius had no time to cultivate. He had to leave immediately. Swoosh! Andrius channeled his immortal essence and quickly floated up. However, after moving for several meters, layers of quicksand emerged from the water, blocking his path. “What is this?” Andrius snorted and struck it with his palm. However, the seemingly insignificant quicksand contained tremendous power. It absorbed the force of An

I knew I had to maintain top speed; any hesitation would mean sinking into the mire. Gripping the steering wheel tightly, I barreled forward. The car shuddered as the front tires hit the quicksand, sinking instantly into the thick mud. I floored the accelerator, refusing to slow. The rear tires spun uselessly for a moment before catching, flinging mud in all directions. My car inched forward, the quicksand grasping at it, desperately trying to drag it down into the abyss.

That's the name of the poison the old witch told us. "What's there?" now it was Luhan who answered. “Surpasie poison is used in horticulture. If it damages the body part of every creature, it has a good effect on plants. It contains a chemical that accelerates plant growth which in turn is deadly. If you ever find anything that is lilac color with fine sand, that is the external nature of that poison. This is the only lilac colored poisonous sand and not smoke. "Miguel sneezed after Luhan explained, so now our attention is on him again.

It was the sound of a billion tiny fractures, the music of a world being turned into glass. ​We continued our descent for what felt like days, though time had little meaning in the dark. The obsidian tunnels eventually gave way to a strange, translucent grit. The floor was no longer solid stone but a deep bed of violet sand that shifted and groaned under our weight. It was pulverized glass, the remains of the Eastern mountain ranges that had been ground down by centuries of magical storms.