Across The Universe Novels & Stories

I say and my parents drop their forks. "A parallel universe?" Mom asks. "How did he get here then?" Dad asks. "Well, my invention brought him here by accident. I call it the Inter-Universal Teleportation Machine 1.0. It transports objects and people," I explain, holding Travis, "from one universe to another. It's amazing isn't it?" "It is." Dad agrees. "The name's lame," Aimee comments with a deadpan tone. "You can call it the ITM-1, it's more catchy."

"Yes. If there's anything usable, you can keep it if you don't mind. But I should tell you in advance—a man may come looking for me after I leave. Just tell him I'm gone." "Got it. A breakup, eh? Best to make it clean." The new owner grinned. "Don't worry. I've got a sharp tongue. I'll scold him until he cries." I smiled and nodded. Then, dragging my suitcase behind me, I made a call. Soon, people from the institute arrived and took me away. When my teacher saw me, he was surprised. "Just one suitcase?" "Only the essentials. I don't need anything else. I'm serious. Once this mission starts, there's no turning back."

"Chase, did you commit some sort of crime in another universe? Why would these people travel across the universe just to kill you?" Willow was direct with her question. They had all listened to Chase explain about the multiverse before. They knew how difficult it was to cross to another universe.

Angel’s POV Ace seemed torn, caught between the darkness that enveloped him and my offer. His voice cracked as he spoke, "But what if I never get better? What if I'm stuck like this forever?" I drew a deep breath, my voice filled with determination. "Ace, I won't pretend to have all the answers, but what I do know is that there are professionals who specialize in helping people like you navigate through this darkness. They have the tools, the knowledge, and the experience to guide you towards a path of healing. We have to believe that there is hope, that there is a chance for you to find peace and happiness once again."

"This is your last chance, Gwyneth. Don't make me sign the divorce papers." He hit send, but only one gray check mark appeared—Gwyneth had blocked him. The maid standing close by said carefully, "Mrs. Crowe sent a package from home this morning." "What is it?" Asher asked, looking her way. The maid nervously handed him the document. "It's a divorce agreement..." Asher stared at the same divorce agreement from six days ago. He finally went through it carefully. It outlined the division of assets, from stocks to property and vehicles.

I answered. The person on the other end of the line said in a flustered tone, "Run! Don't trust your mother. She's really going to kill you!”

Because how do you explain hospital bills and debt collectors and the way panic curls in your chest like a second heartbeat? She gives me that mom look. The one that used to follow a stolen cookie or a skipped chore. “Don’t lie to your mother.” I stay until she drifts off, then slip out into the hallway to breathe. The hospital air is thick and sterile. I roll my neck, trying to shake the weight pressing into my spine. And that’s when I see him. Nathan Cross. Of course. Because the universe is nothing if not committed to making my life a twisted joke.

I just finished writing it last night. [Remember to download it.] When I saw that his wedding gift for me was the introduction to String Theory, I laughed. His idea of romance was always so hardcore. I leaned back against my seat and closed my eyes. The nightmare that had tormented me for my entire youth had finally disappeared. All those people and troublesome things in the past had become dust. My world was no longer restricted to that small town, but it was a wide galaxy filled with the endless unknown. It was the ultimate romance of physics, and I would need to explore it my entire life.

The High Keeper hesitated. "What if the universe doesn't let us pass?" Aria looked back. "Then we'll make it change its mind." They crossed the threshold. THE WORLD THAT DIED The first thing Aria noticed was the silence. There were no birds. No wind. No ocean. No life. The sky was filled with broken stars. A massive planet floated above them, cracked down the center. Buildings hung upside down in space. Entire continents had been frozen in time. Noah whispered:

"The twists of our journey will unfold as we traverse the uncharted territories of the multiverse. May our shared purpose guide us through the twists of cosmic exploration." The interdimensional ships, adorned with symbols representing the joint empire's unity, embarked on their cosmic expedition. The Harmonious Conclave performed rituals that harmonized the ships' energies with the spiritual essence of the multiverse. As the ships breached the boundaries of known reality, citizens on board engaged in ongoing conversations, sharing their hopes, fears, and visions for the twists that lay ahead.