Alternate Reality Novels & Stories

In the quiet town of Everwood, where the rustling leaves whispered secrets and shadows clung to the edges of reality, a group of friends stumbled upon a hidden dimension that would unravel the fabric of their ordinary lives. It all began with a mysterious old radio, crackling with static in the basement of Jake's family home. Late one summer night, as they tuned into frequencies unknown, the friends—Jake, Emily, Noah, and Lily—accidentally opened a portal to the Upside Realms, a parallel dimension dripping with eerie echoes of their own world.

"When someone with strong enough willpower dies near these reality cracks, their soul does not move forward. It slides sideways—into another timeline, another version of their life." "That is why you woke up ten years in your past," I said, understanding dawning. "You did not travel backward in time. You shifted into a parallel reality where you were younger." "Exactly." Drake finally released Marcus, who stumbled back coughing. "And Aria, your rebirth was not random either. You died in this timeline, and your consciousness slid into the nearest reality where you were still alive—which happened to be six years earlier in your own timeline." "But that means..." My mind raced. "The entity insi

"You’re a Revision. And we’re the ones holding the pen now." ​Kael reached out. As his hand—still made of faded typewriter ribbon—touched the boy’s shoulder, a shockwave of Pure Grief exploded through the ship. ​The Respiration didn't just vibrate; it Lamented. The ironwood walls bled black ink, and the ceiling turned into a sky of falling, un-written pages. Kael saw the "Alternate 2025"—a life where the fire never happened. He saw himself and Leo growing old in the Shallows, two brothers who never had to learn the Song of the Void because the world was never broken.

♕𝑊𝐴𝑅𝑁𝐼𝑁𝐺𝑆♕ 𓆙mature content𓆙 𓆙contains abusive stuffs𓆙 𓆙murder𓆙 𓆙non-consensual / dubious consent sexual activities𓆙 Iғ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴʏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ. Iᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ғᴏʀᴄɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴛ� � ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴏᴋ. Don't copy my work. This is based on my imagination.

"Well, I'm just trying to stop you spending your money on extrinsic things. Why don't you just save it for the future? Who knows? You might used those if ever something goes wrong." "Oh my god! Don't tell me that you are possessed by some evil? Haler, did you just forgot who's you're talking now? I'm Katrina, Tina. Katrina Riyel Youngstern, the princess of Alkinia, Honzel because of being rich. So, those little things won't affect my life. Did you remember now? Or you still want to preempt me?" She sigh and shake her head. "Well, I guess, I can't really stop you. Well, just do whatever you want, Kat. After all, that's your life not mine. What ever your decision is, is not mine to meddle with

I had decided that I wouldn't repeat those mistakes in this life. I picked up the pen and slowly wrote the name "Marcus Jensen" in the applicant field. Since Jesicca loved Marcus that much, I'd grant her that wish. I handed the completed form to the clerk, took the marriage certificate, and walked out of the City Hall. I didn't feel sad but rather an indescribable sense of liberation. In my past life, Marcus and I were adopted by the Carter family after our parents died in the line of duty. Marcus had a way with words that made the Carters' elders favor him over their own son.

I knew how over the years she had tricks up her sleeve so I was not naive to believe that Ariella may not have planned for this. "No. Can I go home to sleep." She whispered meekly. I sat her up and turned her head towards the table. "Later. Now I am going to make this sword open up portals to alternate realities." I stated. "I never created something like that? Are there actual other alternate realities if so who created them?" She whispered. "Well I created one before." Alexan stated. I gave a simple nod to his statement. "I think that's too complicated for you." She dared to speak the words that insulted me.

The air crackled with an unnatural energy colors unseen by human eyes, sounds that resonated deep within their minds. They had done it: activated the portal, but now they were caught in a realm where the rules of physics, time, and morality no longer applied. This was the dimension of the Dimensional Drift, a place where every possibility existed simultaneously, where multiple versions of themselves coexisted, each with their own memories, desires, and fears.

As I flipped through its worn pages, an alternative prophecy jumped into my eyes. "When facing the final battle, an alpha wolf and a human united by true affection will discover the secret to the redemption of the beyond the border. In a gesture of sacrifice and courage, they will open a portal to an alternative reality, where harmony and equality will flourish." The reading of the prophecy filled me with renewed hope. There was another way to change the destination from beyond the border. An opportunity to create a reality where everyone could live in harmony, regardless of their categories. I shared the discovery with Randall, and his eyes shone with enthusiasm.

He grinned. “I see that. I tried to sneak it but after the first time, Greyson made impossible for me.” I laughed. “Typical grandpa.” “What do you want to ask?” “Is it possible for alternative realities to exist?” “What do you mean?” “Let’s say that,” I lowered my voice. “Someone of greater value was sacrificed, so regression made it that the receptacle returned back way before the scheduled time, which annulled all the other regressions. Is it possible to keep that alternative reality that resulted from all the other regressions?”