Alternate Universe Novels & Stories

"Something's wrong! There's a fourth reality! One I didn't know about! It's trying to merge too!" The coffee shop explodes. For real this time. Windows shattering. Walls crumbling. Reality completely breaking. And through the chaos, I see it. Another world. Darker. Crueler. Where I made different choices. Where I became the villain instead of the hero. Evil Aurora steps through. Eyes black. Smile vicious. "Hello, sister. Miss me?" I stare. "That's not possible. I never became evil. Never chose darkness." "You didn't." Evil Aurora laughs. "But I did. In a reality where your mother didn't save you. Where the Void King won. Where you joined him instead of fighting him. And now I'm here to take

If he wasn’t killed or has gotten sick to death, there’s still a possibility for him to be alive since we are capable of living for a maximum of five thousand years. This world where I belong is called Audravaria. It is divided into two kingdoms—the Oqazia that composes of white magicians called Oqans, and Crarene, the kingdom of dark magicians called as Cranes. All of us, in general, are called Audravarians. The other creatures in the three remaining worlds are considered as ‘lower beings’. Audravarians are the highest ones, for we have the longest lives and the strongest powers.

I thought she's going to reject her because of her facial expression, but she kneel before me. “Take me as your alliance and let's create a Disparate Utopia where people can live up with peace and nature.”

a dagger running across his throat shut him up immediately as he fell to his knees. Trix’s world became silent, her heartbeat the only thing that she could hear. A ticking time bomb it was, one that had beat just as loud somewhere else. This was déjà vu, something similar had happened. This reminder shifted something in her a shift that started with her next words. “Well good riddance, he would have ruined the whole party,” she said glancing away from the dead corpse and towards the princess. “I know right,” she said on her infinite amount of glasses.

⚠️WARNING⚠️ The following literal set may contain depictions of graphic violence, gore, mild use of adult language and other graphic notation at some point. Reader discretion is therefore advised. *** “Two possibilities exist: either we are alone in the universe or we are not. Both are equally terrifying.” ~Arthur C. Clarke *** PROLOGUE

*** Sarah's POV "What do you think of these flowers, Ellen?" Sarah pointed to a selection in a catalogue from a nearby flower shop. She had been planning her special day most of the morning. It was supposed to be next month, though Sarah was worried some of the pack members didn't like her. The Blue Moon pack was a large and strong pack, thanks to her soon-to-be husband, Alpha Eric. They were known to be a trustful and loving pack, but she is half-human. which meant half of her was untrustworthy. Sarah's mom was human, her dad was a wolf, but was known as a rogue. He had been cast out by his pack years before he met her mother and went to live in the human world. He met Sarah's mom in a cafe

"You're my best friend, Sky. My life would be one dull mess without you." My cold heart warmed. Adam was the universe's gift to make up for the crappy hand it'd dealt to me. I was usually alone with my thoughts most of the time. They weren’t just disturbing on some nights, but pure torture. Sometimes my mind would wander to things it shouldn’t. I tried with all my might to censor it but it never worked. I didn’t have many friends - by choice. I didn’t like sharing these scary parts of myself with anyone and getting emotionally involved. I’m sure I had spared many people the pleasure of my ominous company. But Adam - he was an exception. He didn’t know about my dark secrets, but he would unkn

I let the low melody of the music playing over the radio invade the sepulchre of that moment, after all, that's what we looked like. Two dead people. The harmony of What's Left from Three Doors Down resonated ironically, almost like a punch of truths scattered through every word Brad Arnold sang. "It's time for me to let you go, that's what we have to do. It's time to give this up, I think we already knew that. There's nothing left for us to talk about, there's nothing left to prove." Perfect timing, isn't it? Life is a succession of debauched events that play out right in front of you, leaving you only to accept that perhaps nothing can be done except accept the rules of the game.

Even though the island was small, I didn't chance getting lost; not to mention, everything I needed was already here, and those that weren't could be ordered on Amazon. His laughter wasn't encouraging. "Yeah, but they aren't legal. There's a black hole from eighteen to forty-nine. Even though I can't say for certain, I think the portal is down on Beaches Boulevard, close to the grocery store. I left before it could suck me in at nineteen." "That's encouraging. There has to be someone here my age." "Sorry, sweetheart. Unless you want to become the trophy wife to a blue hair, you're out of luck. Give it twenty-seven or so years, and you'll be one of them."

Tangled Life". Once again, I would like to say thank you. Sylvia Sly