Alternative Universe Novels & Stories

“No, it’s not my sweat, it is yours. But, I am sure you smell like magic, old magic. Do you think your father’s new woman can be a witch?” He can ruin every single moment, can’t he? I breathed out, realizing how stupid I was and how foolish it all was. It wasn’t his fault; I am the hormonal idiot. Then, the rest of his sentence stuck, and I spun around to look at him. “Witch? But, I thought all females here were human?” “Haven’t you realized yet? We might have two different worlds, but they do work together. Creating parallel words, lives, and events. If you had never come back, you would have been a human for the rest of your life, but coming here opened your alternative destiny.”

"No, Ava!" Elijah's eyes narrowed. "There must be another way." The original creator's voice turned gentle. "Ava, it's the only way." Ava's heart swelled with resolve. "I'll do it." As Ava made her choice, the multiverse trembled. Realities began collapsing, merging into a singular point. The creator's faction vanished, their plans foiled. Ava's existence began fading. Ruth's tears fell. "No, Ava!" Elijah's roar echoed. "There must be another way!"

meekly, stepped out of the restroom doorway and plopped herself exhaustedly into the nearest chair, turning it a little to face us. No one returned her greeting, still seeming to be in shock, so Liz continued speaking. “I can tell you what you just watched. When the Dirt blew in in 2022, field agents Murphy, Higgins, and Johnson faced their personal dirt. In 2018, their Field Team 16, while on an investigation, were transported to another, alternate Earth.” At that point, I had seen Black-Eyed Kids and UFOs for myself. I’d become friends with a mage, someone gifted with the Sight, and a tiny pocket-sized dragon. I was prepared to accept that alternate Earths weren’t just for science-fiction

I saw Mia coming to me from the side, she hugged me saying “Aliana I heard what happened. Did he hurt you? Are you okay” she continued asking more questions but I cut her off midway “I'm okay I guess , my body just feels dirty, a man called Xavier saved me , he said he was second in command or something like that” “Yess Xavier” she said his name with this alluring tone and purr, I gave her a weird look then she continued talking “yeah he's Ares right hand man, they're always together, another good looking Greek god I could eat up” This time around I was the one that face palmed my head then said “Are you meant to be fantasizing over your bosses”

Amara reached out her hand. The alternate Amara stared at it. “You don’t have to kneel,” Amara said. “You don’t have to rule.” “You don’t have to become me.” “You can simply choose.” The alternate Amara’s eyes filled with tears. Slowly… she took Amara’s hand. The moment they touched— the sky exploded with light. The darkness screamed. “NO!” Every world in existence appeared around them. Hundreds. Thousands. Millions. Every possible version of their lives.

The memory shifted. Another city. Another civilization. Another world. Different people. Same ending. Collapse. Death. Reconstruction. Again. Again. Again. Ava turned toward the woman. “How many times?” The woman smiled. “Twenty-three.” Ava's blood ran cold. “These weren't different versions of me.” “No.” “They were different worlds.” “Yes.” Ava stared at her. “You've been rebuilding humanity.” The woman nodded. “Over and over.” “Why?” The woman's expression softened.

As they moved deeper into the darkness, the memories became stranger. Aria saw a world where oceans covered everything. Then another where trees grew higher than mountains. Then a world where humans had never existed. She saw creatures that had never been born. Cities that had never been built. Languages that had never been spoken. Lives that had never happened. She stopped. "What are we looking at?" Nova turned. "Everything that could have existed." "But didn't." "Exactly." Aria felt a strange sadness. There were so many possibilities. So many worlds that had never received a chance.

The battlefield went silent. Across the newborn universe stood an army unlike anything Sophia had ever seen. Thousands of alternate versions of people she loved. Different Luciens. Different Sophias. Different Seraphinas. Different Elyras. Each one represented a life that could have existed. At the front stood the alternate Seraphina. She looked exactly like the First Daughter. Except her eyes were completely black. “You took everything from us.” The real Seraphina stepped forward. “I didn’t take anything from you.”

Not into darkness. Into millions of tiny points of light. They surrounded Emily. Then they entered the countless alternate Emilys. Each woman received a piece. Not power. Not control. Memory. Understanding. The knowledge that they were not alone. One by one, the alternate worlds began separating. Emily watched as realities formed around them. One became a world of oceans. Another became a world of forests. Another became a world of floating cities. Another became a world where humans and creatures lived together. Another became a world where magic ruled.

Beyond it was not darkness. There was another universe. Then another. And another. Thousands of realities appeared through the opening, each one containing a different version of existence. Lyra saw worlds where humans had wings. Worlds covered entirely by oceans. Worlds where the stars were alive. And then she saw something that made her blood freeze. A universe that looked exactly like hers. Same mountains. Same sky. Same palace. Same people. But there was one difference. Standing beside a different Ronan… Was another Lyra. She looked directly through the opening. And whispered: “You're not the first Lyra to choose freedom.”