America In Another World Novels & Stories

she says, Lee looked at her hard " you seem to know the answer why don't you help your sister out?" I asked coz he wants to act all smart, he did his lil thinking signature " uh this easy stuff, there's uhm Brazil , Barcelona, Botswana,Berlin, Beijing, Brussels, British and more" " Lee are you sure you know the world coz seems to me like your geniuses world has really turned its back on you baby boy - i'll write some ideas down for you I did a lil history back in high school I still remember " I said

I replied, nodding. “So, there’s another world other than here?” He asked in confusion, which I answered by nodding again. He sighed deeply, and I could tell that he was trying to process everything, and I’m sure that he was only in disbelief. It’s not every day that you get to know that besides the world you live in, there’s another world that has the possibility of having someone who looks like you.

[Moon Goddess, why are things from that world appearing here? I spotted my identity documents from the other realm spread across the coffee table. Birth certificate, pack registration, mating ceremony records... They had materialized one by one, reality bleeding between worlds. [My strength has not yet fully recovered, so I can only move the remaining objects from that world for now.] I felt a bit helpless and had to throw all the items that appeared into the trash can. Meanwhile, back in the pack lands, Ash had his hands wrapped around Scarlett's throat. "What did you do? Where have you hidden her?"

"Mrs. Crowe, are you sure you want me to cancel your flight ticket for moving abroad with Mr. Crowe in a week?" Milena Brooks' voice came through the phone, sounding confused. She was Asher Crowe's assistant. Gwyneth Payne stood on the balcony. She glanced at the withered trees below and made her decision. "Yes. Book me a flight to my parents' place for the same day and get Liana a flight overseas for that day, too. I'll see them off to settle down overseas in a week, then head back to my parents' place."

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.

​The office of Dr. Sterling Vance sat atop a glass tower in the heart of downtown, overlooking a sprawling American skyline that shimmered with the cold promise of industry. Everything about the space was designed to be "neutral"—the beige suede walls, the soft jazz playing at a low decentralized frequency, and the scent of expensive white tea. In the USA, even a marriage crisis was a luxury to be managed with precision.

I fell to the ground, and my phone flew out of reach. She pounced, the blade aimed directly at me. The rain poured over us, blurring my vision. “Die!” she screamed, raising the knife. I closed my eyes, bracing for the worst, until I heard a muffled grunt. When I opened my eyes, someone was between us—Gabriel. The knife had pierced his chest. Blood gushed from the wound, mixing with rainwater, dripping onto my face, warm and metallic.

" My vision blurred, a ringing in my ears. It all came flooding back. Sheila's tearful call, her mom's heart attack, the desperate need for surgery money. I scrambled to help, sending the cash without a second thought. It turned out that 'urgent family use' was code for getting rid of the baby she had with Yoel. Me? I was just the unwitting hero with an open wallet. Joshua's voice kept going. "I've dug up some more stuff. I just sent it to your email. "Erick, are you holding up okay?"