Beyond Myriad People Novels & Stories

In this weather? I was so surprised and ran to it sitting down on my knees I cleared the snow settled on it. It was a beautiful six petal white flower. As I was busy doing my important work I sensed someone staring at me. An uneasy feeling dwell in my heart and my head subconsciously moved up. There I saw something on the other side at some distance ahead, staring straight at me it's eyes boring into my soul. I couldn't figure out what it was but whatever that thing is, it's huge and black in colour.

I let out a sigh. We both fell into silence. Perhaps we were both contemplating what our respective people thought of us. Lauren patted me on the back. "Regardless of who we are, people need sustenance. Let's focus on feeding ourselves, or else we'll be worse off!" I smiled. "You're right! Maybe this world isn't just black and white. Perhaps we're overthinking about Jared or Trinity. We're making it too complicated." Lauren nodded. I added, "There must be a way. Just like how we can't simply judge a person as good or bad. Who's to say that Jared is a bad person?"

Mehak looks around then mutters in little audible tone "Look at that woman in pink dress, she is my mumma's employee and that those men in red, black and blue shirts are also people appointed by my Mumma" All the people looked around and saw those people, Rishi couldn't help but ask "How do you know?" To which Mehak replies "Because these people are always there whenever I go somewhere without her, you tell me, for once it can be a coincidence, for twice or for thrice but everytime this happens." Mr. Hooda laughs "She is truly a lawyer's daughter." Aditya smiles and looks at her who was also looking at him with a smile. Aditya asks "What are you looking at?"

The weather seemed to mirror the collective sorrow that filled the hearts of those in attendance. Crystal sat amidst a sea of mourners, her gaze sweeping across the room. Family, friends, and acquaintances had gathered to pay their respects, their faces etched with sorrow and sympathy. She searched for Chloe, her best friend, who stood by her side, her eyes swollen and red from countless tears. Crystal knew that it was almost time—time to say their final goodbyes. She tried not to be so bitter about it but in the end it all came down to one thing, life was cruel and unfair.

what was my reason" desperation ★★★ In less than an hour I got the call from Andrew, all of our debt had been cleared we were no longer bankrupt , it seemed that Walter had kept his end of the deal and so I had to keep mine I had to marry Valarie, but will she agree...

As I thought about Rebecca, another thought about Emmanuella stabbed through my mind. I sank into the chair. My head felt as if it were filled with lead. If I claimed to have control over my life, I’d be lying. I was lost, desperate for someone to lead me to clarity. But who could be that guide? This was Madena, a place where nobody had time for anyone else’s problems. There was no sense of community. If you were lucky enough to marry a decent partner, you might have companionship. But if you were foolish, like me, and lost that partner chasing a mirage, you’d spend the rest of your life drowning in regret.

The way he looked at me, it was as if he knew I was wondering in my mind on how he manage to get the information of the whereabout of Marcus so quickly. The more I kept thinking about it, the more I get to understand that big classic people like Dorian that are higher and are elite tier of the society... These kind of people have access to things the rest of us don't. These kind of people have resources, and connections... Even contacts that anybody would not even imagine they have.

“You guess.” I’m about to answer him back when I heard footsteps coning towards our location and I hear it all around the place that I can’t determine how many people are coming. It just took a minute to find myself surrounded by hundreds or maybe thousands of mysterious people and I’m sure that they are here under thecommand of a single person. Te guy in front of me. ”What do you need?” ”You’re different out there and you’re different in here. Do you know why?” ”Why?”

We all looked hopefully at her, waiting for this option. “The only antidote that can cure her is the secret elixir. A concoction known to only a few, hidden deep in the heart of the Crescents.” Why the fucking Crescents? “The journey to get this elixir is tough. And now, we have to avoid the Crescents, making it even more difficult. Many have tried, but very few have returned. But that's our only option.” This was not a solution. It's not a fucking solution, but thats the only way. Why?

“They cannot all enter normal realities.” Eva's voice came through. “Agreed.” Elena turned. Eva continued: “Not because they aren't people.” “Because many share bodies, legal identities, homes, families, histories.” Mara nodded. “Manifesting everyone into origin realities would recreate identity convergence.” Noah's voice followed. “I can make places.” Elena immediately said: “Not alone.” “I know.” The Many responded from their domain. WE CAN EXPAND VOLUNTARILY. Mira: