Romans & histoires Beyond Realm

"Explain please." After the waitress placed a pint in front of Haldir, she took Mory’s glass. Once he took a drink, he set it down then blew out through his mouth in irritation. This wasn’t the kind of activity he was hoping for tonight. "It's kind of hard to explain. This world, it's just like a dream for supernaturals. A very long vacation from their real lives. The Realm is where supernaturals go when they have had enough of this world or if they die here." Mory swallowed down what she truly wanted to ask as her eyes became glassy. Having immortality dangled in front of her like a carrot was the cruelest kind of trick. "Like Heaven?"

I did what I always do, breathing exercises. “Every time you feel you're not in control of yourself, you just need to take time to remind yourself that you're still alive, this is your reality. You are in your reality, Hailey..” I hear a familiar manly voice which usually calms me down whenever this happens to me. “Hailey.. breathe for me. Take slow breaths for me.” I hear yaya’s warm voice, another memory. I did just that, I breathed in and out. I look around, Dara and Inez’s worried gaze are on me. Suddenly I felt relieved, relieved that I have them with me here. I have other people in my reality now.

But she did not seem to hear me, taking the little girl’s hand and preparing to leave. I instinctively tried to follow, but a thin golden barrier stopped me. Written on it were the words, "On the path to the afterlife, those who’ve moved on will never meet again." I watched as a long-lost smile spread across Emma’s face. And as I smiled, I began to cry. In the end, Emma and I were never meant to be.

Hey readers I know I'm not giving proper updates to this book. I am extremely sorry about it. I have been quite busy because of my studies, and I have to wrap up my other story, "Love Me Again." The story has few chapters left, and then I'll continue another book in it with the story of next generation. So, I am focusing more on it as it's about to end. Soon, I'll come up with new chapters for Beyond The Time.

“You said there’s a way to enter the Rift safely. A real way not just through the bond.” He hesitated, jaw tight. “There is. But it comes with a price.” “What kind of price?” “A piece of your soul.” I froze. He went on. “The Realm Beyond has rules. Entry isn’t granted, it’s bought. A soul fragment is the currency and a tether is the anchor. If your mind breaks, if your heart falters, the tether pulls you back but if the tether snaps while you're inside…” “You die.” “No,” Finnick said quietly. “You vanish. No body and no soul. Just… erased.”

"I complain because I'm intelligent." "You complain because breathing isn't difficult enough." Despite everything, a few warriors chuckled. The sound felt strange inside the chamber. Almost foreign. Yet welcome. After weeks of constant danger, even the smallest moment of humor carried value. The queen moved beside Lucien, her silver robes flowing across the stone floor. "The Underrealm lies far beyond Nightbane territory," she said. "Reaching it will require crossing lands abandoned after the fall of the First Kingdom." Fenric stepped closer. His expression remained grim.

It was the gift Seraphina left for him a week ago. He opened the box with trembling hands. Inside was a small, cold chunk of silver, completely devoid of energy. The token of their mate bond had been melted down. Kaden picked up the piece of silver. The bone-chilling cold of the metal broke him. Underneath it lay a piece of paper bearing Seraphina's final words to him. "The mate bond has shown me the truth about you and Lyra. I'm leaving. Don't bother looking for me." She hadn't even signed her name. The brief note was all it took to end their fifteen years of affection and the sacred mate bond that the Moon Goddess had blessed.

"Sofia is just my assistant. That's all." "Matthew, it's not about who she is," I replied, keeping my voice even. "It's about boundaries. About trust." I faced him. "Your secret room is our space, just like this home. When you let others in, it's like you're saying I'm not special anymore." Matthew gazed into my eyes, his fingers lightly touching my cheek. "You'll always be special, Elena. I promise, nothing like this will happen again," he said seriously. With that, he kissed my forehead. "That secret room will always be just ours."

The same hands that had given me my brother's key, like it was the last thing he would ever do. Then I stood there with my arms crossed and let Julian pull me away. I didn't like him. I was sure of that. I had never been so sure of anything before. I just wanted my body to believe it. This isolation block was very different from the Dark Room. The Dark Room was a punishment with a set end date. There was no message, no clock, and no way to leave this place. The walls were older, thicker, built by men who never planned to let anything inside come back out. No carvings. No names. The boys who came here just disappeared.

Erica floating undauntedly just in front of him. And then, she began her narration. "In the beginning, there was darkness. But after sacrifices of time, effort and energy, the universes were created. Man was gifted monsters, the powers to defeat them, and the subtle gift of intuition." She swiped the air like one would do when using a tablet or android, and a different reality appeared. No longer one of pitch-black darkness, but one of something that looked even worse. Blood, pain, hunger and torment. The light was too dim to fully uncover this reality's details but it was audible enough to give your goosebumps, goosebumps. “The creators deemed it fit to try and correct what they felt was a