Novelas y relatos de Beyond: Two Souls

“You gave her half of your Origin.” Lucian looked at his hands. “That can’t be.” “It is.” The older Amara smiled. “And that’s why you two can never truly separate.” Lucian looked at Amara. She looked back at him. Their connection suddenly became painfully clear. They weren’t merely mates. They were one soul living in two bodies. The King Below roared. “ENOUGH!” The entire first world shook. The dead wolves rose. Their bodies transformed. Bones cracked. Their eyes turned red.

"Let's go," he says, tilting his head towards the exit. I don't ask where we are going, but I follow. "Apphia, I can try to help you contact your wolf," he says. "How?" "I can go in the beyond realm, and if she left, that's where she is," he informs me. The beyond realm is a world inhabited by supernatural spirits and filled with dazzling creatures. It is where our wolf parts are before joining their humans. The beyond realm consists of good and evil, heaven and hell, light and darkness.

Hence, Lisa framed her question carefully. Seraphina grinned. "Really? That's a funny coincidence. But honestly, I look pretty average where I come from. I'm not surprised that I have a doppelganger." It was a straight-up denial. Lisa studied Seraphina's gorgeous face and read between the lines, yet she said nothing in respect of her boundaries. She switched tactics. "Well, besides the wolf, his parents posted a video, saying that he was in a bad state. He's dying."

“But you won’t live to keep it.” Lisa tilted her head. She attempted to step back, but the drugs had already dulled her limbs. Her body swayed, fragile and unsure. Petra’s hand shot forward. The shove was sharp and merciless. Lisa stumbled, her heel catching on the tile’s edge. Her arms flailed momentarily in a desperate attempt to regain balance before the pool engulfed her. The splash echoed across the estate, shattering the silence. Lisa’s body twisted beneath the water, her arms flailing weakly, legs moving out of sync. Bubbles streamed from her mouth as she gasped for air, but the drug had stolen her strength. Her hands reached upward, breaking the surface once, twice, before slipping b

The same soul being stretched across two bodies until the distinction stopped mattering. Then the chamber re-formed around them. Not restored— rewritten. They stood on a platform of silver stone marbled with veins of darkness. Above them, the fractured sky merged into a swirling vortex of white and black, forming new stars as the realms wove themselves back together. The Trial’s voice echoed from every direction and nowhere at once—thin, horrified, awestruck. Impossible. This cannot be. Two cannot bear the Convergence. Two cannot merge. Two cannot remain separate and whole—

The unknown space beyond began to pulse with a power that threatened to pull everything into it—existence, non-existence, choice, certainty, all of it. Potential’s form began to dissolve, their voice echoing as they faded away: “You don’t have much time! The beyond is reaching for us! You have to choose now—stay and protect what you have… or go and build what could be!” The door was almost closed. The key was beginning to fade. The choice had to be made in the next moment, or it would be made for them. And as the last crack of the door began to narrow, Cole and Lila reached out their hands—toward each other, toward the key, toward the unknown.

My parents had always held me responsible for Andrea's death, and Steven's heart had always belonged to her. I was the outsider and the disposable one. Reborn, I made a silent oath: I would live for myself and sever all ties with them.

[ Bima: "And they'll see this power. They'll know what I am." He took one last look at the blooming Soul-Root, a symbol of his dual nature, of his power and its peril. Then, with a final, determined breath, Bima turned and left the greenhouse, the scent of life and decay clinging to him, the howls of the approaching Mana Hounds a distant, but growing, threat in the pre-dawn air. He was going to the Northern Spire, alone, to face the darkness.

"We give it the bond. The merging. The power of four souls in one. It can't consume that. It can't contain it. It will tear itself apart trying." The Devourer roars. It understands now. It knows what we're planning. "No," it growls. "No!" "Yes." I step forward. "You wanted the Blood Moon. Here we are." I reach out. I grab the Devourer. I pull it into the bond. It screams. It fights. It tries to consume us. But we're too much. Four souls. One soul. Infinite. The power explodes. The world goes white. --- I open my eyes.

He was so lost in the man's narration that he failed to notice the sun rising again. " They plan to ran into double world which they almost succeeded in but her husband was there to stop her. He laid upon her a terrible cursed before he hang himself. Leah now find herself to be neither a Beast, human nor Goblin but a living corpse. The Beast lord, Rasmus went into the cave and settled there with the love of his life seeking a solution to Leah's health. Finally he came accross a mysterious sage who told him he should sent Dark into double world so he could multiply "