Blanc Hyperdimension Novels & Stories

Layla’s mouth dropped open and her body stilled because it wasn’t her reflection – not her real one. She watched the younger version of herself apply heavy makeup to her eyelids and lips with quick ease. Her hair was straight with the same highlights that she saw herself with during her hypnosis. The short, red satin negligee looked like it weighed no more than a feather. And her jaw was moving. Was she chewing gum? She didn’t chew gum – did she? Then her reflection looked to the side, like someone called for her. She smiled, checked herself one more time, and walked away.

- I blow the whistle in my hands, making a shrill noise. -Where did you get that whistle- Kilian asks in confusion. - A wizard never reveals his secrets, no offense William- I look at the blond with lilac eyes who makes a gesture - And now mangy mutts and warlock I want fifty push-ups!- I use the whistle again. -You look hot when you get dominant- I roll my eyes annoyed by the mere existence of this being and his comments.

A rough growling voice says. I turn to see a woman. She is thin and short. Her hair is long, and her face is covered. "That is right. I am only 17," I answer. She moves closer. "Well, don't get drunk in my place and cause me to lose my liquor license," she says, laughing. I am not sure the supernatural has a liquor license or if anyone can get here that isn't special in some way. I nod while she laughs. "I am Umbra," she says. She moves closer, and I can see her hair is white with small pieces of copper. She was once a redhead, like me.

As much as I’m sad to close this chapter, I know it’s time for me to move on to new beginnings. But don’t worry—there are still stories I’m excited to share! If you enjoyed Blinded Dreams, I encourage you to check out the prequel, Dreams Come True. It tells the beautiful and unique love story of Sabrina and Travis, where Sabrina first sees Travis in her dreams. Their journey is heartwarming and full of surprises, and I’m sure you’ll love it as much as I loved writing it. Additionally, if you’re into fantasy, my bestselling novel Third Chance Mate is something you won’t want to miss. It’s a world of adventure and magic, and it holds a special place in my heart.

“Breathe. Don’t leave me like this.” He forced air into her lungs and pressed again, desperate and frantic. But her chest remained still. Her eyes never opened. Lisa Callahan, the heiress who had plotted betrayal and who had promised him a future built from revenge and stolen empires, lay silent. Gone. Peter sat back, drenched and trembling, though his jaw was set tight. The waiter lingered nearby, pale and terrified. “Sir… she—” “No one saw this,” Peter cut him off, his voice low and menacing. His gaze flicked to the unconscious Samuel. “No one knows.”

The room buzzed with excitement as friends and family exchanged greetings and well wishes, their voices mingling with the strains of soft music that filled the air. The melody of the Sitar and Shahnaai intertwined with whispers of love and longing, wrapping around the hearts of those gathered. Suddenly, the soft strains were drowned out by the unmistakable sound of a helicopter descending upon the rooftop of the opulent seven-star hotel. The assembled crowd exchanged curious glances, wondering who could be arriving unannounced at such a prestigious event. The helicopter descended gracefully onto the helipad atop the hotel roof, its arrival marking yet another extravagant touch to the already

Opening its gaping maw, the python lunged toward the white light. As the python passed through, the void dimension instantly cracked open under its overwhelming power, revealing numerous flows of white energy. The energy surged like countless sharp razors, emitting spine-chilling sounds. Clearly, these were the dimensional urbulences. Witnessing the scene, the white light intensified beneath Sean's eyes. Baldur's expression turned unusually gloomy, and his eyes filled with horror at the sight of the dreadful turbulence.

Yes readers, this is the end of Black Luna, just as how I imagine it. But hey, Black Luna fits this story doesn't it? Black means dark, not good, bad things will happen vibe? And she's a Luna, so...fits! I think you will exclaim and say "Huh?! Over already?! So this means...." And a question after that. So I'll answer some questions which I think you'll be wondering. 1. So this is the ending?!

The Resolution of the New-Standard A "Blinding-White-Indigo-Flare" erupted from the "Origin-Dimension," traveling back through the "Temporal-Well," the "Multiverse-Lattice," and into the "Avery-Arbor" on Earth. The "White-Vast" didn't just "Change"; it "Solidified" into a "Cathedral of the Infinite." The "New-Standard" was "Online." Dominic pulled back, his "Somatic-Grafts" settled into a "Permanent-Universal-White-Gold." He looked at the "Void," which was now "Singing" with the "Frequency of the Spring."

"My love, Hades, was only a myth, there is someone else in charge of the underworld." "Prince Ulrich?..." "As always." "It turns out you were right, sweetheart." Dimitri smiled, gazing at the love of his life. His happiness was in the moment, more focused and intense, like a beam of light to his soulless self. And just as with well-focused light, Blanca was like it when he found better resolution. "Are you sure? It may go directly to my head. And prove that Hades is real, I can become silly and rowdy and enter the underworld for no apparent reason." Blanca mocked him, a sly grin on her face.