Check From The Universe Novels & Stories

We do the cheek kiss thing that I've only ever done with her in my life and she holds my face to scrutinize it, I mean look at it. "Your skin is looking rather ashy dear. Have you been drinking your 8 glasses of water a day?" You literally could be the most perfect human in the world, she'll find a flaw. Also, 8 glasses of water a day has been proven to be largely misinformed. I don't tell her that though. I instead say, " You look lovely Grandma." Then turn my head to the side to say, "this is my boyfriend Luke."

Death expected within 30 seconds! [If the Female Protagonist dies, this world will enter an irreversible self-destruction sequence. Within twenty-four hours, the entire dimension will collapse into a black hole. All living beings will cease to exist forever!] The System’s warning exploded in my ears like nonstop sirens, but I felt nothing. I lay motionless on the ground, staring blankly upward like a corpse whose soul had been ripped away. Scenes from the past replayed before my eyes one after another.

He didn't see the tiny, almost imperceptible crack in reality that the release of our energy had caused—a hairline fracture in the fabric of the universe, leading to a place of pure, silent, and watchful darkness. And from within that darkness, something ancient and cold, something that had been waiting for a very, very long time, slowly turned its attention toward the small, blue, and suddenly very interesting world.

I asked, "What proof do you have that Lucas isn't my biological son?" I gazed across the assembled media before playfully pinching Lucas's cheek. Lucas played along, crouching down his six-foot-three frame to match my height. I asked, "How can you claim we're not related when we look identical?"

"And run a quiet audit on the local grocery cooperative where the mother works. I want to see exactly what hooks we have to dismantle them if necessary." The next day at school, the atmosphere between Portia and Antonia had to remain strictly professional, but the invisible trap was already closing around them. Antonia was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, her fingers unconsciously tracing the hidden crescent moon and star necklace beneath her collar when she noticed a black SUV with heavily tinted windows idling just outside the university gates. It wasn't one of Portia's personal vehicles. A cold wave of dread washed over her as she realized the shadow of Portia’s family was stret

Fire was everywhere. “Order, chaos, and neutrality are all words that come to mind while thinking about the concept of the universe. It doesn’t matter where the cosmos is at the moment. The universe is in a continual state of flux. It is an indisputable law of nature that old gives way to the new. The law allows us to determine the identity of the gods and to break free from their authority,” a voice greeted us. And that voice alone was enough to send an unfathomable shiver down my spine.

“No one in this universe can escape karma. Not even your moon goddess. She can delay her trial, but she cannot escape it. Her karma would find a way to her. It has found a way to her through us. Us who are mere puppets of the universe.” “What are you playing at?” My tone was harsher and more impatient. “Universe is always working in your favor. It brings to you what you summon. You summon negativity. It brings that to you. You summon positivity. It brings that to you. You summon weakness, you become weak, you summon strength, you become strong. Universe is merely a waiter at your service. It brings to the table what you order it to.” Illumi went on in a psychic tone as though he was giving m

And for the first time in the history of the stars, nobody was checking their bank account to see if they were allowed to breathe. ​The Auditor’s End was not the end of the story. It was the end of the Debt. ​And as Kaelen Vane closed his eyes for the jump back to Earth, he felt the heartbeat of the universe, a steady, rhythmic pulse that didn't cost a single cent.

Everyone looked at him. Eden continued: “Maybe this universe should choose its own name.” Hope smiled. “That sounds right.” Suddenly, a voice came from the new universe. Not the Collector. Not the Hunger. Not the Architects. A new voice. Young. Calm. Alive. “I am called Evera.” Hope froze. “Who said that?” The voice answered: “I did.” The new universe pulsed. The two suns brightened. The oceans moved. The mountains shifted. Hope stared in amazement.

"The forensic audit? Yes, probably. We have the Utterance's endorsement, Mercy's Ledger access, and the Hollowsmith's architectural blueprints. We can document and legitimize most of the irregularities." "Most?" "There is one irregularity that we cannot legitimize. The big one. The reason the auditor was imprisoned in the first place." "Which is?" Ben's voice dropped. "The universe itself. The auditor reviewed the previous universe and found it bankrupt. It recommended liquidation. The Absence overruled the recommendation by compressing the auditor and creating a new universe on top of its prison. From the auditor's perspective, this universe is an unauthorized asset created from the proceed