Desired Realities Novels & Stories

" The headmaster's deep and terrifying voice echoed in the very quiet Coliseum. No one attempted to make any noise, only the voice of the headmaster could be heard, along with the gentle breeze that surrounded the entire Coliseum. "It is my pleasure to welcome all of you to our annual rank evaluation. I am also happy to welcome students who transferred from other schools in Ilias. We all look very much forward to your evaluation this year. To start, everyone is required to attend because doing this will help you evaluate yourself and your power. Thus, allowing you to develop yourself more. As much as all of this represents endless possibilities, it only points to your potential. And what is

CHAPTER 3 “You have to see how wrong that is… I mean come on… You are not better for it.” “How so? Of course we are better for it. Look at us… Look at the wealth… We have everything we could ever want or need. We never need anybody to tell us of our worth…” “But you are still not content. You need to show the world what you have… What you own… How you control women… You are seeking approval…” Callie could see that Tristan did not like hearing that. His eyes darkened at her statement. She was going to say it how it was, no use in lying. She would never see him after tonight.

"Stop staring no one is there, my little mate." "Have you been drinking," Rani asked, inhaling his smell. "There are too many problems, and I need to forget then, I need the nightmare to end, I wanted this day not to come, the day, I will long for a particular woman but have not been able to get her, I long for her but she is not mine, and now I am in heat, I am burning with desires, will you help me?"

I earned the scholarship to study with the highborns and elites. My fingers involuntarily moved to my lips. If they weren’t bruised and swollen, I never would have believed any of this was real. It still seemed like a dream. Noah, Cole and Hayes were well known for their flirtatious ways even with a mate. Was this what it was? Just another conquest added to their endless list? I bumped into a girl and all her books crashed on the floor.

Not perfect. Not magical. Not fairytale. Just real. And real was more than enough.

A smile unconsciously tugged at my lips. Later that night, there was a soft knock on the door. I opened it to find Jessica standing outside, looking haggard and anxious. "We need to talk," she said. I stepped aside to let her in. She wrung her hands together and worked up the courage to say, "Zachary, I've always wanted my husband to be you. I've been waiting for you. Marcus' temper is getting worse, and he spends money lavishly. I…" I couldn't hold back a derisive laugh. "Waiting for me? Jessica, do you even believe your own words? What do you take me for, someone you can just summon and dismiss as you please?"

"Sitting with Corvan, I understood that arriving is not how this works. There is always another room. Another pack. Another person who has been unseen and needs someone to see them. The work does not finish. It just keeps finding new places to be needed." Darius was quiet for a moment. "Does that frighten you," he said. "The idea that it does not finish." She thought about it honestly. "No," she said. "It is the opposite of frightening. If it finished, it would mean the world had stopped producing the conditions that made the work necessary, which would require the world to have changed completely, everywhere, all at once. That is not realistic and it is not even the goal." She held his gaze

--- Ariana exhaled slowly. --- “That sounds like I’m not real anymore,” she said. --- Oliver looked at her. --- “You’re real,” he said. --- A pause. --- “But they’re controlling how real you appear to others.” --- That explanation settled heavily. --- Because it meant one thing. --- Reality wasn’t just what existed. --- It was what was recognized. --- Ariana leaned against the locker. --- “So this is the consequence,” she said. --- Oliver nodded. --- “Yes.” ---

“We will show you,” I said. “But not just our memories. Not just our experiences. We show you the pack. The real pack. The living, breathing, existing pack. You see them directly. You feel them directly. You understand them directly. No filters. No interpretations. No manipulations. Just truth. Just reality. Just existence as it truly is.” “How? I cannot leave this realm. Cannot enter reality without becoming reality. Cannot experience without contaminating my nothing.” The First Dark pulled back. Afraid again. Uncertain. “You ask the impossible.”