Dimension 20 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My mother, a woman with genuine intentions but blinded by misguided beliefs, stood before me, tears streaming down her cheeks, fighting against the narrative crafted by Elder Darius. The room, adorned with traces of familial warmth, became a battleground of conflicting truths. My mother, naive yet earnest, clung to the image of her daughter as Luna, a figure with the power to control the pack and shape destinies. Little did she know that the reality outside our dwelling was far removed from the idyllic perception she held.

*****Author's note***** Hello my beautiful cherries, I hope you all are doing fine. How was this chapter? Now that you guys have seen what the Volkari coven did to Dimitri's parents. I hoped you guys enjoyed it, I actually cried so much while writing this chapter. This chapter soundtrack is Chasing cars by snow patrol.... That songs makes me sentimental. Anyways, till next chapter byeee!!

She found a tall Oak tree and sat beneath its shade on a small rock. She withdrew her grimoire from her backpack and proceeded to flip to the page where her sketch was. The more she looked at it the more she was convinced that she needed to find answers about the girl in the bowl. Her mind reeled at who she could be and how it came to pass that they looked so similar and why she felt a kinship towards her. Just then she heard the fluttering of wings and looked toward where the noise was coming from she saw Silden standing there staring back at her. Her eyes were as black as night and her hair was red as fire.

Aria stood in the doorway of the bedroom, the soft glow from the main room painting her in silhouette. Kade was already by the window, staring out into the dark forest, his broad shoulders tense even in the quiet. The cottage around them creaked, settling into its first night with them inside its walls. She leaned against the frame, the wood cool through her thin shirt. “You took your best shot two years ago.” Her voice was quiet, clear in the hush. “You missed.”

Every laugh, every touch, every quiet moment we share… they’ve become a part of me. Something I can’t imagine losing. And with that love… Comes something else. Hope. The kind I’m almost too afraid to hold onto. That he could be my mate. With my seventeenth birthday only a few days away… That hope feels dangerously close to becoming real. But so does the fear. Because if he isn’t— The thought alone is enough to break something inside me. There is nothing in this world I want more than him. Nothing I crave more than the life we could have together.

Chapter 22 TW: The subsequent chapters might contain, intense emotional conflict, aggression, rough sex. Reader discretion advised. Please read with caution. DAMON; I am obsessed. Fucking, utterly obsessed with my girl, who thinks she would be getting married in about two weeks. My hands were tight on the wheel as I drove, knuckles white against the leather. Every time I blinked, I saw her face at the pool, wet hair clinging to her cheeks, that trembling lip she bites when she’s about to cry.

"But the energy she's releasing—" The monitors exploded. Every piece of technology in the building died instantly, rejected by my daughter's presence. We were delivering her by candlelight that kept changing colors based on which dimension was dominant. "I see her," Dimitri whispered against my shoulder, his bite never loosening. "Dark hair. She has dark hair like mine." Another push. The warehouse existed in twenty-three dimensions. I felt every supernatural being in existence turn toward Phoenix, drawn by the impossibility being born. Marcus materialized from shadow, his seven-souled form rippling with excitement. "The Reality Breaker comes. The chains between worlds grow thin."

Ma’am… ma’am.” The voice keeps poking at the edges of my dream, irritating and sharp—completely out of place because I’m busy imagining Tairan, my new fictional obsession, doing absolutely unholy things to me in a forest made of neon lights and by unholy I mean burning my palms with melting wax and using the fire to melt it again after it solidifies, yeah he's the psycho in my book that I'm in love with. But back to the topic. No one calls him “ma’am,” so obviously something is wrong in this universe.

I need to find out of she leanred to open and close the door to the dimension or not. " Hello, my sexy kitten." Dimitri said in an annoyed voice that makes me puke but I returned him with a fake smile on my face because I need this lousy and ugly fool of my mate in my plan because only he can tke Easton down while I can take Minerva down but in order to do that I have to enter the dimension which is impossible for me without Minerva. " What do you want, my love?" I asked seductively when he reached towards me.

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