Divided Minds Book Novels & Stories

Because something else was inside my mind now Not thoughts. Not memories. Structure Data. Layers unfolding. Like I was being opened from within. “Integration beginning,” it said. My breath hitched. “No—wait—” But it was already happening. My body stayed still But inside Everything moved. Memories began surfacing violently. Not mine alone. Other versions of me Different outcomes. Different lives. Different failures. “Stop…” I whispered. But I couldn’t tell what I was speaking to anymore. Because I was starting to split.

I walked to the center of the massive, empty stone floor. I sat down cross-legged. I placed my hands flat on the cold stone. I didn't have Elias’s silver band. I didn't have the deep sight. But I had the iron. "Let them come," I said, feeling the immense, crushing weight of the three million fractured minds pressing against the edges of my consciousness. "The clinic is open."

Intelligence. Ancient. Alien. Aware. The second eye focused directly on him. And suddenly— A voice unlike anything he had ever heard filled existence. Not layered like the awakened network. It's not cold like the figure. Not playful like the eye. Vast. Endless. “Why do you insist on remaining separate?” The question echoed across every reality. And somewhere deep inside the structure— Luke felt millions of minds hesitate. Because the question was seductive. Why should existence remain divided?

''Zeze said, ''Yes they are similar to fallen gods.''Ezra said, ''That is the after mind the gods power are seal in to the book the book is giving to someone that don't have any powers. All the book have date on them that is when the gods wake up and are reborn again. ''Zeze said, '' When the Host die or The time run out the seal will be broken and will be reborn they call it the after mind because you won't remember anything after you enter it. ''Zeze said.

Finally I spoke, "Where exactly are we mom? I thought the book was to tell me everything." "Well dear, the book actually brought you here so I could speak with you. Sure it tells you everything but I needed to tell you all of this in person, well as in person as we could get. In a sense you're in your self conscious. A piece of your mind that you find peace in." "I was awake though when I opened the book. Shouldn't I have been asleep?" "On that part the page summoned you here. In a way you're asleep but I have faith that Slate is waiting beside you for your return."

Aeden said. “That sounds reasonable.” Lex said. “Actually, it all sounds crazy but it explains a lot. Hmm, I guess the psychic was right. I’m two people at the same time but not the same place.” Aeden said. “What’s a ‘psychic’?” Lex asked. “It’s hard to explain. Never mind. So, what do you do when you’re me?” Aeden asked. “I watch through your eyes.” Lex said. “You just watch?” Aeden asked. “Yea, well I learn too. I mean everything is different for you, except Dean.” Lex said.

It was haunting. "What the hell just happened to them? Why did they suddenly grab me like that?" She clearly knew the brothers were stimulated, but she didn't think they would touch her. She could only imagine horribly what would have happened if Ajax had not stopped the twins from going even further. "Even Aiden..." she was still in disbelief. "Aiden, who was the most caring but aloof amongst them, lost his mind for a moment, too. What the heck is going on?" She breathed slowly, trying to collect her thoughts.

I blink several times as I take out the book and see purple tentacles on the cover. I blink and flip through it. flip through it. Holy crap. This is not the last Slade Gray book. Things happen in this book that blow my mind. Things happen in this book that blow my mind. eight fucking dicks? I feel the floor drop out from under me when a thought occurs to me. thought. My fucking soul mate thinks I read this shit. There's only one, maybe two men brave enough to do this shit to me.

BOOK 3: Chapter 25: Ripped Panties Nothing else matters again anymore. She knows she should actually be questioning herself if she doesn’t return back to this. But right now, she feels like she has been overtaken. Her mind spins in dizzying circles, tangled with thoughts she can no longer control. She’s finally lost her grip—given in. All she can think about now is the memory of his mouth on her pussy, the brutal rhythm of his huge dick pounding, slamming into her like a force of nature. Her mind isn’t hers anymore; she moves through the house on autopilot, trying to arrange things while waves of sensation echo through her like phantom touches. She’s still living in the memory of what happen

I stared blankly at the bookshelf in front of me. No. Absolutely not. I shoved the thought away immediately. I am not going to think about him. Especially not after the way my pulse had reacted earlier when Derek looked at me in the training grounds. And definitely not after Fiona’s teasing. Nope. I walked over to a shelf in search of a book, trying to divert my attention from dangerous thoughts. The shelves here seemed older than the others, filled with history texts, magical records, and strange psychological studies. One title immediately caught my attention. Childhood Memory Loss and Magical Trauma. My fingers stilled on the spine and slowly, I pulled the book free. A strange heaviness s