Fantastical Multiverse Novels & Stories

She felt like a child who had wondered into an R rated movie. "Our employees are all chosen for their exceptional physical traits. All the men are at least six feet tall, all are younger than thirty, and all are-" Here Mrs. Hartley hesitated, making Emma look up. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she held her hands a little over a foot apart. "-well endowed," she finished. "The ladies are also chosen carefully," she continued. "They are all well-toned and have a bra size of at least DD. A dozen ladies are available for fantasy play, as well as more than twenty males."

Antonia replied flatly, her voice smooth and entirely devoid of any past attachment. "I am here to execute an international merger, not to chase ghosts. Let’s get our notes ready for section five." Monica stood frozen, a cold chill of goosebumps breaking out across her arms. She realized with a sinking wave of dread that while Portia was still drowning in the unhealed trauma of the past, Antonia had genuinely, irreversibly crossed the bridge to the other side of their inverse universe. Once again, a suffocating wave of guilt flowed all over Monica, heavy and crushing. The clinical coldness in Antonia’s eyes was more terrifying than any scream of anger.

"You’re going to turn five billion people into 'raw materials' because we’re not profitable?" "Actually, it’s closer to six billion if you count the integrated glitches," the Adjuster corrected mildly. "And it’s not about profit, per se. It’s about balance. The Multiverse is a closed system, Ms. Vance. We cannot have a 'Void-drifting anomaly' hogging this much mass without a valid permit." ### The Pencil-Pusher's Power He didn't raise a sword. He didn't cast a spell. He simply drew a single, long line across the top page of his clipboard.

he indicates a bench beside me, under a big cherry blossom tree, light pink petals laying in the bench. "What now?" I do as he says. He opens up his hands wide, looks like he's going to start a speech. "This place isn't something you expect from a normal world, but for some reasons I can't explain much about that either. But from how this was created, you can revive something you have lost from here, anything from anytime of your life." "Does 'anything' include a person?" He touches his head, ruffling up his hair, "Depends on situation. It might work on dead people as now, but it most probably won't work if you're just thinking to get back your ex boyfriend."

That's when Péngyǒu gives a breathy laugh, as if she feels a thousand-ton weight pulling her down, a heaviness in her stomach. - What did I do to deserve this, Mr. Yoshihiro? - She questioned him. - Because I? – She had a lot of questions. - Between the entrails of the magical worlds, between each part of the multiverse, there are from weapons to artifacts of great power, those who manage to maintain or dominate. - There are many worlds where there are large arsenals of weapons that could destroy all life on this planet for a million years, in which those who are all beings that live here oversee them if they ask the same question every day.

The air crackled with an unnatural energy colors unseen by human eyes, sounds that resonated deep within their minds. They had done it: activated the portal, but now they were caught in a realm where the rules of physics, time, and morality no longer applied. This was the dimension of the Dimensional Drift, a place where every possibility existed simultaneously, where multiple versions of themselves coexisted, each with their own memories, desires, and fears.

Pandora Being named after the one woman who unleashed the darkness and evil beings into our world just simply opening a box has never been easy, especially when I need to meet new people. They hesitate to talk to me and even look at me or towards me. I've heard rumors that I'm a witch's hybrid with a wolf, that I was cursed when I was born, and even that I was cursed because I tried to seduce the mate of a powerful witch, but none of this is true, and it also makes no sense, I never crossed the boundaries of the lands of the pack. But even if these unfounded rumors amuse me, after all, we realize how far people's imagination scans, I have my responsibilities, such as: doing my homework, afte

I shook my head " you must really don't wanna lose Benedict right? So you don't care that he got 2 kids already with different mothers?" I asked raising my brow. " I can't change the fact that you got his first kid and that bitch be having his second child ,thats fine. Atleast he told me about it though" she shrugged making snap my head at her