Hidden Realms 소설 & 이야기

Controlled chaos. A van rolled past, headlights washing the warehouse in sterile white light. In that momentary glare, the cracks in the bricks showed, the boarded windows rattled, and the faint smear of blood at the edge of the doorframe caught the rider’s attention. They revved the engine once—sharp, decisive.

"You've got no right to talk about love. A hidden girlfriend? Nah, just my replacement." Anger surged within me. Before I could shoot back, her smile turned cruel. She shoved past me, knocking my shoulder hard. "Know your place." Her footsteps faded, leaving me clutching my chest. The pain was unbearable. Luke failed me, but Karma always came back around. Once I calmed down, I went home. Mike called. "Your fiancé got you an animal biology book with real specimens inside. Pretty cool, right? How are you going to thank me?"

“I’m afraid I can’t call the Librarian’s off. They aren’t entirely a part of this world. All they know is hunger and the desire to protect this place and its secrets. I’ll help the others along as much as I can. Until then, we have some things to discuss.” “How are they not a part of this world? They seemed pretty real to me.” I muttered, “Breath and all.” Orion went to elbow me lightly. I scooted out of his way, snarling and swatting at him. “There’s hundreds of thousands of different realms. Really, the number is infinite.” Ismene explained, passion warming her musical voice. “However, there is one that mirrors our realm, and this library is sort of a bridge between the two. It’s somewhat

She rummaged through boxes filled with forgotten memories, her heart racing with anticipation. Her fingers brushed against a worn leather journal, its edges frayed and its cover adorned with a beautiful emblem—a symbol she recognized from the stories Aunt Cleo had told her about the coven. As she opened it, the musty scent enveloped her, and the words seemed to whisper secrets of a time long past.

Dark ones. A sudden chill instantly dropped the temperature of the room at an alarming rate. I knew I wasn't alone anymore. Paralyzed with fear, I struggled to pry my jaws apart wide enough to voice Liam's name. My breath was stolen from me when I felt something sweep over my left cheek and a shivering-cold sensation on the nape of my neck. Taking a hard gulp, I mustered up the courage to unglue my feet from the floorboards. Brave as I could possibly be at that moment, I turned. A face of a malevolent shadow met my stunned eyes. Towering over me; cold-aired growls flowed viciously from its mouth. Green eyes brighter than mine burned into me like they wanted to set my body, my soul on fire. Y

“It’s a sub-realm! How grand…” Andrius looked at his shocked expression and asked curiously, “What is a sub-realm?” Gluttony lamented, “In ancient times, spaces like this which are reconstructed within real space are called ‘realms’ or hammerspace. It means the Immortal Palace is a world constructed within the cultivation world.” Andrius nodded and thought it made sense.

I breathe deeply, filling my lungs with this intoxicating mixture, and feel something inside me uncoil in response. My heterochromatic eyes adjust differently to the darkness—my brown eye seeing the physical world of trees and earth, my amber eye perceiving the magical currents that flow through everything here. It creates a disorienting double vision, a world layered upon itself. Through my amber eye, I see the ward's energy as a distant shimmer, like heat rising from summer pavement, creating a dome over the entire Hidden Bowl.

I discovered the ruin in the silence. Not the sort of silence libraries have, or the intentional quiet of Obscura’s more…curated galleries. This was the silence of another kind. Echoless. Like the building had forgotten how to speak. Buried beneath the east wing of the old library complex. Behind a door sealed by dozens of layered illusion wards. Some were barely there, keyed to scent and light. Others were older, more violent, the magic only contained by stone that still remembered the ways it had been used to hurt you for merely touching the wrong brick.

After everyone showered, which got delayed because Ife was happy to be able to to get ravished by all of her mates at the same time, they enjoyed a candle light dinner on the balcony. Duskin updated her and the twins on his findings concerning Jacob and Esime. They had gone to another realm to hide out, one that wasn’t used freely and came with a steep price. They sacrificed a part of a soul every time they entered this realm and they most likely were using souls from the growing list of missing people. Ife suddenly felt an overwhelming feeling of doom headed their way. She didn’t know if it was for the pup or pups in her womb. If it was because of the battle ahead of them with Jacob and Esi

As expected, this matter had a close relationship with the Immortal Mountain. "There is a secret realm in the Immortal Mountain, and we're fighting for the throne to get the opportunity to enter it. This secret realm is located in the Immortal Mountain, so it's called the Immortal Secret lands. If you want to enter there, you must use the Divine Light as the foundation!" When he said this, Vince Schmidt looked at Zephyr Khan with strange eyes.