Hidden Realms Novels & Stories

The final chamber was not hidden because it was empty. It was hidden because it was the truth no one had survived cleanly enough to carry back. The foundation beneath the sanctuary peeled apart beneath my hand, and below the lattice of bones and roots I saw a vast round chamber lined in black stone veined with silver. Old water circled its edges in silent channels. At its centre stood not a throne, not an altar, but a cradle of iron and root grown together around a hollow large enough to hold a body.

What does it mean? My mother answered: The three children you remember have awakened. The fourth is still sleeping. Where? She looked toward the ground. Beneath the world you created. My heart stopped. Beneath this world? Yes. There is another world beneath this one. A hidden realm. A place where forgotten souls sleep. Cassian tightened his grip on his sword. How do we enter? My mother looked at me. You need to sacrifice something. I frowned. What? A memory.

Chapter 4: The Forgotten Prophecy Emerging from the Shadow Realm, Elara and Aric found themselves standing on the edge of a vast expanse, where the forest gave way to rolling plains dotted with ancient ruins. "This is the Forgotten Plains," Aric explained, his voice tinged with sorrow. "Once, it was a land of great beauty and prosperity. But now, it lies in ruin, a testament to the folly of those who sought to wield powers beyond their understanding." As they explored the desolate landscape, they came upon crumbling statues and weathered tablets, each one bearing cryptic symbols and faded inscriptions. Elara felt a stirring of recognition deep within her soul, as if the stones themselves wer

Probably it was a symbol of being a Demifae. Eleand continued his research. He found some helpful information, and others were stupid enough to make him laugh. He went back again to the place of his accident. There might be a portal from there. But all he saw was the forest and the vast Pacific Ocean. THE day of Ezekiel’s art exhibit came, held at one five-star hotel in Manila, and all his family members were present. The title of the show was The Hidden Realm, featuring the entire Erganiv and the faeries governing it. The art exhibition would last for three days, and there were so many people during the opening.

The atmosphere grows more sinister as Gemini and her comrades journey more into the Hidden Realm. The vivid scenery gradually gives way to a dense, stifling mist, indicating the start of their first significant test—the Path of Shadows. They find themselves at the entrance to a labyrinth whose tall, twisted walls seem to be alive, changing with a sinister force that warps reality.

Hua Meili could also do nothing about the sect members who entered the secret realm; she could only hope for the best for them. ...... Inside the secret realm, in the deepest part of the secret realm. A large door covered with markings on both the door and the walls was tightly closed from the outside world. Inside the door, three large eyes were staring out from the door. And those eyes were blood-red and filled with evil. CRACKKKKK...

Amell sighed with a sad shake of his head. "You have an independent territory?" Vladimir raised a brow at the new piece of information. "Ha! Why do you think we wanted the ownership of the Fountain of Spirits?" Amell ridiculed as if Vladimir had asked a silly question. At Valdimir's dumbstruck look, Amell threw a filthy look around the preying ears before fisting Vladimir's collar bringing his ear close to his mouth making them appear like two lovers sharing a secret between them. "Don't tell anyone. The Fountain of Spirits might be an ordinary getaway for the Dragons but inside it is a Hidden Realm, a territory larger than any Kingdom you have ever visited."

For an agonizing eternity, the screams of the collapsing palace were replaced by a low, humming vibration that resonated deep within my bones. When my vision finally began to clear, the world was no longer burning or crashing. I was no longer standing inside the wreckage of the White Palace. I blinked, my breath coming in shallow, ragged gasps that clouded instantly in the freezing air. We were standing in an endless misty realm beneath a featureless, leaden gray sky—there was no sun to offer warmth and no moon to offer guidance. The ground beneath our boots was a silent, desolate plain of dark stone stretching into infinity. This was the hidden seal dimension, the liminal void between reali

It was the complete opposite of that Balck Forest…this was—light, comfort, a beautiful haven. “This…” I whispered. “Where are we?” Ronan, standing ahead of us, turned back with a grin. “Welcome to the heart of the Hidden Realm. Only a few humans can ever step here, and most of them are extremely special. It is the intersection of all the continents, the center of everything in existence.” My eyes widened as I turned slowly, trying to take everything in. He chuckled at my shocked face. “I know. Pretty, isn’t it?” Theo was equally stunned, looking around with his mouth slightly open. Celina clutched her bag tightly, muttering, “I feel like I’m in a dream.”

Anyone could see that it would be risky to step inside. "Yes, this is the rear hall. It's the real palace. The emperor is inside," the old man smiled as he replied. Chase reached out to touch the light screen. He could feel a tremor coming from it. "This is a secret realm!" While Chase was feeling curious about the place, the divine Black Turtle suddenly spoke up from inside Chase's mind. "Sir, are you telling me that this is a secret realm?" "Yes, I'm sure about it. Even though it's a secret realm of low quality, it's still considered a secret realm. It's a slightly better place than High Heaven Plains."