Hyper World Novels & Stories

The glimmer in his eyes and smile on his face froze before quickly vanishing. His face turned red from embarrassment. Thankfully, no one was there to witness his embarrassing act. Feng Shaotian averted his attention in the scroll, but there was one problem. He doesn't know how to operate it. Without any choice, he spent more than twenty minutes before it finally worked. Information unknown to him immediately flooded his mind like a vast ocean, integrating itself into his memory. According to the scroll that ‘Hui Qing’ gave him, this world was called Vlody Continent. A chaotic place where slaughter and killing was normal.

Five teen years ago, World War III has started. But not to against terrorism, not even communism, now mankind facing a ferocious monster called Fluxter. Their normal size was like a racehorse, but their appearance is different depend on the class and regions of the world. Fluxter has a main core that located inside the head, it used to command all of the body just like a brain. Seraph type is the only Fluxter with intelligence, it usually leading a Fluxter colony. Not like other Fluxters, Seraph can metamorphose to stronger form called Varniant. The size and power are extremely enhanced, and obtain different ability depend on the evolution path.

"Agree, and I'll leave you alone. Disagree, and I'll keep cutting your face every ten minutes until you do." Gwyneth watched Liana, who seemed totally mad. "You do realize Asher's about to go bankrupt, right? Is it really worth losing your sanity over a guy who's about to crash?" "How could he be going bankrupt?" Liana stared at Gwyneth, disbelief in her eyes. "Are you lying to me?" Gwyneth scoffed. "Go ahead and look it up online."

He loves the place as well. Tagaytay has an average humidity of 78%, making the city cooler than Metro Manila. It is not yet congested and it has a better view indeed. Seeing Kristina in deep sleep, Luther plays his song for her on his car MP5 player.... Born for You by David Pomeranz... "Too many billion people running around the planet What is the chance in heaven that you'd find your way to me Tell me what is this sweet sensation It's a miracle that happened Though I search for an explanation

“Also, there is the fact that Kalti's helpers are supernatural beings and he has to “Also, there is the fact that Kalti's helpers are supernatural beings and he has to keep its existence a secret. And, well, this poor guy's typical day at work isn't exactly a walk in the park. More laughter. Damien picked up a copy of Wild Fire. “Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to give you a taste of Kalti's world. The audience settled into their seats, relaxed but attentive. He opened the book near the beginning and began to read. "We have another press release." The words, spoken over the phone by Zachary Tennant at Sydney Morning Herald, hit Kalti with a straight right to the pit of the stomach. He

I whispered one night as we sat by a fire. "It’s not crashing," Rowan said, staring into the flames. "It’s being **Overwritten**. The 'Real World' 2026 was just the final simulation. It was the 'Safety Net' for the elite. When you woke up in that warehouse, you didn't wake up in reality. You woke up in the 'Hard Drive.'" I felt a cold chill. "Then... where is the 'Real' world? The one with no ink and no wolves?" Rowan looked up at the purple moon.

Chapter 10 The dawn broke over the city, golden sunlight glinting off glass towers and streets that had once been battlefields. Clara stood atop the highest rooftop she could reach, her pendant glowing softly against her chest. She had spent the night meditating, channelling the energy she had inherited from her grandmother, the strength of her lineage flowing steadily through her veins. Her team Mike, James, and Bridget stood behind her, eyes scanning the horizon. They had tracked the Shadow Council to an abandoned industrial complex near the edge of the city. This time, they were prepared.

Beatrice Wilder, or GWOTOWC, ignores me. I hand over the sheaf of papers with only the first page filled in. Beatrice looks through them, huffs, and stands to her full five-foot height from behind her desk. Her short white hair is a lie, or at least I think it is. Judging by the trickle of energy she releases, she's a shifter of an unknown lesser variety. During my fifty years of visiting the human realm, there have been many changes. This realm is now a melting pot of every paranormal creature imaginable. I'm undecided if that's good or bad. Bottom line... I prefer my own realm, where dragons are lords of land and sky. I'm just old-fashioned that way.