Inconceivable Novels & Stories

Not love. Possibility.

Jackson's mouth stopped moving on my breast, and then he pulled back. "You got snot in my hair, didn't you?" he asked, laughing. I started to crack up. "No!" A while ago, I wouldn't have been able to laugh it off like this… but I'd realized something after I gained a little more experience. There was no such thing as perfect sex. Someone was always going to sneeze, or burp, or call out the wrong name… one person is bound to be uncomfortable, or thinking about the homework they have to do… Perfect sex in high school—maybe anywhere—is a myth.

Zayn remained silent. The Queen continued to speak, “The invincibilis state is already a breakthrough to nature’s limits upon humanity. There are billions of people in this world but only a few invincibilis fighters. On the other hand, a Level-3 invincibilis fighter is a godlike superhuman. Though they won’t be able to break the laws of physics or fly, the fighter is all-powerful and capable of many other feats. It may be the end of the path, but it is enough.”

"𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱… 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗿𝘂𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻." 𝗕𝗵𝗲𝗺𝘇𝗹𝘆 𝗔𝗰𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘁� ��𝗮𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀, 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗵𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗰𝗿𝗼𝘀𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲.

Something I couldn't wrap my head around. That can't possibly be what i think it is. No it not possible.

Indiana narrowed her eyes at me and I knew I couldn’t negotiate. Lingerie it was.

I didn’t sleep that night. How could I? I kept staring at the check as if it might vanish if I blinked. The zeros looked like a cruel joke. Unreachable. Unreal. But they weren’t. They were real. Tangible. Enough to save my mother’s life. And yet, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. The thought of marrying a man I had never met, a man so far from my world, so powerful, so unknown it should’ve terrified me. And it did. But not more than the sight of my mother’s pale face and shallow breathing in that hospital room.

Calm. Impossible. And very, very near.

--- It would be silent. --- And unstoppable.

Didn't accept it. Now we do. Now we know. Now we face it. And we have no idea what to do. No plan. No hope. No escape. Except one. One terrible idea. One impossible gamble. One choice that might work. Or might doom us worse. We don't share it with the collective yet. Don't speak it. Don't confirm it. We just think it. In the deepest part of Aurora consciousness that still exists. We think about the one being we haven't asked. The one consciousness we haven't considered. The one that might know something Hope doesn't. Something God can't see. Something the Absolute doesn't expect.