Invisible Narratives Novels & Stories

I let out a very deep breath. I then move my eyes to look around. Everyone is busy meeting each other, briefing with their teams and trying to make friends with others. We should also be like them, however, because of this situation, we somehow blocked. Not only that, I've noticed that, that people around us are not aware of what is happening even though, we are not far away from them. My eyes squint. Just then I realized, the three of us are inside the invisible sphere. This person in front of us, is using his power which I have no idea what it's name.

With a heart drumming with joy, I reached out to the file and opened it. I retrieved a white paper inside and stared at it , my gaze scanning on it, grasping the content. The smile on my face faltered, replaced with a deep frown. “Divorce agreement?" I looked up, my brow knotted as confusion flashed in my eyes. Maverick nodded gently and said. “Just like you see. Sign it. I'm quitting the marriage." He simply said, his words hanging in the air. It was as if everything around me froze.

He scrambled to retrieve the phone, his breath hitching as he tried messaging me instead, but only exclamation marks flashed on the screen. Panic clawed at his chest. He tore downstairs and sped home, but the empty house greeted him like a tomb. I had been long gone, and my beloved specimens had vanished from the shelves, too. The relentless ticking of the clock was the only sound, a cruel reminder that this wasn't some nightmare he could wake from. His mind went blank, grasping for anything to hold onto. Then he remembered the invitation I had thrown at him, one that he had dismissed as a childish jab.

He saw his mother fade slowly and he opened his eyes. He saw someone that looked like Annabelle but his vision was so blurry. He tried to blink to make it better but he found out that he couldn’t “Anna?” He called out The blurry figure stopped and looked back at him. He was expecting her to walk to him but she didn’t. He moved close to her and found out that she was sinking. He started to run towards her but it felt like she was moving farther from him. She kept sinking into the ground until she was finally gone.

I said denying the fact i was jealous of the stares those girls were giving Jack Jack eyes roamed the cafe,probably searching for our table course he smirked when he saw our table and walked towards us Taking a seat beside me he exchanged pleasantries with my siblings while I acted like I didn't know he was beside me "So I've become invisible you cant see me right" Jack feigned anger "Sorry I didn't see you" I said "Well you didn't see me, but your food did..... its calling me to take it" he licked his lips taking my tray of food to his side eating it

She had disobeyed him three times this night; going outside without his permission, bringing that damn cat in his house, and coming down to the basement. Madeline hesitantly opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She was far too terrified. Was this really who Matthew was? He hid he fact that he was a direwolf, he hid the fact that he was a cruel torturer who kept men chained up in his basement, what other secrets is he keeping from her? "Answer me." His gaze was menacing. She began scolding herself for coming down here. "You should've just stayed in bed, you idiot. Everything would've been fine."

My name is Chester Jones. There was something a little different about my body. Because of that, I was almost thirty and had never been in a real, intimate relationship. It was the kind of frustration that could not easily be explained, the kind that settled deep in the chest and refused to go away. Then there was Gavin Cobb. His life could not have been more different. There were always new women showing up in his social circle. They came and went, one after another, like some endless party that never really stopped. All of them were attractive in their own way. Somehow, they all ended up around him, letting him handle them however he pleased.

She laid back on her bed sobbing loudly. The whole campus had seen her. Tasha burst in without knocking. “Jayla, get up. We’re not letting him win.” “I’m not going anywhere,” Jayla said. Her voice cracked. “Everyone’s seen me naked. Everyone.” “Exactly,” Tasha said. “So you hide and they talk louder or you show up, head high, and make them choke on it. The sooner you carry on with your life, the sooner they'll forget it.” “I really don't want to.” Jayla cried

“You can make it appear as if existence is not present.” “Approximately.”. Miriam looked deeply unsettled now. "It would be impossible to determine the extent of intervention.". Elys tilted its head. “Only statistically anomalous.”. The timer dropped. Fifty-one seconds. Amina's mind raced. People would not die if Elys was visible in her absence. Fear might stabilize. But another truth surfaced immediately—. Ultimately, concealed power can be perilous. Were secrecy already a common feature in past practices? She looked at Adrian.

he said finally. “Yes.” “And it suggests retreat.” “Yes.” “Is it wrong?” She did not answer immediately. Then: “No. But it is incomplete.” “And does incompleteness require correction?” She looked toward the window. “That’s the question.” For the first time, she felt the tension not as intellectual friction—but as personal weight. If she spoke to correct the narrative, she legitimised biography as a battleground. If she stayed silent, the narrative might calcify. She understood now why visibility is extractive.