Is Shifting Realities Real Novels & Stories

POV DARLENE The sensation of the city falling was not the rushing wind of a physical drop; it was the sickening, internal lurch of a Reality-Shift. As the floor of the Twenty-Sixth Cycle’s Data-Farm dissolved into silver pixels and jagged code, the thousands of shifters we had just "unplugged" let out a collective, primal roar that was swallowed by the expanding void. We weren't just falling through space; we were plummeting through the Sub-Strata of the Loom, layers of discarded history and failed "Optimizations" that the High Council had buried beneath the pristine grid of the city-telar.

Just then I heard some low chipper from behind my back which made my head turn along with Nina's she must have heard too. The scene behind us was shocking my eyes widened with surprise and I am sure Nina's too. Tisha and Noah both were smiling and chatting ignoring everything around. They even failed to notice the constant stare of two ladies in front of them. I couldn't hear what they were talking about but both looked happy while chatting. It looked like they were surrounding by those animated movie's pink foggy clouds . Is this what love feels like? 'Spring is really here' Nina said in a soft time. Nina looked at my shocked face and Whispered 'Don't tell me you never saw it coming?’ she

Sienna, present... The thing about my life is that it feels as though I have lived many. From my torturous childhood, to the death of my pack, to being left alone for years. I've seen many things someone would barely see in 3 lifetimes let alone my miserable 1. The fact I'm still here still astounds me. 24 years old and all I've known is misery, distaste and cruel people. I decided when I was able to shift that I would no longer be this awful waste of space person.

The tears fell silently as they moved like snails down her cheeks leaving trails of salty water behind. "Monica! Stop this nonsense!" The first man who welcomed them in shouted. The hairs that peeked out of his nose quivered as he talked, flickers of piping hot wrath hue his face. Is this surreal? If yes this will be the most horrible dream Christabel has ever had. Maybe this is just a figment of her imagination.

"Leave the agreement you want to sign, and you can go." I nodded and picked up the documents before turning to leave. A wave of pain shot through my head. It was one of the symptoms of my illness, and it would only get worse in the later stages. Xavier, I don't need you to sign the agreement for me anymore. I'm just a bit curious: If one day you find out that I've forgotten you completely, will you have even the slightest bit of regret?

"Are you okay, Hera?" "I'm, uh," I hesitate. I can't even pinpoint what I'm feeling. "Overwhelmed. It feels like only yesterday I was learning shifters even existed. Now we've got shifters after the king with silver, which I didn't even know was an issue." I sigh. "I'm good at what I do, but this makes me feel so…helpless." "Listen," he runs his fingers through his hair with a sigh. "Shifters were taking care of themselves long before you even knew we existed. Whatever threat is rising will pass."

“Good.“ Richard nodded satisfactorily at Arthur's lack of words. “Another absurdity is the fact that you live in an apartment. “ “And what the heck is wrong with that?“ “Everything, man. You're a billionaire. The Belmont mansion is the best in the region. Who would wanna abandon it for an apartment?“ “I love my privacy. The apartment gives me that.“ Arthur shook his head. Richard would never understand. He practically lives in the heart of the city. He loved the buzzes and frenzies of the city, being the overly-social Casanova that he was. “Arthur, what are the possibilities that you're gonna run into your uncle if you both lived in the mansion? None!“ “If you love the mansion so much, you c

Her mind racing. “I know what’s real.” “Do you?” Silence. Ariana clenched her fists. “I can feel it.” The girl nodded slowly. “Exactly.” Her chest tightened. “What?” “You can feel it.” The girl leaned forward slightly. “That’s all reality is.” Ariana’s stomach dropped. “No…” The girl smiled faintly. “You think reality is something fixed. Something absolute.” Her voice softened. “But it’s not.” Ariana shook her head. “That’s not true.”

"Don't worry. Even if you don't stay in the military housing, you're still my one and only husband. I'll treat you well from now on. By the way, I only treat Marcus as my younger brother." At that moment, because she had never spoken to me so tenderly before, I felt my guard slip a little. Suddenly, a truck came speeding around the corner straight toward us. Jessica grabbed Marcus' hand and pulled him to safety. In the chaos, I felt someone shove me. As the car barreled toward me, I froze in terror. The vehicle swerved sharply and hit me, dragging me along the ground. The pain was so intense that I blacked out, and cold sweat streamed down my face.

“To whatever is watching us.” ​The bond flared again, hot and blinding, as if it were trying to lock itself into the architecture of reality faster than the shadow could react. Kieran hissed in pain, his muscles locking. “It’s pulling harder now.” ​“Not pulling,” I said, my breath coming in short, sharp gasps. “It’s bracing. Like it knows something is about to hit us.” ​The shadow shifted again. And this time, it felt like a step. Not through the doorway, but against it.