Leave The World Behind Book Novels & Stories

she widely smiles when she saw her little sister. "Sarah, there are both black and white in this world. These two colors are parts of our life. God puts us in a world of black and white for us to see everything, for us to realize that life isn't about happiness only." Sarah walks near to her little sister. "Don't worry. Everything ends with a happy ending. If this is not happy, then its not the end yet," Samantha said before disappearing from Sarah's sight. Sarah turned her sight to the sea. Realizations hit her.

I could almost hear the rustle of leaves and the distant howl of a wolf, a reminder that the world outside was untamed and alive. Hours slipped away, the transition from day to night a seamless dance of light and shadow. When I finally closed the book, the villa had transformed. It pulsed with a newfound vitality, as if infused with the essence of the stories I had absorbed. This was no longer a cage; it was a sanctuary of potential, a place where imagination held sway. As I gently returned the book to its place on the shelf, I knew this newfound escape would be my refuge in the days to come. It was a reminder that even in the most ordinary of moments, magic and mystery were waiting to be di

She pleaded. A sad smile lined my lips. She was right. We could indeed live in peace with each other. Heck, I had almost fallen in love with her right here. This place was indeed filled with magic. But now we were leaving, we have had to leave whatever magic alone. "You are right. This place is indeed magical. But right now, we are leaving this place and keeping its magic behind. It's time for us to go back to the real world and face the real world, Helen." The words glowed out of my mouth.

A story that was never about finding the perfect world, but about building one, step by step, hand in hand. And so, the story of "Between Two Worlds" came to a close. But in my heart, I knew it wasn’t truly over—it was just beginning. With love, with family, with friends, and with dreams still yet to be realized, I knew that no matter where life took us, we would always find our way back to each other. And that was enough. --- The End

High above Ashbrook, hidden beyond the clouds where no human eyes could see, an ancient portal slowly opened. Inside stood a lone figure dressed in black royal attire. His sapphire-blue eyes overlooked the human world below. "The Human Realm..." he whispered. Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward. A streak of brilliant blue light shot toward Earth. Far below, completely unaware that destiny was about to cross her path, Liana reached for another book. Within moments, her ordinary world—and the life she had always known—would change forever.

“Something… or someone… is out there.” Clara swallowed hard. She recognized the feeling immediately—the same energy from last night. Her heartbeat quickened. The villains were here. Somehow, they had followed her into this strange, bright world. Mike stood and moved closer to her. “Clara, whatever this is… we need to be careful. I don’t know what it is yet, but I can feel it too. You’re not alone. And we’ll figure it out.” Clara nodded, gripping the pendant. “I… I don’t know if I’m ready.”

She had forgiven him, but she had not said she would stay. Even when facing a dying man, she would not offer false hope or kind lies. Ethan closed his eyes. A wave of grief washed over him. At the same time, there was a strange peace beneath it. Maybe this was what he deserved. He breathed out, voice barely audible, "If we could start fresh in our next life, I'll treat you right… I promise." With that final whisper, he let go. Ethan was gone.

Like it was trying to stay alive. The dark roared. The pull got sharper. “Kieran,” I whispered. My voice was breaking. “I don’t want our story to be about us being apart.” “It’s not,” he said. “It’s about crossing over.” “Those are the same thing when you are the one left behind.” He closed his eyes for a second. When he opened them, they were burning. “You are not being left behind. The world is holding you. And I am being thrown into it. That is not the same as being left alone.”

So I closed my eyes and drifted back to sleep. When I woke again, it was already nine. The room was empty. I stared at the vacant chair by the bed and let out a quiet laugh. Of course she wasn’t here. She was probably back at the hospital with Lucian. That was fine. Better, actually. It meant I could leave without being stopped. I checked my bags one last time. Passport. documents. laptop. phone. The recording. Everything was there. Just as I reached for the handle, my phone lit up.