Linked Universe Comics Novels & Stories

“I’ll see you again, sister,” Blake said, hugging her tightly. Lydia nodded. “Of course. Just make sure to call me.” “Don’t forget we can still mind-link—unless…” Blake made a face, and Lydia knew what she meant. She and Knox weren’t going to mark each other. That was the only way a wolf could sever her ties with her old pack—being marked or officially joined to a new pack cut all previous connections, including the mind-link. But Lydia was sure that would never happen. Blake was confident, too—that's why she believed they could still stay connected.

You know I'm not lying- She bit her lip, deep down she knew it was true. -When I link up with him, what will happen to both? -Well, our minds will melt and we will awake like a complete wolf, is what will happen when our partner finishes the ritual- -And that's when I will know my past, when we merge- The wolf nodded with her head. Another reason they gave her to join Cristian, it was as if everyone agreed to unite them, but now, there was another purpose. Her past was linked to the rest of the packs, through her they could know what had happened to the other women.

I’m starving. I walk into the house and see Jemisha celebrating something with Dad and Regina. I pass through the room, and Jemisha calls out. “Sister! I’m so excited! Did I forget to tell you that I am part of that new reality TV show? The one about claiming a worthy Luna? Just like our past life. She joined, and then she had that snake put on the mountain to destroy me. “What a coincidence. So am I,” I said calmly, waiting for Regina to react. Without missing a beat, she started screaming like a banshee.

Luna Hale assured him that nothing was happening out of the ordinary, and Liam was right next to her, reading a book. When Juan came out of his link, his eyes locked with Xandar’s still-perplexed ones, and the Alpha shrugged when he said, “Not a message from my pack, Xandar. It’s probably from Tate or someone else from the team of ten.” Lucianne was concentrating on what the creature was linking her as she tried to wrap her head around how this person managed to link her without them ever forming a mind-link in the first place.

felt afraid. The Luna has reclaimed her Pack! Elara is leading an army of "Archived Assets"—a messy, multi-genre rebellion—down to the "Distribution Hub" to hijack the multiverse's broadcast. But on Floor 0, the "Universal Underwriters" are preparing their final defense: a "Series Reboot" that will turn Elara's own army against her. Can she maintain the "Empathy Link" when her friends are being "Re-Written" into enemies?**

“We were together for 5 goddamn years and we have lived together for 4 of them, I did your laundry paid your bills and you couldn’t even give me a heads up before you humped her in the back of the car that I paid the EMI for” “See I have no time for this crap, I have a news story. Do you wanna report it or not?” “What’s the story?” “You know that secret club that breaks off couples?” “It’s not a club it’s an agency that helps you get over breakups or helps you to UNlove someone, I did a story on them, remember?” “Ya, the UN-Love agency or whatever, one of their members has been exposed” “How do you know they are part of the agency none of their members ever reveal their identity”

The kind of meeting where alliances were forged in fire or shattered in frost. Laurel spoke next, her voice smooth but firm. “Elder Chorwin sent word. An alliance request.” “Yes,” Ryan said, folding his hands on the table. “The Shadow Blood pack and White Snow have joined forces. Their numbers far exceed ours. We came to seek support.” One of the elders leaned forward. “What proof do you have of this alliance?” Trevor pulled a folded scroll from his coat, placing it on the table. “Intercepted correspondence. Confirmed by our scouts. We believe they’re preparing for war.”

I reply, ignoring the looks my father, Allison and most importantly, Noah, who is now gipping the edge of the table in front of him, are giving me. “Oh, you have befriended the Luna’s Nephew?” Allison asks after a tense moment. “Yeah, we have a couple classes together, but most of our classes aren’t the same. I have one or two that are with kids Livie’s age, but many of mine are advanced, just not werewolf specific classes. Rolly has a lot of classes in the arts,” I reply, feeling much more comfortable talking about my new friend than about which werewolves have an interest in me.

“You are about to take a Luna. Our bond is supposed to represent unity and strength. And yet you bring in a rejected wolf with unknown ties and expect everyone to accept it.” Ariana flinched at the word rejected. “You are overreacting,” Damian said. “She will not interfere.” “That is not your decision alone,” Lyla snapped. “I am your future Luna. Every action you take reflects on me.” There was a pause. Then Damian spoke again, slower this time. “Nothing will interrupt our bond.” Ariana’s chest tightened. “She means nothing beyond what I allow,” Damian continued. “She is under my protection. That is all.”