Linked Universe Novels & Stories

I tried to explain whatever it was Luna was and she thanked me and turned to face the wall deep in thought I left her for that because maybe she might remember something while turning to the wall. ********** While back at the Beowulf Pack, there was a seemingly tough commotion as no one could tell of the Alpha’s destination. “Mathias tries the mind link once again” one of the elders reiterated to the Beta who seemed to have mind linked the Alpha for the hundredth time. “He has blocked me from the mind link and if I persist there would be serious repercussions” Mathias replied. “Since we can’t get him through the mind link we shall embark to find him in the vast forest his scent can never be

She finished saying eagerly. Lady-Luna Millicent nodded in agreement. “Yes, it would create a network of trust and support. We need to be united in this.”Madame Serena said. “Are you both willing to form permanent mind-links? This will allow us special access to each other’s minds among many other benefits.” I asked Maurice cheekily, smirking as he looked at me, his brown eyes glinting with eagerness. “Count me in. We need to be prepared for anything.” Maurice said as I nodded. We both knew the side effect of Demonic mind-links for mates was that we could feel everything, and our mates would, too.

I saw it, realization, shock, whispers exchanged in quick glances. None of them knew the truth and weren't supposed to. “I cannot stand before my pack, before my ancestors, and take a Luna that does not hold my bond.” I squared my shoulders, the weight of my words pressing onto the space around me. “I will not dishonor this union by sealing it with a lie.” Crystal’s breath hitched. “You’re humiliating me.” “I’m freeing you,” I corrected, my voice low but firm. Her hands curled into fists by her sides. She was barely holding in the rage boiling up in her.

“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.

My Dearest Readers, Where do I even begin? [Pauses to dramatically clutch chest] Firstly, thank you SO much for joining me on this wild, emotional, and (hopefully) addictive journey through the Intertwined series. Whether you've been here since Chapter 1 or just stumbled upon this story today, know that every time you open this book, my heart does a little happy dance. 🥹✨ A confession: Lorenzo is practically my fictional husband (sorry not sorry! 😂❤️), but because I love you all somuch, I'm willing to share him... sometimes.😉

And in my experience, no one is ever completely clean. Kirk sits across from me, not even bothering to hide that he’s communicating with his team through mindlink. It makes my skin crawl. Mindlinks are a pack thing, which means he’s tied to an Alpha. Just what we need—another Alpha trying to stake a claim in a sanctuary meant for the rest of us.

The lights went dim and a projector runs image in front. “Open city within the city,” Cassius started. “The Linked project aims to counter the current urban developments in the city. It will promote the interactive relations and encourages encounters in the public spaces that vary from commercial, residential, and educational to recreational. The entire complex is three-dimensional space in which buildings on he ground, under the ground, and over the ground are fused together.” Finn looked at Cassius while narrowing his eyes. ‘He’s doing better,’ he said before he noticed the trembling on Cassius’s hands.

she said. --- Oliver looked at her. --- “About him being a link?” he asked. --- Ariana nodded. --- Oliver didn’t hesitate. --- “Yes,” he said. --- A pause. --- “But links always connect to something bigger.” --- That was the part they hadn’t reached yet. --- The source. --- The origin. --- Ariana looked down briefly. --- Then back up. --- “So we’re still missing the main person,” she said. --- Oliver nodded.

I ran on pure refusal. Water dragged at my legs. Unstable rock shifted underfoot. Sarah’s residual awareness continued to cycle the shape of Marcus in violent, overlapping loops—alley, beasts, present dark, the man who had never been her father and had always been the reason the bond existed in the first place. The one-percent connection carried the feedback in both directions. My vision stayed white at the edges. Blood ran freely from nose and ears. The spatial realm remained locked behind capacity failure. The Permanent Link was a single frayed thread that should already have snapped.

Beneath her uniform collar, the delicate crescent moon and star necklace caught the bright afternoon sun, shimmering brilliantly for everyone to see. Portia rested her chin on her free hand, her sharp, adoring eyes entirely locked onto Antonia. She didn't look at the whispering crowds, and she completely ignored Tristan, who was watching them from the student lounge balcony with a furious, defeated expression. With every soft laugh they shared, and every tender glance Portia gave her, the invisible, rigid hierarchy of the university continued to shatter. They were no longer hiding their world in the dark; they were boldly living their promise in the light, making their bond stronger with eve