Living Untethered Novels & Stories

Far beyond the galaxies Something begins entering reality Something untouched by emotion. Untouched by connection. Untouched by change. And the moment it arrives Every evolved being suddenly becomes vulnerable

progressive-markdown_:is(p,blockquote,ul,ol,h1,h2,h3,h4,h5,h6)]:pr-8"> _*]:min-w-0 gap-3 standard-markdown"> This is the last chapter. Not because the story ends — the story does not end, the morning keeps coming, the archive keeps growing, the function keeps being practiced by people who care whether the other person is fully received. Tomas will finish the founding archive. Breen's framework will be used. The function will travel to new places. New packs will read the eighth notebook and either recognize what it is or not. Those who recognize it will begin.

" I feel myself being disconnected, the tethers that have held me in Charles’s mind are breaking. I feel my body seize and shake as the bonds are broken. I panic when I look down and realise I’m not attached to anybody, I’m floating and looking at the scene below me. Am I drifting away, never to be heard from again? I feel no attachments or anchors, my spirit is free and there is a purple glow. Looking down at the pack members who have attended, I see Joe looking up. It feels like he is looking straight at me. “The tether is not strong enough, we must repeat,” he says, his voice sounding distorted.

" Seeing as you are making a joke I think you feel better I think I should take my leave ‘’. She responded and I immediately let out a fake cough pretending to be feeling pains in my chest . “I know it’s fake Ethan “ she replied smiling and I pouted my mouth childishly . “ please stay and please sing for me ‘’ I pleaded and she smiled . Do you feel lonely Are you cold Are you somewhere out there where you don’t want to be Is it too hard and you want to let go Does it feel it all feel bland and rocky Are you scared Do you want to leave it all and go away There’s a sun that shines brightly at ten It’ll brighten everything that’s dark A light at the end of the tunnel they say A sun that shines

I had to open every door, and once I found the right room, I quickly laid my things inside and started unpacking my clothes and guns. I got the tape from my bag and began strapping the weapons in some area around the house; in the bathroom, under the bed and tables. It took me a while to do so, and then I decided to go for a shower. The water was warm, and steam started rising inside the shower. My body felt relaxed as I let the water run down my spine. After a couple of minutes, a light knock interrupted my peaceful bath. “Come down for dinner once you’re done.” It was Zakael.

They do not know the demons which lurk in the shadows of the Waterfall town and they don't have much time to collect information about them means a plan cannot be made. Her luck seems to suck but she must stay calm. With a deep breath, she turned towards her friends, all of them having different partners and different days to depart. She put the envelope inside her robe, near her chest, and wrapped her arms behind her back, talking to Agnes, listening to her complain. Agnes got the same partner she fought with not long ago when she was drunk. Megara already knew where this was going according to their world and its soulmate system.

His voice was smooth and windy, locked around her like the coiling of smoke. “ You can never be trusted, they would always see you as an endangered person, a dangerous force locked within the confine of their consciousness. No matter how you try to conform, their cage is your fate. But with me, no chains, no law would bind you, but only the reality of the untamed that was taken unfairly away from you.” Lydia reached out towards him, with her fingers trembling with expectation. And for the first time, she experienced an unfamiliar warmth against her fingertips - vibrant and alive. It was as if she felt hopeful within her.

Somehow, in their eyes, I had become the problem. We weren't the same kind of people. I apologized to Wyatt for wrecking his birthday and told him plainly I wouldn't regret walking away. My application for overseas study had already been approved. In a month, I would leave Riverton for a program in Amerinth. For the next few days, Bernard didn't contact me, but Vera did. She kept sending me intimate photos of the two of them. I neither responded nor blocked her. I wanted to see how long their little fling could last.

Staying would’ve meant trapping her in the shadow of a life that no longer existed, one haunted by the ghost of a man we both still missed. The death of my father shattered what little stability I had left, halting the awakening of my already-delayed senses. My wolf, Nala, didn’t emerge until I was seventeen—two years later than most. Typically, wolves awaken their other halves at fifteen, unless born of Alpha blood; theirs tend to surface far earlier, anywhere between eleven and thirteen.

"That just went in." "That was our guest who had booked the entire place for herself." I stood at the gate for a solid hour, but Macie's car never reappeared. Before long, my phone delivered another anonymous bombshell: a single video. The footage was clearly shot in secret, the audio filled with nothing but heavy breathing. I felt a wave of nausea hit me, but I swallowed it down with a bitter laugh. Macie and I, back when we were dreaming up our business, had often talked about unwinding at a beach resort.