Note From The Universe Novels & Stories

the mysterious figure taunted, their eyes gleaming with malice. Simone's expression darkened as she stepped forward, her energy crackling around her. “Who are you? What do you want?” she demanded, her voice firm. The figure chuckled ominously, taking a step closer. “Oh, I'm just a messenger,” they replied, their tone dripping with intrigue. “A message from someone powerful who has been watching your every move. They have a proposition for you, something that will change everything you thought you knew.” My heart raced with a mix of curiosity and unease. What could this mysterious messenger have in store for us? And who was this powerful being watching our every move?

My breathing turned erratic as I read the short note attached to the picture. 'Don't wander alone in the forest, Serenity. You could get hurt' ... Please vote and leave a review of what you think. Lots of love

As the cosmic symphony played on, the nexus responded, revealing glimpses of futures yet to unfold. Amidst the cosmic dialogues, a mysterious figure emerged—a guardian of forgotten lore, holding the key to deciphering the intricacies of the cosmic dance. "Your journey has only just begun," the guardian whispered, its words echoing through the celestial expanse. With each revelation, the nexus flickered with anticipation, and we were drawn deeper into the cosmic narrative, thirsting for the next revelation.

A counter that had stopped moving millions of years ago flickered, once, and was still again. The same soul. Again. In the flesh. The universe, collectively, had no idea what was coming. It never did. ~~~

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Every now and then I sigh, I really want to kill myself. Ting I looked at my old cell phone which suddenly rang. Strange, I haven't used the phone in a long time. I want to ignore it, but I'm also curious why this old phone is still on and there are notifications coming in. I quickly opened the phone and saw a message from an unknown number. 'Happy birthday!' That's it, the content of the message was just that. Then, not long after that message, Joshua came into my room. I looked at what the man was carrying. A bouquet of purple flowers, I don't know what kind of flower it is.

He didn't see the tiny, almost imperceptible crack in reality that the release of our energy had caused—a hairline fracture in the fabric of the universe, leading to a place of pure, silent, and watchful darkness. And from within that darkness, something ancient and cold, something that had been waiting for a very, very long time, slowly turned its attention toward the small, blue, and suddenly very interesting world.

It is leaving. But as it dissolves into nothing, a single, shimmering slip of material, like vellum made of light, drifts down from where it was. It floats on the still air, turning over and over, before landing softly on the floor at my feet. I kneel, my body moving slowly, numb. Arthur is beside me. We look down. It’s a note. In a script that isn’t writing, but pure understood concept. Specimen Designation, it reads. Not a bond. A binary star system. Two separate hearts whose gravity creates a single, inseparable path.

The First World became peaceful. Our daughter looked up at me. Mama? Yes? Can we go home? I smiled. Yes. Cassian put an arm around both of us. Let's go home. We began walking toward the palace. Then I noticed something in the sky. A single black star. It hadn't been there before. I stopped. Cassian looked at me. What is it? I stared at the star. I don't know. The star pulsed. Once. Twice. Then a voice whispered across the universe. The Beginning has chosen. My heart sank. And now the End has awakened.

"Women have to get married eventually. Not everyone has the brains for business, you know?" I couldn't help but laugh—though it was more out of frustration. "Yes. I went bankrupt. But you all have money, right?" As soon as I said that, Abby's face turned pale. She exploded, "Money? We don't have any money left. Don't you know your creditors came looking for you? They've been hounding us." I gave her a wry smile. "Oh, really? Well, that must be a burden for you." The latest Torbes rankings were released yesterday, and my company—specializing in AI and aerospace—had climbed to the top. What was once a small startup was now the number one.