Note From The Universe Novels & Stories

I feel so confused and lost. “No,” The Void replies. “You are The In Between.” “The In Between, you make me sound like I’m an entire universe onto myself.” “You could be,” The Universe remarks. “If you wanted to be. But maybe not for a century or twelve. Who knows. Evolving into a celestial doesn’t always work out the way one might expect. “Are you saying I’m some kind of goddess?”

Or was I just being paranoid? Maybe I should just go for it. Although I had no interest in dating right now, it couldn't be that bad, right? Free food and a chance to dress up. Dress up really meaning a t-shirt and jeans which were pretty much all the types of clothes I owned. What's the worst that could happen? Also, I might finally get to hear his story. And I guess he did kind of do something to my insides when he smiled. After contemplating my backup plan if he turned out to be an axe murderer, I looked at him and noticed he was looking at me too. I smiled and nodded to him. He made a motion with his hand. Turn the page? I flipped the note over and it was written:

I seem to float in the Universe. WARNING: Hi Readers! Please don’t unlock the succeeding chapters. I need to edit some grammatical errors and please do understand. If this note has been removed, you may now continue! Thank you and have a happy new year! @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL

And for the first time— She realized their universe wasn't alone. It never had been. The Age of Gods had ended. But beyond their reality— Other stories existed. Other worlds. Other creators. Other mysteries. And perhaps— Other threats. The silver feather dissolved into light. Leaving behind a single sentence. Written across the night sky. The words appeared among the stars: "Universe One has awakened." Then, somewhere beyond existence... The unknown eyes opened completely. And a voice echoed through the infinite darkness: "Begin Phase Two."

And saying: “Welcome to the first day of a universe nobody had to die for.” The image vanished. Noah and Lucas fell apart. Elena couldn't breathe. Eva stared at Noah. “You are my son.” He nodded. “Later.” Tears filled her eyes. “How much later?” “Twenty-three years.” Subject One crossed his arms. “So now people are arriving from futures of universes that don't exist.” Noah looked at him. “Hi, Uncle Elias.” Subject One went completely still. Lucas grinned. “You're an uncle too.” “Apparently everyone is.”

My hands shook as I walked aimlessly through the halls, my mind a tangled mess. My mate was a professor. A bitter laugh bubbled up in my throat. The universe had a twisted sense of humour. I clenched my jaw, trying to push down the emotions clawing at my chest. I needed to focus. I hadn't come here for him—I had come here for survival. And I had an advantage now. The note. I pulled the paper from my pocket, running my fingers over its smooth surface. Someone had gone through the trouble of sending this to me. But why?

The baby Utterance composed for seven hours. Nobody interrupted. Nobody asked for progress updates. Nobody did anything except sit in the crystallized egg chamber and listen to the newest consciousness in existence write a song that would either save infinite universes or tear them all apart. The composition was not like the previous notes. The bridge note had been a connection. The giving note had been a gift. The teaching note had been a lesson. This new frequency was something else entirely. It was an invitation.

We drop in together (perfect tandem, married sync). The wind tastes like forever. Year one we owned the sky. Year two? We’re just getting started. Coyote Club rule number fifteen: When you marry your best friend and accidentally become gods of a hidden university… you show up fashionably late and remind the universe who actually runs this place. The legend isn’t slowing down. It just grew teeth. And two rings. Let’s go. The Multiverse Sends a Bill September 15, 2030 – Advanced Sky Rebellion 501, Tempest Arena, 8:03 a.m.

The Last Tree trembled again. The lights overhead began drifting downward. One by one. Thousands. Millions. Like stars falling from heaven. Nova stared in wonder. Each light carried a memory. A life. A story. A universe. The traveler extended a hand. One of the lights settled gently into their palm. "This was the first ending." The memory expanded. Reality shifted. And suddenly, everyone saw it. A universe. The first universe. Small. Beautiful. Young. Nova watched impossible stars illuminate impossible skies. Entire galaxies bloomed like flowers.

And next to it was a handwritten note from Clara Vance: "Class is in session, Reader. The first lesson is simple: The end of the book is just the beginning of the world. Go outside. Plant something. Tell someone you love them without checking the 'Engagement Metrics.' The Audit is over. The Life has begun." The Sound of the New Universe The device in your hand vibrated one last time. A new notification appeared, but it wasn't a chapter number. It was a Coordinate. LOCATION: 0.0, 0.0 (THE CENTER OF YOUR HEART) STATUS: PERMANENTLY CONNECTED. Julian’s voice came through the speaker, low and intimate, as if he were standing right behind you. "I'm keeping the 1977 tape, Reader. But I'm recording