Otherworld Adventure Novels & Stories

Third Person's POV The Astral Planet is a world where monsters roam freely. A place where they throw the worst of the worse. A complete opposite of the Celestial Planet, which can be described as an ethereal or sacred world. Within its dangerous and toxic territory, there stands its only Kingdom. Where even the meanest monster strays away from this place, making it a safe zone to live. They aren't avoiding it because of the strong energy emitting from the land but rather they are afraid of its ruler, the Dark Queen.

Earl asks while looking intently at Marius. "Of course, not! He's my son, Marius. We just came back from the other side." I introduced him and told him about our ordeal. "My...my...your son looks so handsome! What have you been doing on the other side?" Early asks me. I told him everything that had happened from the start. How the werewolves believed in a prophecy and how we ended up on the other side. Even Earl knows about the portal being closed. They also heard that the werewolves are after the vampire child.

Everything possible when possible meant preparing for environment we didn't fully understand despite Miguel's knowledge providing framework. The portal entrance was visible. Reality merger creating permanent gateway. Hybrid space allowing movement between worlds without requiring artifact manipulation or Cole's cooperation. Creating opportunity that was advantage and vulnerability simultaneously. We entered together. Five of us. Stepping through portal. Crossing into otherworld. Experiencing immediate disorientation from natural laws shifting. From gravity becoming optional. From time flowing inconsistently. From everything familiar becoming strange through fundamental differences in how rea

“Something… or someone… is out there.” Clara swallowed hard. She recognized the feeling immediately—the same energy from last night. Her heartbeat quickened. The villains were here. Somehow, they had followed her into this strange, bright world. Mike stood and moved closer to her. “Clara, whatever this is… we need to be careful. I don’t know what it is yet, but I can feel it too. You’re not alone. And we’ll figure it out.” Clara nodded, gripping the pendant. “I… I don’t know if I’m ready.”

The buildings, the clothing, literally everything without forgetting about the four-wheeled vehicle. Zayn had seen the 1979 Chevrolet C10 truck on his first day and that was what alarmed him the most. This was a myth, something he read in the books when he was a child. His mother would make sure he finished a book per day to prepare him for the throne which he would one day ascend. How can he forget the books about 'The other World'? 'The Other World' was a place that the wolves have read and heard stories about. A world where humans existed only with an advanced lifestyle that filled the pages of the books about this mythical world.

he muttered when he finally calmed himself down. “But, we don’t know yet if there were other books similar to Iero’s bedtime story book.” Hierro’s brows are knitted. “And we can’t investigate further about it since it has long since happened. And, maybe, the author who is a Traveler of that book might not have written any other books aside from that one.” He said. Reyan nodded in agreement. “We, Travelers, cross through other worlds.” He spoke. “But, we really don’t affect the other worlds. Or else, those worlds would have deviation in their fate, and might end up being destroyed.” He explained. Hierro sharply inhaled. He didn’t think that it would be like this.

"But they mattered." He pulled the book free and placed it carefully into Adelaide's hands. The leather had become silky with age. Its corners had rounded smooth beneath countless fingers. When she opened it, intricate illustrations greeted her first. Towering beasts whose bodies appeared woven from living constellations. Children sailing rivers of liquid light. Cities suspended beneath enormous floating crystals. She turned another page. Then another. Every illustration became stranger than the last. "What is this place?" "A world that exists only inside someone's imagination."

"It’s perfect, Antonia. It looks exactly like a real home." Portia reached over, taking the sleek fountain pen from the nightstand and placing it gently in Antonia's hand. "Now, let’s map out the timeline. I’ve already successfully transferred the final block of my private funds into the offshore account under my name. My mother's compliance team has absolutely no visibility on it. The moment our graduation caps hit the air next year, the lease activates." Antonia tilted her head up, looking straight into Portia's adoring eyes. The corporate matrix and the high-society lions felt millions of miles away from this small room. "What's the first thing we do when we unpack?"

Emily looked at him. “What is it?” “A door.” The silver point expanded. A circle of light appeared above the valley, growing larger until it filled half the sky. Within it, Emily saw something impossible. A world. Not another possibility. Not another version. Not another timeline. A place older than all of them. There were no cities. No forests. No oceans. No moon. The world beyond the doorway appeared almost completely dark, except for enormous structures rising from the horizon. They looked like mountains. But they moved.

The orb pulsed violently, and the entire citadel trembled. Edward grabbed my shoulders. “If you do this, you might not come back.” “I know.” He shook his head fiercely. “Then don’t—” But I was already moving. I reached for the orb. The instant my fingers touched it, the world ignited. Light swallowed everything. My heart beat once—twice—and then the bridge screamed through me, tearing every boundary apart. I saw all the worlds at once—the living, the void, the shadows, the light. Every soul that ever existed flickered through my mind like sparks in a storm.