Novel & Cerita Parallel Universe Fiction Books

Verity shrugged. “Right. Wordswood is that museum,” I said. Verity contemplated me with silence. “That museum wasn’t in some hidden alley, or some unlocated location. It was spread across Wordswood. Yes, as fictional as it may sound, but there is a whole another world operating parallel to our world, and it is hidden and it is expanding every second.” “A place that big? Where is it hidden?” “Inside the books,” I said, leafing through another book. Verity walked round the table, pulled a chair beside me and sat down, looking at me with great interest.

I tiptoed, slowly walking towards the shelf, trying to hide myself and make everything quick before she wakes up. I scan, poke, and pick every strands of books just to find that special one. If i am not mistaken, it was the blue book i have accidentally choosen before, which the librarian knows it's prohibited. ### After scanning for a couple of minutes, I finally have found what im here for. This was the book I have held before. It is the one who's talking about parallel universe and portals. Before the dragon reawakened, I quickly run to exit. I look like a thief.

I placed my satchel on my lap. The book has taken over his world. It's how I see it. He is reading something about parallel universe, it’s what I can see from the rolled page. I lean closer so he could hear me perfectly. “Do you believe in a parallel universe?” He close the book that he’s been reading this whole time and create a distance between us. Well, maybe he is reminding me that we are not acquainted. I lean back from the table that’s separating us. I wryly smile while he is looking at me like I am an annoying creature that approaches random strangers. Oh well, it’s partially right, or absolutely.

*** Five years ago Lucy POV I never thought my life would be this miserable. My one and only love of my life left me and he married my best friend Eloisa who just fooled me too. Then he came back like nothing happened, seduce me and made me pregnant. He and Eloisa betrayed me. They took my child and left me with a crime I didn't do and they live to the States as a happy family. Today was my first day at the prison. I'm scared like my whole body is shaking. I am walking with two bodyguards beside me. I was handcuffs like a criminal which I wasn't.

Back in the rented beach house, he crept past his parents' hushed breaths and collapsed onto the couch, his skin still humming. Sleep came fast, but not before his traitorous mind replayed Jon's hands, his laugh, the way his muscles flexed under sweat-slick skin. ************************* The sun glinted off the pages of Nina's book as she sprawled on her beach towel, her straw hat tilted against the glare. The ocean murmured behind her, lulling her into the fantasy world between the pages—until two shadows fell across the sand. "Das ist kein Platz für Träumereien," a deep voice rumbled. Nina looked up, squinting. Twin towers of muscle loomed over her—Evan and Stefan.

I don't have all day, it's movie night later. Seren: ... can I come? Achilles: *background* Only if you promise not to talk during the movie and spoil everybody. Seren: Deal! Okay, so, on to the story! Do you believe in a Parallel Universe? Do you believe that multiple realities exist? If you don't, then let me tell you, there are multiple realities, and since we exist in the first reality, everything we have in our world exist in other worlds, like technology, love, wars, pizza, everything. However, there are things in their world that doesn't exist in ours.

The novel lay open under her hands-wet, crumpled, dog‑eared. He looked at it, then at her. He pulled the book free with one hand, and his own wet fingers brushed between her thighs again, smart with urgency. "One more time?" he rasped. Claire stared at him-ache behind her eyes, voice hoarse. "Yes," she finally breathed. "One more time." He kissed her, deep and rough. Closed the book with his other hand-cover snapping shut with authority. She rode him one more time, skin slick, body trembling, pulses crashing as she came again-slow, powerful, echoing under the hush of books. Rowan groaned and came with her, feeding her tight until he fell forward, forearm over her back, his breath ragged.

Xiao incredulously asked as she arched a brow. “Sort of,” The8 nodded with a smile as he suddenly swiped his hand in the air; a three-dimensional image of a globe has projected while floating just above his opened palm, “you’re currently in Universe XXII, the parallel universe with Earth. The trigger happens when the necklace felt you were in danger. This is your mother’s creation. She made this world in order to save you from death. And that explains why you’re here, right now.”

I said, attempting to steer the conversation back on course. “Er.” Asher cleared his throat, clearly trying to keep up with my bizarre line of questioning. “Yes, so there is only one mention, but it’s as if we’re missing some pages.” My focus was back now. “Explain.” “The author of this entry has written here.” Our scouts apprehended a rouge today who was trying to cross our boundary lines. The rouge said he was running from a werewolf who was conjuring fireballs at him. We suspect he is mad but have locked him in the dungeon for questioning.

But at the same time, she also knows that past cannot be rigged that's why she's risking her life living the same time as hers. Yes, she's living at the same time, age and even circumstances, even though everyone knows that no one can live with your other self at the same air. Parallel world is true, same people are living with same situation, but they chose different options which let them live differently from their other selves.