Reality Bender Novels & Stories

She gulped. This was a mistake. The dreambender has chocolate brown eyes. This man has green eyes. His almost perfect brows furrowed. "There's no such thing as perfect," she reprimanded herself. "What are you talking about?" He's not him. Stupid, Terah. Of course, the hooded guy was just part of your imagination. Or your dreams. He won't turn into a reality. There is a vast difference between dreams and reality and reality and expectation. Not because you are so sure a dreambender was calling you, it was true.

I can't deal with it, that's why I don't really want to connect with people because for me, at the end of the day, everyone will leave and they will never come back. That's why I made 'Elena Parker', she's famous, crazy for love and a really good novelist with 5 best seller romance books of all times. For me, faking myself as Elena Parker was a shield for me. I wanted to hide myself from the world but at the same time I want the world to notice me. Suddenly my phone rang and I got up from my beanbag walking back inside. I took my phone and looked at the screen to see my brother, Stefan, calling me. I pressed the green button and put it on loudspeaker.

The screen lit up instantly with the evidence I'd prepared in advance. Footage of Linda threatening me. Footage of her pushing me into the pool. On the massive screen, every move she made looked grotesque in high definition. Full surround sound filled the room as her framing act played back, clumsy, unconvincing, impossible to deny. Mom's face went rigid. Jason looked like he'd been hit by a truck. Linda recovered quickly. "These are AI-generated. I didn't do any of this."

“But it wasn’t what I thought it was. I was just imagining it, and I almost killed my brother because of my inability to determine what’s real and not. What’s wrong with me?” Nothing. “You know what my mom said right before she…” I couldn’t finish that thought. I abandoned that idea. “She said I wasn’t a Foreseer. And that we weren’t actually imprinted, and it was all a trick.” That time, Nathan growled, but I ignored it. “And I don’t know if she’s right or not. My reality seems to be all mixed up right now, and there is no way for me to know what's real and what isn’t. What am I supposed to do?”

In the year 1720, Benders came into existence in the human world. They were violent creatures, venting out their anger on humans. According to the legends, Benders came from an alternate universe, through a magical cave. They were called Viatores. They promised redemption but it was false as they evolved into ferocious beasts, whom humans dreaded. Their species hurt humans for years, until research out that Mercury weakens them. But unlike the natural Mercury, this metallic substance was found in the cave that linked them to earth. A cave that couldn't be weakened or destroyed by any earthly weapons.

Until I realized how deformed my life was. I loved a man, who made me see how life could be messy and complicated. I loved a man, who taught me how living can be harsh and scary. That sometimes, the Thank You, I'm Sorry and I Love You sounds so empty, sounds void. That kindness and goodness would take you nowhere. He made me see the other side of the world, its darkest reality. And it includes Him.

A crowd of students had gathered, pointing and whispering to one another. I was tired of watching this farce and turned to leave. "Go ahead and put on your best show. I'm not sticking around to watch," I mulled. … It seemed Marcus still had some tricks up his sleeve, because Jessica didn't show up again after that day. I buried myself in my studies, joined the school's math club, and met Melissa Xavier. Tall and slender, she wore black-framed glasses, had her hair in a ponytail, and had a bright smile. She was excellent at math and often tutored me. Over time, we became close friends.

He was thin and pale, but he had the most beautiful brown eyes I had ever seen. "Bryan?" I whispered. He reached out his hand, and for the first time, I felt his real skin. It wasn't silver. It wasn't code. It was warm. "We're out," he breathed. "We're actually out." I looked around the room. It was a giant warehouse in the real world. But something was wrong. At the end of the room, a giant screen turned on. It didn't show a story. It showed a live video of a city—a real city. But every building had a giant red "X" over it.

“I'm leaving Spain. Been a year since Stacie disappeared. Each day I spend here reminds me more of her. I think I'm gonna go nuts if I stick around any longer.“ Dr. Smith nodded. Of course, he understood. “Where will you go?“ “California. My Uncle demands my presence. The company needs me. I can't put off my return any longer. “ “Will you be alright?“ Down the tears rolled again. Arthur was in a fit of sobs, rubbing at his aching heart. “Honestly? I doubt I'm ever gonna be alright. Stacie was my lifeline. She was the only reason I had to live. To be happy. I'm never gonna be alright without her.“ “But Arthur, Stacie is gone... “ “I know. More than anyone, I know Stacie abandoned me. That's

My hands trembled as I peeled back the tape. Within the box were three parenting guides, a remote-controlled car, a toy pistol, and several boxes of prenatal vitamins. I knew each item well, particularly the books, frayed at the corners from repeated reading. One of the car's wheels was missing. I pulled out the wheel I had found in the gap between the mattress and the bed frame and compared it to the others. It matched perfectly. The child that had lived in the depths of my mind had been entirely imagined. A sudden knock on the door startled me. I wiped my face, composed myself, and opened it.