Realityquest Novels & Stories

' she asked looking at me questionably as seems to judge my maturity level. I don't know how I can explain the thing I saw that day on those snowy mountains. I can't even tell if it was real or just my imagination but that feeling of being stared at was too real to be a child's imagination. So, calling it an alien for now is good enough. I was never good in the area of romance. Every time I look at boys around me instead of love I feel disgust. May be alien is my choice. I grabbed the towel and entered shower having a good relaxing shower finally brought my mind at peace. Its the only place where I can get some 'my time' or so what I thought. Just when I was thinking of peace she called agai

I was sitting alone at the empty dining table when my phone buzzed. It was an anonymous text. No name, just a picture and a message. The picture was of Albert’s hand, a hand I knew better than my own. But the laurel wreath tattoo symbolizing our mate bond had been altered—a tiny letter ‘M’ was now etched into the design. The message read: All I had to do was ask, and he let me leave my mark on him. Another message came through. So what if the ceremony is fake? He told me that in his heart, I’m his chosen one.

CHAPTER 140: THE REALITY PROTOCOL The glass table in the London boardroom didn’t shatter from the weight of a weapon; it cracked from the absolute, unyielding density of a reality that wasn’t supposed to exist outside a server rack. The transition from the digital silver of the Grey-Space to the sterile, climate-controlled air of the real world felt like being dragged through a narrow pipe filled with broken glass. The scent of ozone was instantly replaced by the artificial smell of expensive carpet cleaner, high-end leather, and the faint, bitter aroma of corporate espresso.

he offered, his voice deep and laden with an allure that sent shivers down my spine. I glanced at his identification; it labeled him as AI-Jack. I turned away from him, stepping out of the bar into the vibrant light of morning. Outside, the world was alive with activity—a road lined with an array of cafes, shopping centers, gardens, and parks. People, or rather, simulations of people, went about their daily routines. A screen materialized before me, offering a tantalizing choice: "You can choose any male and female from this whole place to interact and have sex, all Artificial Intelligence with diverse personalities and appearances. Please enjoy your free trial for 1 day with one AI of your

As they moved, they began to notice strange phenomena: floating shards of black crystal, whispers that seemed to emanate from the air itself, and brief glimpses of shadowy figures at the edges of their vision. “Are those... illusions?” Aria asked, her bow drawn. “Not entirely,” Valen said, his voice low. “The Rift warps reality. It’s hard to tell what’s real and what’s not.” Alex tightened their grip on the Nexus, its glow a faint beacon against the encroaching darkness. The Rift’s Guardian

Quest Rewards: - Pregnancy Controller x 1 - Points Depending on Completion Rate, Maximum 5,000 Failure Consequence: - Gang-rape Hahaha - Baby perhaps Haha

Thank you all for reading my book. This is my second book on good novel and I hope you all enjoy it. 'Quagmire' is a romance novel which possesses a lot of twists, turns, complications but still enough romance to keep it interesting and thrilling. The book is an entire work of fiction and is not intended to make mockery or downgrade any kind of individual.

He understands what Reyan’s reflection meant. Not only Reyan is not from here, indicating his reflection not having a face, but also, Reyan is a mysterious being that can travel to the other worlds, thus his reflection having a deformed body. So, Hierro can deduce that this lake can reveal one’s real form (identity) through their reflection. Fortunately, though, for Hierro and Reyan, their reflections can only be seen by themselves. Thus, their real identities weren’t revealed to the others, or else they would definitely scare them, making them think that they might be monsters!

Queenie knew that and smiled. “For my regulars who know the rules, you can do two things. The peasants can collectively file for taxes and tip my jar. Each jar tipped is fifty millilitres of fake semen pumped into my holy temple. If you wish to see a waterfall, you know what to do. For my knights, I’ll be looking at super chats to give you the benefit of selecting both. Thanks to the wonderful programming team with Wanda's Love Accessories Incorporation, we found a way to code super chats to trigger two shots worth of cum and a minute-long override for the fuck speed to insane. In other words, the stream will run as long as super chats continue to come in even after thirty minutes.”

--- "Do you believe that four misfit people can save... the ending world? My name is Nini and this is my team. Follow our adventure inside the world of Ever Realms. "Will you be the legend have been intended to be?"