Second Life Novels & Stories

I touched my face, and my eyes landed on the calendar. 2016? “Mum... are we not in 2026?” “2026? Are you crazy?” “You have an interview this morning, remember? I've made breakfast. Get dressed and come downstairs quickly, okay?” “Hmmm.” I flashed her a smile as I slumped onto the bed. I thought I died... What happened? My mind flashed back to that moon. Could it be the light? I remembered making a wish. Could it be that the heavens heard me? So I'm not dead. Is this a second chance... To rewrite my mistakes?

And Linnet was awake and warm and pressed against the inside of my chest, reaching toward the man beside me with her whole weight. "Cassian." He flinched at the sound of his name. He looked at me. "Ask me anything," I said. "My full name. Where I live. What my sister put in that glass." "Why?" "Because I need you to know I'm clear." His jaw tightened. Slowly, as if each word cost him, he said, "Maren, listen to me. I'm a Lycan. When I touch a woman my wolf wants, I don't stop at touching. I mark. The mark doesn't come off. It doesn't fade. It will tie you to me for the rest of your life, and I have two dead fiancées who found out what that means." He held my eyes. "I won't do it to a woman w

I wanted to keep making decisions without wondering whether someone else would approve. And I wanted to believe that this second chance could become something beautiful. But as I closed my notebook, I remembered something important. A second chance didn't mean the people around me had changed. It only meant I had the opportunity to choose differently. And not everyone would be happy with the choices I made. Especially not my sister. I turned off the light and lay down. Monday was only two days away. I had no idea what it would bring.

It had been a long time since they gathered like this. “Speak!” Tyr spatted lightly. Jim nodded and explained, “This organization calls themselves Second God. They come from the Second World. All of the members are the elites of the younger generation from the major organizations in the Second World. The people of the Second World have always regarded themselves as god-like existences, so these youngsters call themselves the second generation of gods.” “Hah!!!” Not just Tyr, but Clifford, White-eyed Ivory Dragon, and the others had trouble suppressing their laughter.

A dead wolf. I clasp and my hands fly towards my mouth. I mind link, James. “SOS” “Where are you?” “I don’t know, near a lake?” “Okay, I’ll be there in 20” The mind link closes and I walk closer to see if I can see who’s wolf it is. The scent is horrible and I lift my t-shirt covering my nose while I look around. I really can’t recognize the wolf, so I keep looking around for clues when I am hit by the most beautiful scent ever. I turn my gaze to see his dark blue eyes focused on mine.

KHLOE’S POV. I felt someone tap me gently and opened my eyes to see a strange face staring down at me, only that this weird face was smiling and whispering and muttering words, sweet words—something I had never experienced. “You here, young ma’am?.” She said, and I snapped out of my thoughts. “Yea. Yea, I’m here. I guess.” I responded as though wanting to believe my own words. This had to be a dream, after all, one I would wake up from soon. That’s if I wasn’t dead. That’s if this wasn’t paradise.

"Dummy, I'm in your head, I'm your wolf Diane." "H how's that possible? I thought I didn't have a wolf." "Yes, in your first life you didn't but not in this life." "What do you mean past life?'' I asked in confusion. "You've been reborn Sapphire, you've been given a second chance to right the wrong that was done to you. You've been wronged and you deserve a second chance, this is your second chance Sapphire, given by the moon goddess." This seems so surreal and I find it hard to believe that all this was literally happening to me.

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

We had struggled through thick and thin, and just this year, our company had finally started to hit its stride, with revenues crossing the 10-million mark. What a "true love" she had—coming back only when our company became successful! Just as I was thinking this, the screen flickered again, revealing two new lines of text. [The soul-swap system has been activated. You may designate two individuals to swap souls. [Available subjects: Declan, Camilla. Do you wish to swap their souls? Yes. No.] I couldn't wait to see what would happen once the "dream girl" got a taste of Declan's life—his body, his wealth. I'd love to see if she still believed in "true love" then.

Hanggang ngayon, hindi pa rin napapatunayan kung totoo ba ang parallel universe at past life—maging ang déjà vu—pero sa mga panahong wala si Savannah sa tabi ko, natutunan kong bigyan ang sarili ko ng interes sa mga bagay na hindi pa napapatunayan ng siyensiya, hanggang sa natutunan ko na ring maniwala rito. Multiverse and past lives are not yet proven by the scientist. But even though there’s no proof yet about their existence, I am sure with myself that it was, still, and will always be Savannah that I will love in this universe and in this lifetime. Sa mundong ito, sa panahong ito, siya lang—wala nang iba.