Space Rift Novels & Stories

I felt beads of sweat forming on my forehead as he moved closer to me. “Who is Riya?” “Oh, Riya?. She's Someone I met at the heaven’s gate before the moon goddess asked me to go back” “What are you saying?You met who?” He suddenly looked pale, flushed white like he just saw a ghost. “I saw Riya at the heaven's gate, she's the prettiest ghost I've ever seen.” Lucians fingers were shaking, he continued to wipe the sweat off his hand on his pants. He folded his fist, then released it to wipe on his pants again.

“On all of us.” The balcony door burst open. Rian rushed in, breathless, eyes wide. “Alpha! Luna! You must come to the eastern watchtower—immediately.” “What occurred?” Kael demanded. “Something is forming over the boundary line,” Rian stated. “It appears to be a rift. And it’s glowing.” Aria’s heart plummeted into her stomach. A rift. A doorway. A tear between the physical realm and ancient cursed energy. She and Kael exchanged a glance—fear, determination, and unspoken understanding—and then they sprinted.

And I saw it - the Riftheart. The room wasn’t a room at all. It was… a sky turned inward. An impossible dome with no floor, no ceiling, no boundary. Just a suspended platform of silver stone, surrounded by a yawning abyss of shifting starlight. Threads of energy curled around it - golden, violet, onyx - like strands of some divine tapestry unraveling mid-weave. And in the very center, floating inches above the stone, was the rift. No longer a wound. No longer closed. It was beating.

Carl's decision to go there now was clearly for the primordial source of Chaos within Elijah. He did not dare delay for even a moment and immediately responded in a deep voice. "Raven obeys." As his words fell, Raven's hands moved rapidly through sealing gestures, tearing open a pitch-black Spatial Rift before him. Within the fissure, radiant streams of light flowed, yet it exuded an ultimate sense of majesty and solemnity. It was a direct spatial passage to the Mystic Mountains, free of spatial turbulence, safe and incredibly fast. Cradling Elijah, Carl lifted his foot and stepped steadily into the Spatial Rift. Raven followed closely behind. With a sweep of his hands, the Spatial Rift slow

Gwyneth managed to break free and dodged just in time. Realizing something was off, Liana lunged to grab Gwyneth. Gwyneth tried to escape, but her body was drenched in blood. She barely got a few steps before Liana was on her. Just then, a figure darted forward. Kieran stepped before Gwyneth, landing a hard kick on Liana before pulling Gwyneth into his arms. "Wyn, I'm getting you to the hospital," he said, his voice heavy with concern and regret.

We were getting closer. I could smell Eason more clearly: pain, blood, and magic, but still alive. The air started to grow heavier with magic and lighter as if there was fresh air coming in from somewhere. Then, the darkness parted, and for a moment, I thought we had gotten to some sort of cave with an opening to the ground level. "By the moon..." I looked up, and my blood ran cold. The rift was an enormous, jagged tear through the rock above us. Magic spilled out like a thick mist above us, filling the air. It snaked off ahead of us. I went back to the private comms.

“If we can break her connection from inside the Rift, Alex can use the Nexus to contain her.” “We don’t have time to argue!” Elysia said, stepping toward the crack. “Let’s go.” One by one, the group leapt into the fracture, the world around them dissolving into blinding light and deafening noise. The Heart of the Rift The group landed on a strange, shifting plane where up and down had no meaning. The landscape around them pulsed with swirling colors and shapes, a chaotic blend of light and shadow. In the distance, a massive crystalline structure floated, pulsating with dark energy. Tendrils of shadow extended from it, feeding back into the Rift.

"The Rift tests the resilience of your choices. Embrace the discordant notes, for within their challenge lies the potential for a transformative harmony." In the heart of the Rift, a cosmic nexus awaited—a convergence of past echoes and the unknown's potential future. The enigmatic figure's guidance echoed, "Navigate the cosmic currents wisely, for the Rift's secrets may reshape the very fabric of your chosen destiny." As we approached the cosmic nexus, the shadows intensified, coalescing into surreal manifestations of cosmic challenges. The enigmatic figure gestured toward the unfolding cosmic tableau, "Your choices will determine whether the unknown emerges strengthened by discord or succu

And my recent nightmares are related to the birthmark on my body. Whenever I fall asleep I dream that the birthmark on my body comes to life and turns into a man holding me from behind, slowly touching my body and kissing my back, then suddenly turns into a big wolf, crushing my bones bit by bit ,hardened eyes stared at me with a deadly gaze, and finally opened its mouth to tear my body apart.