Split Second Novels & Stories

"I did my best But I guess my best wasn't good enough Cause here we are Back where we were before Seems nothin' ever changes We're back to being strangers Wondering if we ought to stay Or head on out the door Just once Can we figure out what we keep doin' wrong Why we never last for very long What are we doin' wrong? Just once..." That was the song that she had been playing over and over again inside her apartment as that was also the theme song of 'The Second Time Around', their series. And every single time she got to listen to the song, she'd tear up. It had been three days since the first episode of the series was released, but everything was still overwhelming for her. Not to mention th

His hand hit the glass, not with the power of all his might, but with a hard, sharp snap. The glass didn't shatter into a thousand pieces. Instead, it was sliced by a jagged, one-way crack across its front, dividing his image in half and cutting his face in two. A spider's web of finer cracks sprang from the point of impact, creating a dozen twisted, fractured duplicates of himself that stared back at him with horror.

His eyes locked on mine for the longest time before he finally broke the silence. "If you're having second thoughts, I can talk to the High King to call off our engagement." "Why would I be having second thoughts?" I said, my voice steady as a rock. "I know you had a thing for Alpha Iris once." There was a hint of hurt in his voice that he could not quite hide. That took me back to my previous life when Damon had gone to the ends of the earth for me, nearly sacrificing it all. I felt my eyes welled up. "Yeah, I had feelings for him once, but that's history."

"They exist at the same time, I can feel both of them right now, the gold one is sitting on my left side and the silver one is on my right and they are absolutely not happy about sharing." "Are you in pain?" Ronald asked. "Not anymore, it's more like, pressure, like being too full of something." Mom's voice came from behind us, weak but steady. "The dual shift is in the oldest texts, Anna, your grandmother wrote about it once, she called it the Split Luna, it happens when a wolf carries two bloodlines of equal power and both wolves refuse to be secondary." I turned to look at her and the green was almost completely gone now, the counter blade had done its work, she was pale and exhausted but

They split. Six paths. Separating. Pulling them apart. Lila’s grip tightened But it wasn’t enough. Their hands slipped. And in the next second They were torn in different directions.

Oliver spun in his chair. Teacher Harris finally clapped once. “Everyone listen.” The room settled. “We received new competition instructions this morning.” Nathan frowned immediately. Leo looked up. Teacher Harris continued. “Regional qualifiers added a split challenge.” Murmurs spread. Oliver blinked. “What’s a split challenge?” “It means one team becomes two.” The room exploded. Nathan straightened. Leo’s expression stayed still. Teacher Harris raised a hand. “Each unit handles separate systems and reunites before final presentation.”

How much did my wife once love me? The year we graduated from college, she spent two whole years trying to convince me to marry her. She proposed three times. The first time, I said no. The second time, I said no again. It wasn't until the third time that she gathered all our closest family and friends, then got down on one knee in front of everyone. She looked at me with a determination that left no room for hesitation. In the end, she won me over. On our wedding day, I gave her a small wooden box. Inside were exactly one hundred black metal tokens, neatly arranged in rows. I gave them a name. Second Chances. Whenever either of us did something that hurt our marriage or broke a promise, we

Andreas launches forward in a breezy manner and I notice something consternating. Are my eyes playing me? Staring at Andreas’ back, I can’t keep focus. His form is blurring- not from his insane speed, but from something spooking. It sounds incongruous but, I think he’s splitting in two. what’s wrong with me? I can’t possibly be seeing two of him. I stagger back but the image isn’t changing and when he’s a breath from the goddess, it becomes clear there’s indeed two of him- Dyrean?

The connection snapped, but not before understanding took root. A voice echoed through the void, low and resonant, threaded with something almost like amusement. “So,” it murmured, dark and melancholic, “you are stronger than I thought.” The tone shifted, not anger. Not frustration. Caution. “The second attempt,” the voice continued softly, “will not be so simple.” The connection faded. Back in Fiato, Mia exhaled and finally turned to face the twins. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I felt it, I couldn’t let it breach further.”

Their lips met. It was not a kiss. It was an accident, a brutal, awkward clash of lips. It lasted less than a second—a hot, confusing press of mouths, off-center and hard. Nathan recoiled as if scalded. He staggered back, catching himself on the edge of the desk. His heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird. Noah on the other hand, stood frozen, his hand still half-raised, his eyes wide with a stunned, uncomprehending horror.