Split Second Novels & Stories

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.

Then— A split screen. Me on one side. Brandon on the other. My hands started shaking. “I don’t like this. I really don’t like this.” A calm, synthetic voice filled the room. Not Peter’s. Not human enough to be comforting. “Phase Two initiated.” The timer on the side hit zero. The lights dimmed slightly, not dark—just enough to make everything feel unreal. “Objective: Separation.” My breath caught. “Separation?” Brandon spun toward the speakers. “No. Absolutely not.”

“You’re really a twin?” Ria immediately shook her head again. “That person…” She exhaled heavily, the words refusing to come easily. “That person…” “…is my Split.” “She’s a part of me…” “…that became dangerous.” “And she might return to do something far worse.” Klein suddenly burst into cold laughter. “Your Split?” “The same girl who supposedly had no wolf…” “And then suddenly awakened unimaginable power?” “And now you’re telling me…” “…you have another self?” “A part of you?”

Jake suddenly grinned maliciously and said to Jenny, "Aunt Jenny, since you're going to make your daughter marry a new husband anyway, how about we train this guy like a pet?" Jenny agreed without a second thought, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Of course, you can. If he doesn't obey, break both his legs. It'll save me the trouble of finding a reason for my daughter to divorce him. You'll make things much easier for me. My daughter wouldn't want a cripple as a husband."

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.

He had more drinks than he intended to and th consequences came in form of a splitting headache. He recalled last night's events. His lips thinned and he tried to pull himself together. “I don't need you. You weren't worth it at all. Am...glad you walked out of my life.” He gritted and slurred to no one but himself. Wanting to get up from the stool and it seemed his head was going to fall off.

Months later MELINA Melina stirs awake in her sleep and gets out of bed. She doesn’t bother putting on her slippers before going downstairs to the kitchen. She opens the freezer and takes out the chocolate mint ice cream. She hates it, but the little one growing inside her loves it. Melina is pregnant and is in her second trimester. So far, everything is great for her. That’s excluding the morning sickness and the weird craving she has lately, but other than that, it’s been wonderful. She’s excited to be a parent, and so is Thomas.

I turned back and went inside, picking up my phone from the nightstand to dial a number. “Is it done?” The other person on the other side of the call confirmed that it was done. I managed to keep my composure and smile as I made my way back to the laptop, but as I did so, I became increasingly aware of the sensation that the world was spinning in front of my eyes. This caused me to trip over my own feet. Fuck!

I said curiously. "Well, I don’t know but I am pretty sure that those two devils are up to no good". Liam replied. "So, what’s the second step, since our first one was a quick success, I suppose that we are going to proceed towards our second step". I asked. "Yes, we are going to. Listen closely, if we make a mistake on this step, trust me our plan will be a failure." I nodded and listened closely. "So, the second step is…."