روايات وقصص ضمن Summoned To A Parallel Fantasy World Many Times Chapter 1

NORA'S POV The world seemed sharper somehow, colours more vivid, scents more distinct. And there was something else— a pull, like an invisible thread tugging at my consciousness. I shut my eyes, thinking I could ignore it at that point. While my eyes was closed,I saw myself in another world. I was surrounded with books. I opened my eyes quickly, hoping to have been teleported, but found myself still standing at the same spot. Nothing had returned to normal yet. Leaves rustled loudly, and the sound of distant voices came with the air that kept sweeping across me. Voices that I could not male anything out of. I could hear, but I could not even understand. Something suddenly began to pull me fo

✨ The key dropped into Ilyaan’s hands. 🗝️🖤 And somewhere far beyond the world… A giant stone door slowly opened. 🚪 From within came thousands of whispers. Millions of forgotten voices. And one familiar voice. ❤️ Lyra. “Find me…” 🌙 But another voice followed. A darker voice. An older voice. 💀 “He’s already too late.” 🖤 End of Chapter 15 To Be Continued…

She stepped across the threshold. For a heartbeat nothing happened. Then the shadows swallowed her. The world tilted. She was falling and walking at the same time, light and darkness spinning around her. Shapes flickered at the edge of her vision: wolves, crescents, her father’s face, Elias’s eyes. The voice whispered again, clearer now: Every door is a promise. Every promise is a chain. She gasped and stumbled — and suddenly she was standing on solid ground again. But it wasn’t the forest. It wasn’t anywhere she knew.

The forgotten rhythm had found a new heart. It whispered, not to Mira this time, but to the space between dreams: > I learned from your silence. Now, let me speak. The world shivered. --- End of Chapter 18 – Imperfect Eden Next: Arc II, Chapter 19 – “The Voice Between Dreams.” A presence begins reaching out to mortals in their sleep, weaving shared dreams across continents. Mira recognizes its tone—it’s the same “voice” she once was inside someone else’s body. But this time, she’s on the outside of the possession.

The sunlight erupted. The realm screamed. The shadows burned. The diagram collapsed. The Spirit Realm chose its side. I barely had time to react. Silver chains appeared. Authority. Judgment. Rejection. The realm itself turning against me. Again. How predictable. How disappointing. The sunlight intensified. I fought. Of course I fought. I was Elias. I did not surrender. I did not yield. I did not— The world vanished. Suddenly I stood outside. The connection severed. The Spirit Realm gone.

I always glance at that wonderful art— I don't know what to call it. "That, you shall know. But for now, spare me a moment, young miss. I shall give you what you asked a while ago," he paused. "This place was called Ehembre—a part of our world. It was divided by five kingdoms. The first one was Addessa, the biggest and the most powerful of all. That would be the land where you are standing right now, child." The dominion whom he called brightened. I thought of a grade one discussion where pictures were presented for better understanding but this one was rather actual—too actual, if that's even a word.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED TEN AURORA'S POV Chapter 110 opened with a palpable tension in the air as the supernatural forces assembled for the final battle against the encroaching darkness. The convergence was upon us, and the fate of our world teetered on a knife's edge. We had trained, prepared, and gathered our strength, but the uncertainty of the outcome weighed heavily on our hearts.

Stepping inside was like a death sentence. But my legs took me there when I heard Lily’s voice call me once again. I glanced at my lifeless body before letting the light swallow me in, falling into the souls’ realm. “Lily?” I called out, closing my eyes as the light got brighter. “Hales? What happened?” Lily’s worried voice filled my hearing and light was gone now. The scent of the forest filled my nostrils, along with the burnt wood. I fluttered my eyes open, finding myself in a parallel world. There stood Lily in front of me, behind her was the packhouse.

"You must be heavily retouched. Men like this don't exist in real life, but damn, whoever designed you sure was talented..." I flip back to the first chapter, only to let out a dreamy sigh when I see the chapter is named "Meet cute." It immediately makes me feel a twinge of jealousy toward the main character. "I wish I could take your place, girl. If my instincts are correct, you're about to meet the man of your dreams and find your happily ever after with Mr. Frontpage Daddy." As I say those words, something odd happens. The page of the book lights up in gold, like that scene in the second Harry Potter movie. Only this time, there are whispers, and the ink disappears from every page of the