Switching Dimensions Novels & Stories

I breathe heavily and resolve that love isn't my thing, this is the second time I'm experiencing heartbreak, and I hate this feeling. My second phone on my table rings again, I check it and see that it's Johnson my assistant, not in the mood for any work today, I switch it off and try to calm myself down. TBC

Not as echo. Not as instance. But as origin shifting its position.

I could not resist planting two quick kisses on his cheek. As I climbed onto his bicycle, my gaze met Sadie's. She saw Quinn, and for a moment, her eyes sparkled with admiration. Quinn, however, looked only at me. He smiled as he adjusted my pant leg, and said, "Let's go." A few days later, Sadie came to my door. She was fidgeting awkwardly while apologizing. "Ren… I was wrong. Please don't ignore me anymore," she said. I did not reply, simply inviting her in to sit for a while.

Ten minutes before the flight boarded, Zonday suddenly left the airport. He left in such a hurry that he didn't even say goodbye to me. My call also couldn't get through to him. His line was constantly busy. I just smiled and didn't question him further. I was well aware of what was happening. My hair had become shorter because I had cut some of it and given it to the beggar. He took the hair which originally belonged to Camilla and performed a spell to stop the face-swapping process. The face-swapping spell was broken by the beggar.

I sent him a friend request in the morning, but it wasn't until late evening that I received a reply. [Sorry, just saw your message. I was a little busy.] 'Too busy to unpack your suitcase for two weeks?' I thought, biting back my frustration. Skipping pleasantries, I got straight to the point. [Hi, Mr. Elliot Carr. Two weeks ago, you mistakenly took my suitcase at the airport. The campus counselor should have given you the details. When would it be convenient for us to exchange our suitcases?] I stared at the screen, waiting. Minutes turned into an hour before I finally received a reply.

Madeline’s eyes widened. “Really?” I nodded. First, I took her to the bathhouse for a proper wash. Then we bought her two new outfits to replace the dirty ones she’d been wearing. After that, we went to a hair salon and got her a neat bob haircut. Madeline stared at her reflection. It was as if she had become a completely different person. “Will he like me now?” I shook my head. “This is just the first step.” “What’s the second step?”

" You see, it's not like you are adopted, Kathy you are not. There were some mistakes in the past, we recently found out about this a few days ago. My dear, you two were switched at birth. You and Keisha were switched at birth. Katherine, Carmilla is your real Mother and Keisha is our daughter, but don't worry you will still be our daughter, our princess just like before. " What! Katherine threw her head in the Air in exasperation. You…!. Noooo! She screamed her lungs out. This isn't happening, please tell me this is all a lie! Mommy, I don't want to be her daughter! I won't accept this! I won't go back to that woman! She's not my mother! Am not poor! We are rich, daddy! Please, don't give m

He walked towards a mirror on the wall and when he opened his eyes, his green irises covered his narrow pupils like a snake. "Hmm, darling, I don't understand why that offends you so much, That's a face any woman would kill for." Switch, is a skill shared by a Player and their Avatar, allowing each to exchange powers and bodies. Thanks to the system, Midgard was able to do the quests in Dora's place, but combined with the strange nature of the latter's powers, she could take a certain amount of his attributes, in the forms of his personas, and thanks to his dimensional magic, they had accessed a form of teleportation.

Everything around me was strange, and at some point, I started wondering if I had traveled to the future. I heard the door at the right end of the room slide open, and three women dressed in the exact same attire as before came through and walked towards us. They approached a switch right between us, and the one in the middle flipped it, which slowly released us from our pods. We got out, and gratefully still in our clothes. “Welcome Prime humans, James and Jude, to the prime dimension”. A strange computer voice said. “What is the prime dimension?” James asked. “A dimension for people like you” one of the women replied.

Everything went black and in the darkness, I heard a voice I didn't recognize saying: "Baseline scan complete. The subject shows strong resistance to standard sedation. Increase dosage tomorrow. The Architect wants her ready for deep conditioning by the end of the week." "And the other one? The twin?" "Same protocol. We process them together and break them down at the same time then rebuild them into whatever the Architect needs them to be." "How long?" "Three weeks for complete erasure maybe less if we use the accelerated method." "The Architect approved accelerated method?" "For these two? Yes. They're special and they're blood and she wants them perfect." I had three weeks before I was go