Ten Thousand Worlds Novels & Stories

With the Small Thousand Worlds thriving perfectly fine, Severin did not see any reason to expand it for the time being. Ever since becoming a true immortal, he harbored a desire to extend the Small Thousand Worlds, yet conventional methods proved to be inadequate for the job. Only by continuously comprehending the laws of the three thousand rules and the consolidation of the realm's origins could allow the expansion to occur organically. Such an aspect mirrored closely the practices of true immortals in the real world—they too required an understanding of those laws.

It was seen as well in that location, the blood rain was present and the darkness was prevailing. Instantly after the voice spoke, a lady in her attire of a fully fledged garment, opened eyes to the world and the rain and instantly, she got blasted out of the location and the lights faded. The scene returns to the main team, John, Maria, Butt and Pete. "From what we have experienced, I think we have just one last realm to align before the world is destroyed by a war we have never seen before." Said John. "There are ten realms in this universe of Power, Eregdrix, Raphael's realms, Marvava, Gefion's realm, the land of the new gods, earth, bridge of life and death which connects to the two afte

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬

“I love you, Lucian. So much that it aches sometimes. You showed me a whole new world. A world I didn’t know existed. A world where love feels soft. And strong. And sinful in the sweetest way.” His lips brushed my temple. “And I’ll keep showing you, baby. Every single day, and until I breathe my last.”

In order to keep the world running as it should, no one could know how it all worked. There were plenty of rumors, but no one ever bothered to find out. It didn’t matter what the Ten were… they made life good. There was never a reason to question or worry. Until one curious, stupid little boy changed everything. One child was the downfall of our world. So much was lost, perhaps forever. The Ten are scattered. Dead, sick, captive… no one knows for certain. No one… except myself, and the desperate handful of people taken into the Ten’s confidence, working to save the world.

He screamed. The voice soothed him, "Do not fight it. It is healing you." Zan believed the words and relaxed. At last the torture was through. Or so Zan thought. When he opened his eyes, he was met with a pair of eyes with irises like he had never seen. They were colorless and held everything and nothing all at once. The man's breath hitched. Inside those eyes, Zan viewed the history of the world. He saw life before the divide, where magical creatures and human lived in harmony. He saw the war of division and the consequences. He saw man's selfishness. And he saw love. All of it paraded across his mind yet also within the eyes of the Fate. It was so much information that the man's head felt

3222 asks. I nod, “West. Then we can go north if that brings us nothing, but the Z said this was another pack’s territory and since they like to feast and kill, I bet we find them here.” 3111 gags behind me and I hear her sigh hard, “What’s wrong?” “How can they put those things into the world? How is this okay?” she asks.

“Why don’t you turn the light on?” Kent didn’t answer my question at first. He stands in front of the window, his eyes reflecting the neons of the city, but his torso half-immersed into the darkness, making him seem unusually quiet and introspective. “I just like it this way. The world looks better when you can’t see clearly.” I approach the window, standing with him under the simmering starlit sky. “I get it. It’s quiet and beautiful up here, as if you are suddenly above all worldly concerns. But honestly, are you OK after the dinner? Your dad has been rude all the time.”

CLARA Everything goes silent, not like death. Worse, like the world forgets I exist. The pain, the weight, the sound of my own blood—gone. And then I’m falling, not down, not anywhere, just… through something endless and bright. Light surrounds me from every direction, soft and warm, like the air itself is breathing. I don’t have a body or maybe I do, but I don't feel it anymore. I drift and drift until I see her.

Padgett's Pov The walk home was long our houses were that far off from each other, what business does a poor lowlife have in living in a place as classic as Adrian's estate, I guess the reality is starting to Dawn on me that, we are from two different world I was the dark while he is the light, I never thought my home from his, it's this far because I never walked home, Cameron would always drop me off before he goes back home and later on we would meet to have little fun but now I want to limit my contact with him but can I stay away because our families are extremely close and mom will not take any excuse, if I decide to cut him off completely maybe I could just avoid him at all cost, he s