Terra Dissidia Novels & Stories

“Jessica, you’re our dawn. This peace—it’s not real. We’re real, our love is real. Hold on to us.” The hollowness pulsed, and the loom flared, weaving a vision of peace: a nexus without pain, her companions thriving, Jessica at rest, her mother’s arms around her. But it shifted, showing a price—her companions fading, their love dimming, the nexus a hollow shell. The first twist came: Liora wasn’t her mother—she was the fracture, every weaver’s wrath fused into a single, deceptive form, using Jessica’s heart to unravel the dawn. The glade trembled, and the tapestry tore, revealing a void beneath—Sereth, Verath, Vorath, Sylvara, Caleth, Elyra, Aethra, Null, Auris, Veridias, Omnis, Nihil, Etern

As he looks at Madissa, he notices how her features are similar to Nerissa's, and he can see the resemblance between them as siblings. Following Madissa's introduction, Naida emerges from the water, exuding confidence and grace. She mirrors Madissa's approach and points to herself while tilting her head forward inquisitively. Signing with authority, she introduces herself in Aquasign, "I am Naida of Tasmanridge," Her voice resonating with strength, while pronouncing her name, "Naida," her slightly larger row of pointed teeth becoming visible, adding to her captivating presence. The bioluminescent algae extends along the walls, casting an ethereal glow and revealing Naida's shark-like tail, e

S Sierra is not just Sierra; she may have the same outward appearance, but she has multiple personalities that some of them are so confusing and hard to get along with. I know these statements may seem silly or even difficult to grasp, but it is just who she is. She is not only the beautiful, loving, and selfless Sierra that I knew, but she also turns into a rose with thorns in some ways, and sometimes can also be poisonous, that if you don't run fast it can also be your end.

Johnny picked up the mate-bond dissolution application and flipped through it again and again. "Impossible! I've never signed this! This has to be forged! A fake!" I shook my head and let out a frigid chuckle. "If it's forged, do you think the alliance wouldn't find out? Are you questioning the alliance's capabilities?" Johnny's eyes turned red as he rushed at Zack, grabbing him by the collar. "What did you do to make Carla want to be your mate?!"

A few hours later Future baby daddy😻🥵 Hello tereso I hope you’re ready for our date tonight. Tereso 🥰 Yes I am. I can’t wait to see you. Future baby daddy 😻🥵 I can’t wait to see you too baby. Tereso🥰 What time are you coming to get me? Future baby daddy 😻🥵 Around nine sweetheart. Tereso🥰 What should I wear? Future baby daddy 😻🥵 Anything. You look sexy in everything baby. Tereso 🥰 After setting my phone down I went to take a shower shaving everywhere.

Erza asked her with a singing voice, Atarah wanted to brush her away but the aromatic scents of the herbs called her. "Yes, please." Erza quickly brewed some tea and offered the cup to her sister. "Thank you." The scent made her forget about her anger and a sip sent her to a dream state, it was like she had forgotten completely why she was here. The whole world stopped and a calm, serene waterfall sang honey songs to her ears. She had fallen into a sweet trance state and didn’t want to wake up. "Atarah....... Atarah........ Atarah!" A familiar voice dispelled her dream state, she blinked twice she saw Tiana looking at her.

He reached for his iPad on the nightstand and then went straight to the browser where he googled "Ari Mills." Just as Natalie said, Alex saw many articles about Ari Mills being a fast-rising textile company but Alex didn't have the time to go through all of that. He surfed the internet until he came across pictures of the CEO. There she was, Arianna Greece! Alex's heart fell as he took a closer look at the pictures on the internet. He had spent so much time with Ari that he could recognize her even with a different hair color and makeover. He had stared into her beautiful eyes so many times that he knew what they looked like even in his dreams. Those exact eyes on his Ipad were staring back

Elias instinctively reached up, touching the tarnished silver band resting on his brow. "It wasn't mined, Architect," Elias said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "It was recovered. From the impact crater." "What crater?" I demanded. "The one at the roof of the world," Cord answered, stepping forward, his massive chest heaving. "The highest peak in the northern frozen wastes. The wolves call it the Goddess's Tear. It is a massive, frozen crater where a fragment of the moon struck the earth ten thousand years ago." I felt the familiar, terrifying thrill of a new impossible equation locking into place.

Today was the day I was supposed to join the training. I pushed aside the soft, delicate dresses that Jay liked me to wear, and I reached for the boldest, most commanding attire that I had, a warrior set that was made especially for a Luna—it was sleek, it was imposing, and it was made for battle. The dark material, a combination of leather and light armor plating, was embroidered with intricate designs that featured gold and silver, all signs of power and dominance. The attire fit me to perfection, hugging my physique not to highlight its beauty but its power, which was something that Jay hated.