The Never Realm Novels & Stories

My girlfriend and best friend adopted a stray. She kept going to his place ever since. Whenever she did, she would have that look of impatience on her face as she said, "I would go over to his place, but that cat only lets me hold it." Blake Chaucer sneered. "You think I want you at my place? It's the cat that likes you, not me." They would squabble whenever they met up. Still, it didn't take long for her to memorize his door's passcode. She even remembered how he needed something warm before bed because he had a weak stomach. When she didn't show up on my birthday, she said, "The cat's having a fever, and he can't handle it himself." I held my resentment over our situation for a long, l

It felt like becoming. There was tenderness where I had been warned there would be pain. Reverence where I had been taught to expect shame. When it was over, he held me as though the thought of letting go had never occurred to him, his forehead resting against mine, our breaths slowly finding the same rhythm. We stayed there long after the night had fully claimed the forest. Somewhere in the distance, the carnival continued—music and laughter flickering through the trees like echoes of another life. But beneath the willow, time felt suspended, as though the world itself had agreed to give us this moment and ask nothing in return.

She knew her nightmare will soon turn to reality and this nightmarish reality will make her life hell. Elena Singh was a 22 years old working woman like every normal women but was her life really normal like others? She was unique, she was talented, she was brave, she was independent yet she was terrified, not of anyone else but herself. Why? Because she saw dreams, or you can call them nightmar JJes, and because whatever she dreams comes true. Lately, She gets these weirdly terrifying nightmares which are scarier than any other nightmare she saw. Only if she knew, the MAN in her nightmare will soon turn her whole existence in to a living nightmare.

Admitting ignorance to someone like Cade, was a mistake, but he wasn't going to tell him anymore lies just to placate him. He continued, “In some dimensions, we may be alive; in others dead; and still in others we have never existed. Some of these realms are like ours, but others will seem like they truly are different planets. Some worlds result from major triumphs while others have been cursed with nothing but defeat. If we end up in the wrong realm, we could see things we have never seen and feel the anguish that we have never even thought possible.” Zeek’s words trailed off, and his eyes became vacant as he stared into the distance as he remembered events that he could never say out loud

“The Hollow Throne is not a place. It’s an entity’s body, a living realm. Once we step in, we are no longer bound by the rules of this world.” Malthea added, “Memories, fears, desires — they will be weaponized against us. Stick together.” Bain turned to his circle — Vulture, Petrov, Sokolov, Elias, Cassian, Seraphina, Malthea, Cassie, and Aragorn. “One rule,” Bain growled. “No one gets left behind.” Together, they stepped through. II. The Realm of Hunger The world on the other side was wrong. The sky was a swirling canvas of black ichor and crimson lightning. Mountains floated upside down, rivers ran like liquid shadows, and massive bones jutted from the ground like the ribs of a dead god.

I closed my eyes and allowed myself to be transported in soul to the Neverplain. I looked around at the desolate landscape around me and sighed. The Neverplain was the plain of existence between heaven and hell and existed outside of earth. It had been called limbo, purgatory, and many other names over the years. But it didn’t matter the name, it was still the place that souls went to before it was decided where they would go. Or most souls, at least. I searched the plain for Harper. I knew she was here, and that I had to get to her. I saw a light up ahead and the blade in my hand seemed to pulse, so I followed that direction. I had gone maybe a hundred steps when I heard a voice calling out

Not even to breathe, it seemed. Nikolai steepled his fingers. “...Our species doesn’t originate from Earth. We come from a realm called Ezron.” His voice thudded in my blood, thick and rough, and I hated how my body betrayed me for it. I cleared my throat, biting down on my lip until I tasted iron. “A realm. Like…” My brows drew in. “…a fairytale dimension? Magic trees, dragons, and glittery unicorns?” His jaw ticked. For a second, I thought he’d leap over the desk and strangle me. A petty part of me wanted him to try.

I admit it, he is an excellent cook. "Ok, so you want to know about the drows," He said as he leaned on a chair and watched me eat. I nodded and he smiled. "Our world is governed by different realms. Human or Nature or 'Earth' realm is the world we live in... The one you have lived in all your life. The spirit realm is the cloak of things we half see, inhabited by fantastic creatures you heard of in tales and stories, those who would impact and change everything dramatically if ever they merge with our realm. It is a mystical place, similar to ours, but a safe haven for their kind. Us too if we ever wish to join them, as we were promised. But we, as well as the vampires, have chosen to remai

I questioned, hoping for a better news about what was happening in the Crimson. “They don’t know what it is. Herbs and medecines aren’t working. Wolfsbane treatments don’t touch it. It’s something new, Alpha Aarhea!” I gulped when I heard what he said. I shoved the chair back and stood, heart hammering. “We’re leaving, Ellias! Now. Get the car ready.” I ordered him. Ellias frowned, “ Alpha Aarhea, you’re in the middle of negotiations here. If you walk out...”

She picked up My Bear, her Teddy. “I’m not that boring to talk to am I Bear?” She spoke to him, Bear didn’t answer, “If only men were like you” she sighed “Didn’t answer back” she chuckled. She sat Bear down in front of her as he basked in his non- human glory. He was a Black Bear with a blue hoodie; Robert had brought him for her when they went to build a bear on a date. “So where was I? Oh yeah you are a good listener, listen to the songs on the Radio Bear, they all pants, there is nothing new! It’s just the same beat, with different words and that’s if there are words! It’s about time something new came out, something that blew peoples socks off.” Bear sat there in silence, “As much as I