The Space Between Worlds Novels & Stories

The Void Spawn tried to stop them, but Cole and Lila’s power pushed them back, and they flew through the rift, into the darkness beyond. The World Between was unlike anything they had ever seen. It was a vast, empty space, filled with floating fragments of all worlds—pieces of land, pieces of sky, pieces of time itself. In the center of it all, a single, glowing object floated—a heart made of pure light and dark, pulsing with power. The Heart of All Things. They flew toward it, but just as they reached it, a figure emerged from the darkness—a man with skin like glass, eyes like stars, his power like the balance itself. He was the Keeper of the World Between.

The moment both worlds reacted to my step, I realized I had just created something that should not exist. The space around me did not remain still after I moved, and it did not hold its quiet clarity, because the instant I stepped between both realities, something tore through the balance that had separated them. It was neither violent nor chaotic, but it was wrong in a way I could feel immediately. I was no longer fully outside. And I was no longer fully gone. “You are not meant to stand between states,” the presence said.

Then again, they were standing inside a hall full of living statues while discussing forgotten civilizations. Normal standards had stopped applying a long time ago. The woman continued. "Their scholars discovered something hidden beneath existence itself. A place connecting every world, every timeline and every soul that had ever lived." "The Sea Between Worlds," Rowan said quietly. She nodded. "The sea was not evil. It was not alive. It simply existed." "Then what went wrong?" The question came from Lyra. The vampire had remained unusually quiet throughout the conversation. Now her golden eyes remained fixed upon the woman.

Into something *truer*. When her hand met his— There was no explosion. No shockwave. No violent clash. There was— Silence. Absolute. The world didn’t stop. But it felt like it did. Because everything else— The wolves. The storm. The ruins. The forest— All of it faded. And it was just them. --- Inside the connection— There was no clearing. No ruins. No battle. Just— Space. Not empty. Not cold. But undefined. A place where nothing had been decided yet.

“Though not the same boy who was left bleeding in the dirt.” I couldn’t breathe for a moment. I looked at my hands. At my unmarred skin. At the room around me. “How is this even real?” I whispered. Rhyel tilted his head. “It’s not. Not entirely. This space exists between worlds, where magic bends the rules. Think of it as a veil, a cocoon. Tomorrow, you and the others will be transported to the Institute to begin your awakening.” “Others?” “Yes,” he answered. I took out the pocket watch.

Elian studied the impossible visitor carefully before speaking. “You claim to exist between worlds. To have walked through wards that should have been impassable. Explain yourself clearly or we will assume you are a threat rather than a messenger.” Witness settled more comfortably, showing no concern at the surrounding hostility. “I was born in the space between,” they began. “Not in your world, not in the Void, but in the boundary separating them. My existence is possible only because the Void and reality press so closely together in this age. I am a consequence of proximity, if you will. A being created by the friction between existence and nonexistence.”

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect Match Book Two: The Green Dawn Chapter 205: The First Tear The tear did not fall. It hovered. A single crystal suspended upon a face that had never truly possessed one. The entire plaza watched in silence. No one had imagined that the being called the Space Between could cry. Least of all... The Space Between itself. It reached toward its own cheek. Its fingers brushed the tiny droplet. It stared at the moisture resting upon its hand. "What..."

"We wait until you're ready. Until we have more information. Until we understand what's actually happening." After they left the coffee shop, both of them understood that they were trapped in the space between suspicion and certainty. And that space—that terrible, agonizing uncertainty—was where they would remain for a long time.

“I was giving them the space they needed to come to terms with all this and you go and ruin that.” She smirked at me. She was testing me, and I had failed miserably. “I knew you didn’t have what it took to be a Luna. A strong Luna would have put their feelings aside and shown restraint in moments like this.” She sneered. I got up and walked straight out the door. I had to get away from her. Any hope I had of getting my parents on side were dashed with her wicked and manipulative actions. I decided I needed space and the best place I could think of was the clearing just past the small grove of trees. Despite it being the place where I last saw the Black Wolf, I feel drawn to it. I quickly lin

Her parents should have prepared her for life with supernaturals, even if they suspected she wouldn’t be gifted with a wolf. “The in between is the space in between the Realms. This particular space that we are currently in is the space between the Human Realm and the Demon Realm.” “It’s like a large hallway that connects the Realms together.” I supply when Jamari frowned in confusion. “So this room is in that large hallway?” “Yes and no.” Levi tells her, looking for the right words to make her understand the magic behind rooms created in the in between. The frown returns to Jamari’s face at Levi’s confusing words.