The Unseen Realm Book Novels & Stories

"It's like I've had a life here before, according to the words here it says that the Forbidden Forest is home to the many planes, realms and worlds all intertwined. It home to demons, monsters, spirits and many supernatural beings not seem anywhere in this world. This book is far more accurate than anything in our royal library, where'd you get it?" "From some shelve in my family's secret library." Charles replies. "By the way when do you think you'll be done? I need to return that." Sebastian ignores him and carries on. "I don't understand how I can read this book yet, the words keep changing." Suddenly the book's pages start to flip itself endlessly. "Did you do something bud?" Charles ask

THE UNSEEN HUSBAND Sebastian found the journal by accident. It was three days after the confrontation with Helena, and he'd been looking for a book to read to the children before bed. Alessia had mentioned keeping some books in the chest by the window, so he'd opened it without thinking. Inside, beneath a few worn volumes, was a leather-bound journal. He almost closed the chest immediately—it was clearly private, clearly Alessia's—but the page it was open to caught his eye. Not because of nosiness, but because of the handwriting. The same careful script from the letters Helena had intercepted, but this time formed into poetry.

Orion stood beside the central table. Liam had already covered half of it with ancient books. Wesley stood beside me. Chloe and Lucien watched in silence. Astra raised the crystal seed. Three dark lights appeared within it. "The sealed realms have awakened." Liam frowned. "Three?" Astra nodded. "They are the realms that rejected the Origin's new balance." Orion looked toward me. "Do we know anything about them?" Astra touched the first dark light. A vision appeared. A vast kingdom covered in silver mirrors.

Although, I'm not sure how that's going to be possible. I woke up sweating all over, just having experienced a very terrible nightmare. Charles soothed me, before I was able to drift back to sleep. He told me that it wasn't real, that he was here and I was back home. And that's what calmed me. But I'm left wondering, if that's what I'm about to start seeing everytime I decide to close my eyes, or try to catch some sleep. Will I keep seeing the images of something I'm trying so hard to forget?

Somewhere Deep in Another Realm Narrator’s Point of View The other realm was a place where shadows lived, and darkness thrived. The air was heavy, thick with an unnatural energy that prickled against the skin like static, raising the fine hairs on the back of the neck. The sky above was a swirling vortex of crimson and black, a chaotic dance of colors that seemed to pulse with a life of its own. There were no stars, no moon, only the faint, eerie glow of a fiery rift that split the heavens, casting a sickly, flickering light over the desolate landscape below.

“The cracks will multiply. The fault lines are not sealed—they are slowed. What you fought was only the beginning.” A murmur swept through the crowd. One of the councilors moved forward. “Who are you?” The thing tilted its head. “I am one of the Unseen. A Watcher born between realms. Not demon, not angel, not seer. I am a remnant. A truth.” “And that truth is this: when the next fault opens, it will not be here. It will be everywhere.” Silence. Crushing. Cold. Lucian clenched his fists. “How long?”

Recently, we've been researching portals and the forgotten realms, but every time we get close to answers, something blocks us. For example—today. We went to the ancient library that once belonged to the seers. Micha and I searched for anything related to realms. After hours of digging, we finally found a book titled: "THE FORGOTTEN REALMS." "Finally, something useful," Micha muttered. "I hope so," I replied. "The title sounds promising." If only we knew. I opened the first page—blank. Second page—blank. Third, fourth… nothing. Page after page, just empty white paper.

Unspoken Truths – Chapter 37 Matteo When I came out of the bathroom, I noticed Sareena sitting by the window again. She was naked again, just the way I like her. The curtains were drawn just enough to let the pale morning light spill in, casting a soft glow across her olive skin. Her knees are pulled to her chest, arms wrapped tightly around them, her spine curved as though she’s trying to disappear into herself.

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

I whispered, my hands shaking as I sprinted toward the towering, wooden shelves filled with the oldest leather scrolls in the territory. I began tearing the heavy books down, my claws accidentally slicing through some of the fragile, yellowed parchment as the desperate panic inside my gut grew into a deafening roar. The spirit realm was always treated as a myth by the modern Alphas, a bedtime story told to young pups about a dark, parallel forest where the souls of the dead Alphas go to rest after their mortal bodies turn to dust. But as I opened a massive, silver-bound text titled The First Threshold, the true, horrifying nature of that hidden world began to bleed through the ancient ink.