The World Between Us Novels & Stories

This was war. “You have no right,” I spat. “Oh, but I do,” he said smoothly. “It was a simple transaction. Legal. Transparent. And now? We’re partners.” I wanted to scream. This was worse than before. Because now, he was inside my world. Now, I couldn’t escape him. I took a shaky step back. “I swear to God, Chester, I will find a way to undo this.” His smile was slow, deliberate. “I’ll be waiting.”

It turned into an elderly woman before it died. Garrick stood over the body of the wolf that had now turned into the body, and with a lot of satisfaction across his face he said. “And that is how you win,” he said coldly. “Mercy has no place in this world, that my dear js what you should always remember.” Irvine pressed a fist to her mouth, fighting back the urge to puke. Meanwhile the both of them weren't the only ones in the forest that morning. ***** Jeweled had smelt them even before he saw them.

And when it breaks— The bridge between our worlds will either unite them… Or burn them both.

​The office of Dr. Sterling Vance sat atop a glass tower in the heart of downtown, overlooking a sprawling American skyline that shimmered with the cold promise of industry. Everything about the space was designed to be "neutral"—the beige suede walls, the soft jazz playing at a low decentralized frequency, and the scent of expensive white tea. In the USA, even a marriage crisis was a luxury to be managed with precision.

I walked into the convention center with steady steps, my heels kept clicking softly against the polished floor and I also made my posture look so calm and professional. This wasn’t the place where my marriage ended, this was work and I was here as Ava Collins, an independent consultant, invited for my expertise not as someone’s discarded ex-wife. Leo walked beside me with his small hand wrapped tightly around mine with a quiet reassurance against the strange new world around us. He was putting on a simple navy blue outfit with his hair neatly combed and every movement carried the careful curiosity of a child discovering something unfamiliar. His eyes widened as he scanned through the room l

“Welcome to my world.” He shakes his head, still looking baffled. “Okay, hold on. Show me a picture.” I blink. “A picture?” “Yeah,” he says, leaning forward on his elbows. “If she’s been telling everyone we’re together, I want to see who she even is.” I laugh again, but I pull out my phone. “Fine. But don’t freak out.” “I’m already freaking out.” I scroll through the team photos until I find one from last season — the whole group lined up on the ice. Sabrina is front and center, smiling like she owns the world.

*Chapter 15: Warmth* The door closed behind them and the world changed. Sound changed. The wind that had been screaming across the cliff was cut down to a low hum. Footsteps didn’t sink. They echoed. Wood under her borrowed feet instead of sand. The house held air that didn’t move like the sea. Beatrice froze just past the threshold. Her eyes moved fast, cataloging everything wrong.

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

Bridget bounced around them, excited as always, pointing at anything shiny. “You see that tower?” Bridget said, gesturing dramatically. “That’s the City Hub. If you get lost, just look for it.” Clara smiled shyly. “Thank you.” Mike nodded. “We’ve got your back. All the time.” She didn’t know why those words warmed her chest. They were heading toward the city market during break hours. Mike wanted to buy parts for a gadget he was building. Clara simply followed, absorbing the new world around her. James cracked his fingers. “Hope we don’t run into trouble today.”

She stepped inside and walked towards the sofa, which was kept on the other side of the room. Egon watched her as she sat down on the floor between the sofa and the coffee table. Her tired eyes stared out of the window towards the thunder, but the sound was not reaching her. Her eyes followed him as he got up, shifting the sofa visibly. She placed her head back on the sofa as he poured a drink. The Silence between them was pricking the air. The unspoken words were floating between in the room. The tension was thick. Both were trapped by each other.