The World Without Us Book Novels & Stories

I rolled my eyes inwardly at his words “Yeah, baby sister…’ I repeated while he got comfortable. "Let's come back to earth, I saw the book you were reading before I arrived." "What? Did you..." "Relax! I know you must have a lot of suitors now, and concerning the changes, you are having on your body, you will become curious but it's bad to read stuff about boys, and relationships, especially the type that have strong erotic scenes." I felt so embarrassed that, he had to see that scene where the bad boy was having intercourse with his innocent girl, although the book wasn't all that bad most people judge a book by its cover.

The buildings, the clothing, literally everything without forgetting about the four-wheeled vehicle. Zayn had seen the 1979 Chevrolet C10 truck on his first day and that was what alarmed him the most. This was a myth, something he read in the books when he was a child. His mother would make sure he finished a book per day to prepare him for the throne which he would one day ascend. How can he forget the books about 'The other World'? 'The Other World' was a place that the wolves have read and heard stories about. A world where humans existed only with an advanced lifestyle that filled the pages of the books about this mythical world.

"The Readers—they didn’t vanish. They followed you into the real world." Maya looked up. The blue sky was fracturing, splitting apart like glass. Through each crack, a billion glowing, greedy eyes stared down from another world. If the story’s broken loose from the book and into real life, is Maya finally free—or has she just turned all of humanity into the next chapter of a tragedy that never ends?

struck the street. Where the beam touched the asphalt, the city of Chicago began to "Unweave." The steel skyscrapers dissolved into lines of black ink. The Lake Michigan water turned into liquid mercury. The "Real World" was being "Deleted" to make room for the "Final Draft." "They're 'Resetting' the entire planet, Silas!" Lyra shrieked, her sapphire eyes bright with a soul-shattering clarity. "They want to turn the 'Real World' into a 'Clean Room' where they are the only Gods!"

a real world. "We're free," Sarah whispered, her voice trembling. "Elara, we're actually free." I sat up, looking around at the ruins of our world. The Earth-Ship was no longer a ship. It was just a planet, floating in a vast, unknown galaxy. We had no Admin. No Architects. No Reapers. We were just humans and shifters, adrift in a universe that didn't have a script. It was the most terrifying thing I had ever felt. And the most beautiful.

What the fuck was wrong with me? The kitchen staff completely ignored me as they went on their business. I missed speaking with Martin. He was my constant when I had my mealtime breaks. I quickly ate whatever was served and reported back at Bryce's room. I feel like I joined the fucking Army! I was very liberal, but after I was sucked through time, I became comfortable in a regimental life. Consistency meant normal in the worlds I've visited. 46 But now? This world I've grown accustomed to is about to go to shit. I've read and sat

Vanessa looked at me again, this time with a small, knowing smile. I was about to push the door open when a flat, mechanical voice cut in right beside my ear. [Gratitude points insufficient. Remaining lifespan: two days.] I froze. Another crash of thunder followed. The voice came again, clear and emotionless. [Before your physical body dies, you may exchange your remaining merit either for passage home or to delay the world's destruction. Please make your choice.] For a moment, everything blurred, and I was back ten years earlier. I had finished the mission and was about to leave when the system told me the world was about to collapse. Everyone would die: the people who treated me like a god

“It will be much like it was at the World’s Fair opening, Evelyn. Simply follow my lead. Can you do that?” Evelyn’s pulse kicked up a notch. Their trip to the World’s Fair had been like visiting an alternate existence. It went beyond simply politely 'familiar'. That had been an imaginary World of Tomorrow where the natural hierarchy and boundaries of wealth and social status had been erased, like the idealized Democracity or the egalitarian Futurama. Where people attracted to one another were free to explore that gift in each other's company without question.

He doesn’t look me in the eye as he speaks. "Something like that." I repeat. "However, I find it best not too run to the bottom of a bottle." This is not my place, let it go! But he’s the one to keep it going this time. "And I find it best not to chain myself to someone else's world." He retorts. "Fair enough." I say and carry on with my reading, twirling my pencil in my fingers until I need it. I thought that would be the end of this strange encounter but Aidan had other plans. He stared down at my book.

“He has returned to our world, but because of his violation, he has been stripped of his eligibility as an interdimensional traveler and sentenced to imprisonment. You will never see him again in your lifetime.” “Alright.” I lifted my head and looked at the clear sky above. For the first time, I felt alive and free. “So are you ready? Your new life is about to begin.” I nodded, took a deep breath, and walked toward the warm, welcoming villa ahead of me. This time, the journey would be one of happiness and of a life finally my own. (The End)