Totem Realm Novels & Stories

Terminologies/Prologue Encyclopedia of the supernatural world. Below are some excerpts taken from the encyclopedia of this book. The supernatural characters are my invention, including some sub- demon- species, sub- vampire species, fae, witches, etc. §§§§§ The realm: A place or territory. The realm is divided into three - Kaobu, Azebu, and Ishbu,The realm has different time distances, and the journey from one realm's place to another is through the Tosk portal.

Fury was just humming in my mind, pacing back and forth, curling, circling, then napping. The first time I shifted, he told me that my mate would not be in the same place. I am from northern realm, there are south, east, west, and central. Each of our worlds became united into one realm a long time ago during the truce resulted by the great war. All beings now have to compromise to give fair judgment, treatment, and rights to each one. I saw how happy my troops were holding some wine glasses, eating food, while chatting to our pack members.

Ara said carefully. “Please don't call me by you; better call me Snow,” Snow requested and Ara denied. “I owe you respect; you have freed us.” “And it's a great thing, but I don't want you to be so strict. I'm a young girl just waking up to the world and aware of everything; please tutor me because, besides, you're the mate of one of my best friends.” George smiled. “I will,” Ara said with some embarrassment. “The power of the totems is not only to stabilize the powers of their lineage, ones that went dormant when the monarchy fell, but are based on the control of freeing or enslaving the species bound to the totem curse.”

I inform the group. Everyone turns their attention to Cedar. He looks to be in pain but he is pushing through. Whatever he has to say, it must be important. “Alastor has gotten extremely power. He created this new realm, but it has drained him. It may be a while before we see movement from him. The realm is made up of five islands. The one you rescued us on was the smallest.” “Are those islands the only land in that realm,” asks dragon elder Lumi. “As far as I know, yes,” says Cedar.

It was a place of unparalleled beauty and untapped magic, where the veil between the mortal realm and the mystical world was thin. Recognizing the potential of the land, Aqua's ancestors used their formidable powers to shape the valley into a thriving community, weaving spells of protection and prosperity into the very fabric of the town. They built their homes from the earth itself, using natural materials imbued with magic to create structures that harmonized with the surrounding landscape.

"I don't even understand this realm that you speak of, and you are already taking me with stopping that man from taking what's naturally his? That's too big of a task. Marcellus hates me, and he is ashamed of me, I don't think I can fight for him not knowing if he was going to willingly going to feed me to the wolves." She smiled. "There are four realms; The moon realm, The blood realm, the gray realm and the forgotten realm. Millennials ago, we used to all live together, but we were at a bridge of war when a blood treaty caused us to separate. The barriers separating the realm was bound by a witch. The moon realm is for the werewolves, the blood realm; the vampires; the gray realm; witches.

Demeter laughed. “What are those creatures?” Layla asked, and everyone’s attention turned to her, but she didn’t care. Her gaze was pinned firmly on the woman. “Those creatures are called Zenzens. The balance of this world is tilting and distorting because of the rebels’ rebellion against the order our great deities have given us. The Zenzens are the products of this distortion. For now, we’ve managed to trap the majority of them in a place called Tophet to keep this world safe.” Demeter explained, dropping the tea cup on the table, and though her face was calm and gentle, she met Layla’s silver eyes with her cold ones.

But sharp. Like teeth waiting for skin. And then the forest shifted. Not in the soft sound of the breeze ruffling the leaves, but how in a split second, all the pack members went from having light conversations to being at complete alert. Somewhere beyond the treeline, a howl split the still night and sounded too close, but too different to be one of ours. Dante appeared at the barracks door, his eyes already shifting to gold to indicate his wolf was about to take over. “Tanya,” he said, voice low and urgent. “Get inside. Now!”

I stand on the realm bridge watching as the chaos ensues in the sea below. The sea of dreams is lighting up in orange smoke. There is barely a spot that's midnight blue anymore. Klara used to tell me about a time. A time when there was peace. A time when mortals could go to sleep and wake up the next day. With the Goddesses on the constant hunt for Rizor. The realms are left in constant chaos each passing day. The elders were selected by the moon goddess to watch over the night realm in her absence. The elders are more powerful than average jumpers. They are responsible for the training and the matching of jumpers.

If it were an average human, the response would be to scream or run away, rather than calmly asking, “Who are you?” "I'm from the Quilue tribe." Wolfgang kept his promise. When she told him her true identity, he would also reveal his true identity. "Immortals human?" "Right" Selina nodded. She knew from Quilue. They are human but can regenerate and become immortal. The Quilue are people standing between humans and wolves. They must protect and keep the peace between the two species. “What did you come here for?” Selina was silent, then said, “Learn about people.”