Unhinged Esper Novels & Stories

When Julian finally removed the blindfold and uncuffed her, she blinked up at him, feeling dazed. He immediately wrapped a soft blanket around her and pulled her into his arms on a nearby couch. “How are you feeling?” he asked, stroking her hair. Eden took a moment to answer. “Strange,” she said honestly. “But… good. Really good.” Julian nodded, clearly pleased. “That’s called subspace,” he explained gently. “It’s a natural response to surrender and endorphins. It can feel overwhelming at first.” They sat in silence for a while as Eden came down. Julian continued to hold her, occasionally offering her water and checking in.

He felt the weight of the question settle into his nature. Beth's shape flickered as he processed and calculated. He was struggling with something that was hard to categorize. "They call themselves the Unbound, " Veth said. "Beings who escaped the wounds pulled before reality stabilized enough for the network to form. They have existed in the void between dimensions watching and waiting. They observed the infrastructure grow from a distance they could not bridge." Arbiter Stross moved forward. His ancient form carried the alertness that came from recognizing something in the communication. "The Unbound " he repeated. "I have heard whispers of beings. Those who fled when the wound opened and

Habang buhay na siyang makukulong sa kagubatang ito. 'Hindi totoo iyan, ' magbabanta ng isang suntok si Dareen, ngunit isang napakalakas ng puwersa ang pumipigil sa kaniya. Nakakasakal, hindi siya makahinga. 'Sasabihin mo sa'kin kung nasaan ang sanggol at hahayaan kitang mabuhay', nakaangat ang palad ni Esper. 'Ka...hittt...anongg gawin mo...di ko..sasabihin...'

She is finally going to come out of me, when I said, come out, then I mean literally come out, yeah, she is going to tear my body apart and emerge from my human body, after the hunt, I'll do the same with her. It's a cruel, vicious, and menacing ritual, shifting is painful and I'm scared...but Father Ragnar is more scared than me, that's why he was acting too grumpy today. And even though Giovanni is not showing it, I heard him talking to Joshua about how terrified he is. It kind of made me happy that I have so many people to care about me, and they all are human! At least I am doing the work Luna gave me; I don't call my mother mamma anymore, she doesn't deserve it after abandoning me like

Antonia replied flatly, her voice smooth and entirely devoid of any past attachment. "I am here to execute an international merger, not to chase ghosts. Let’s get our notes ready for section five." Monica stood frozen, a cold chill of goosebumps breaking out across her arms. She realized with a sinking wave of dread that while Portia was still drowning in the unhealed trauma of the past, Antonia had genuinely, irreversibly crossed the bridge to the other side of their inverse universe. Once again, a suffocating wave of guilt flowed all over Monica, heavy and crushing. The clinical coldness in Antonia’s eyes was more terrifying than any scream of anger.

“And what if… what we find isn’t what you expect? What if it changes things?” Esperanza’s expression flickered with something unreadable, but she shrugged. “Then it changes things.” Simple. Direct. Like she wasn’t even considering the possibility that her father could be involved in something terrible. I nodded slowly, but my stomach churned. Because I already knew. And soon, she would too.

However, that hope was quickly killed when suddenly, the black threads wrapped around them tightened even more—making them have a hard time breathing while thinking that if it was tightened up again, their internal organs would definitely explode. And then, the rope suddenly loosened as their breathing returned to normal and when they blinked again, all they could see normally was turned upside down. Has the world turned upside down? A few minutes passed by when they realized something. They are hanging upside down! "Well, there are people who are also waiting for me to come back, you know? What if you managed to kill me? What if I didn't manage to capture you all? Then, they might be waitin

I hate to admit it but damn—I hate this thought of falling in. My mind is swimming with all of my unanswered questions and these unexplainable feelings. I continued to watch him fight. The way he throw punches and kicks… the way he swayed and dodged those moves from his foe… he seems like a pro. It seems like he is used to fights—that it was just like his hobby. He is uncommunicative in class, but now, I'm seeing him throwing aggressive moves just to beat his enemy. I hate to admit it, but he is my type of a guy. I never tell Reina or anyone what usually my type—what I want in a guy.

I think I bumped my head too hard! And my vision turned black and the rest, I don't know after that. I opened my eyes again only to find myself surrounded by white people and white ceiling. God my body is aching. I wanted to scream but I couldn't. I wanted to move but it hurt like a bitch. Fuck..!! My vision blurred again.. I couldn't control my eyes from closing. Just when I'm about to close my eyes... A beautiful girl walked... looked into my eyes. With her hazel brown eyes penetrating my souls. I feel like I was in heaven..

Theresa also held a facial expression that showed she also felt the weirdness I felt in the air. All of a sudden, Brent's eyes glowed up, and he began to make weird noises. His bones were also cracking, and he was acting weird. "Brent? Are you okay?" Alpha Diablo asked, looking really concerned about him. "I think you should move away from him." I warned again as I moved a few steps backwards. A scream tore into the air, and it caught our attention. "Help! The undead are alive!" I heard a woman scream in a distance , shouting for help.