When The Worlds Collide Novels & Stories

"15." "I'm 21," Cuore responded. "26." Tay simply said. "How come we all different ages?" "The timelines are different for all worlds. Even though we share similar characteristics or traits, there are limitless versions." Mr Nova explained. I didn't understand any of this parallel world stuff so I just accepted what he said as facts. The car fell silent once again and Prince Tay turned on the radio. A song started playing but none of us seemed to know it. "You know back in my world, we are currently going through a pandemic," I said.

She smiled. "I had warned my child against getting married to them but she did, her husband was good to me before he did and you're another evidence. Thank you so much." "Mama, all tribes are good. Just the bad ones make people think one tribe is bad and the other is good. You should understand we have the good ones and the bad ones in all tribes of the world." Ben said and the old lady agreed with her. "You're right." She nodded her head.

“You seeing this shit? That video’s everywhere. #CollisionCouple is actually trending.” I didn’t look up. My eyes stayed glued to the scuffed floor between my feet. I dug my fingers into the edge of the bench. Mike dropped down beside me, elbows on his knees. “For real though, people are eating it up. Comments are all positive for once.” I exhaled hard through my nose and started shoving my gear into my bag, the zipper caught. I yanked it harder. “It was an accident and I barely touched her.” Ryan laughed from across the row. “Accident or not, it’s perfect timing. After Maya’s been dragging your name through the mud for weeks—”

I ask, clueless to what he’s saying. "There’s a side to this world that’s hidden from humans, a side known only to them as myths and legends. This is the supernatural side." I look at Jason, wondering what the heck this guy drank this morning. "I know you think I'm crazy, but believe me, it's true. The supernatural world has four main factions." He looks over to me before continuing, "The Vampires, the Werewolves, the Witches, and lastly the cat shifters, known as Werecats."

Cara said and turned to Noah. "Yeah, she's an Omega, what's up? I think you two would mix easily" Noah said, but Cara just kept quiet and looked back out the window. The big question came to Cara's mind at that time, what happened at between Sean and Rena in the room? An Alpha and an Omega are in the same room and Rena cries when she comes out of there? Have they made it that far? It was a strange question because Cara shouldn't have thought such a thing, something that wouldn't affect her life if it actually happened.

The tension in the room extinguished, they returned to painting in a companionable silence for a long while each lost in their own thoughts of the other. Then, Howie Day’s Collide started playing over the speakers. Dani’s arm seemed to stop painting of its own accord. This had been one of the songs they had both loved and listened to in the bed of Levi’s truck many times, looking at the stars. The memories flooded her as she listened to the haunting chorus about people making mistakes, falling down but finding the person you are meant to be with anyway. Love conquering all.

Grigori Headquarters, Somewhere in the Underworld November 23rd, 1992, 8:50 PM - British Time "So, how is your school?" Azazel asked, changing the subject. *sigh* Erik let out a sigh after hearing azazel's question. "That bad, huh?" Azazel commented. "It's a mess." Erik confessed.

Gianna was just about to say something when it suddenly lost control and flew toward the hanging lamp right above her head. I realized that the lamp was swaying dangerously in the air and was about to fall on her. My eyes widened at once as I darted forward and shoved her out of the way. The lamp fell onto the ground, brushing right past my arm before shattering into a thousand pieces. My face sustained several cuts from the shards. I reached up and touched my face, realizing that I was bleeding. "Gigi! Are you alright? You scared me!" Shane screamed, making a huge fuss about it.

It expanded. The golden grid above us began to leak into our world. The Seekers were being pulled in, but so were things from other worlds—mechanical dragons from the iron forest, shadows from the fire valley. The "merge" hadn't stopped with the lab; it was now a **Multiverse Collision**. I held Silas to my chest. He was solid, but he was glowing with a strange, unstable light. He looked at me, his eyes finally clearing. "You're the most stubborn woman in a million worlds," he whispered, coughing up a puff of dark smoke.

“I did it because I feared what your love would cost the world.” Soren stepped closer, the ground trembling under his feet. His aura flared, light devouring shadow, shadow consuming light. “Then let’s see what happens,” he said, “when I stop fearing.” Lightning crashed between them, pure and blinding. Their powers collided—divine light and ancient ruin merging into chaos. Time fractured, memories splintered, and reality itself began to tear apart. Travian screamed Soren’s name, but his voice vanished in the wind. The clash was too great. The world could not hold them both.