World Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I swallowed like they had just told me I once adopted a crocodile. “I allowed my husband’s ex to live in my house? There’s no way I could’ve done something that outrageous. Nope. I don’t believe it.” Hailey clapped. “And there it is. The new Essence. Fierce, possessive, and ready to throw hands. Sky, take notes.” “Oh, please,” Sky said, waving a hand dramatically. “You both know I don’t even like Lucian’s type.”

In the end, I realized that my journey had been about finding peace between those two worlds—the world I had come from, with its struggles and small-town life, and the world I had created with Leo, filled with ambition, love, and endless possibilities. It was only fitting, then, that I sat down one evening with a cup of tea in my hand, a quiet moment to reflect on everything that had brought me here. And as the words flowed from my heart, I knew I had found the perfect way to encapsulate my story, the story that had unfolded not just between Leo and me, but between two worlds—two distinct, yet equally important, parts of my life. --- A Letter from Lila My dearest,

She watched the three of them—the ancient, the immortal, and the newly born—and thought about what it meant to be part of something that had never existed before. She thought about the novel she had read in her previous life, the one she had despised, the one that had given her a villainess to be exhausted by and a plot to navigate and an ending she had found unsatisfying. The novel is gone now. The story it had contained had been overwritten, replaced by something else, something that had no script and no predetermined conclusion and no guarantee of survival. She thought: this is what it feels like to be alive in an unwritten world.

His blade sliced cleanly through the creature's dark aura. The wolf let out a deafening howl before dissolving into black mist. Kael lowered his sword. "They're appearing already." He looked toward the sky. "I don't have much time." Nearly an hour later, Kael finally reached the outskirts of Ashbrook. He immediately realized how different this world was. Strange metal machines sped along smooth roads. People walked while staring at glowing devices in their hands. Tall buildings stood where forests should have been. Everything fascinated him. He had studied the Human Realm through ancient records, but reading about it and experiencing it were completely different.

It was a domestic scene frozen in time, a reminder of the life they had almost touched. ​The "hood days" were over. The mist was rising, and the Jackals were looking. The war was followed them to the heights, and as the heavy steel doors of the vault hissed shut, Vivienne realized that peace wasn't a place you found—it was a territory you had to defend until the very end.

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.

Rielle still had a lot in her head even though she wanted to concentrate more on her environment. "You never talk about your world? Is it same with ours? Are there werewolves there too? Who are you in your world and how did you create ours?" he asked at once. Rielle laughed a little, "Those questions all at once? Are you that curious about it?" "Of course. I might not look it but I have being really curious about where you came from and what you all do there. Is it like ours or not? Are there magical beings there or just werewolves or just people like you."

"All the books I've read on them are novels, mostly in the fiction section. I don't think there's anything nonfictional about werewolves." Ayden looks around and I can't help but notice the smile curling up the side of his face. "How many things do you think are still unknown to our modern world?" I scrunch my eyebrows and it doesn't take much thinking for me to provide an answer. "I think a good deal of things are unknown to our modern world. Discoveries are being made every day and there is a whole galaxy out there that is yet to be explored." "Worlds Janette, there are whole worlds out there that function perfectly on their own, unaware of the existence of any other the same way you are u

Chapter 1 The night was alive with screams. Smoke curled from burning huts, mixing with the acrid stench of fear and blood. Clara’s village, a peaceful cluster of homes near the river, was no longer a sanctuary. Shadows danced in the firelight, twisted by the terror that had invaded their quiet lives.

Ah, I've been waiting for that question since earlier. "I'm glad you asked. You see, this is the real world. Reality. But what you're living in could be called another world, but a different world where people from the real world such as us, create plots and characters to our own liking. That is what we call a book, or a novel. We read it but you get to live a life in that world of yours with your own thoughts, dreams, ideals, ambition, interests and actions, but it will all follow according to the Author's plot. And if the story is finished, I'm not sure what happens next. And the world you are living in is called 'Endless Poison Love', its a fantasy-romance novel." I explained.