Worlds Apart Book Novels & Stories

The Jackals held their breath. ​The warehouse, the city, and the empire were all balanced on the edge of a single heartbeat. The "Proposal" was forgotten on the table. The "Vatican White" was a ghost. There was only the father, the lover, and the girl caught in the crossfire of a war that had no winners. ​"Goodbye, Roman," Arthur said, his voice cold and final. ​"Not today, Vulture," Roman replied.

The floating island of books shook violently. Underneath, the white void kept rising, swallowing everything like a starving sea. That storm ahead—a screaming wall of black clouds and purple lightning—looked ready to tear them apart. And in the middle of all that, the path split. One road gleamed cold and blue with computer code and metal. That was the World of Science. The other road shimmered with floating purple stones and glowing, faded symbols. That was the World of Magic. “We can’t do this, Julian!” Maya shouted, the wind ripping her voice straight from her throat.

Thank you for staying with them through the dark moments - the murders, the conspiracies, the experiments, the coma - and celebrating with them during the beautiful moments. When I started writing "In His World," I wanted to tell a story about two broken people who found each other in the most unlikely circumstances and chose to build something real together. I wanted to explore what happens when a contract marriage becomes actual love, when desperation becomes hope, when strangers become soulmates. Elena and Adrian's story is about choice. They weren't destined to fall in love - they chose it. Every single day for twenty-three years, they woke up and chose each other. Through danger and pea

I stand up and walk to the balcony, observing the world I'm currently in. It's like I'm on the 4th floor or so of this palace. I can see a pile of trees from the distance that I know for sure is much bigger than normal, surrounded by different flowers below me and few knights roaming around. I will surely leave a one-star rate for this scum system! "Ehem! Isn't this world fascinating enough for you?" The system greets me "Fck off." It immediately shut its mouth up.

“I keep my life separate by compartmentalising. Each area has a box. When I’m I a certain area of my life, the box lid is taken off and everything can fill my brain. When I’m done with that area, everything is neatly packed away and the lid is put on so it doesn’t spill into other areas. You fall into my social life. Please don’t try escape and jump into other areas.” “Okay.” He looks confused. “But I don’t understand why.” “Everything has a place and Everything goes in it’s place. If I don’t keep it that way things get messy. Very fucking messy.” “And if I don’t want it that way? If I want everything? All of you?” “Then we can’t be together.” I say seriously. He looks so conflicted. So… uns

I said and frowned before drinking the water again. " wow you can't even form a sentence " he said and I frowned. " I don't care about your body.." I said quickly.. LIAR.... " I thought I told you to stay away from me this morning " I managed to say without tearing my gaze from his hazel eyes. " well you did but just so you know I don't listen to anyone and you left your book on the table " he said holding out my literature novel ' a trip to Venice ' .. How the hell didn't I see that before when he came.

"Why is it expensive?" "No, it was in high demand." Alkhun looks at the book. It was almost like his first copy of it. Red cover, with the name of it. Written in bold letters. Alkhun was fascinated by the book ever since he first read it. It was the myth of the west. The myth about a tower, once hidden deep in the west. Where it is located, the structure, the system, the connection between worlds. Everything was written in detail. It was suffocating how fascinating whats that book has to offer. Like a gateway through the other dimension, that gives you goosebumps.

I am certain that the shock I felt was written on my face, even as a horse. Hades! The first car, which I conclude is Rio’s, is the biggest car I’ve seen in my life! And Haera’s, who is a lot smaller than his, is still big enough compared to those we are using at Audravaria. Aside from that, these cars look so odd. I already learned about these on the book I was reading about Earth—I’ve quite read a lot about this world, after all—but it’s still strange to see their actual look.

I rested my face between my hands and laughed incredulously at how stupid I was at that not-so-distant time. In spite of everything, I felt happy to have learned a lot and grown from it all. The submissive and foolish Helena no longer existed and I couldn't be prouder. As Queen Beyoncé would say: Who run the world? Girls! Which meant that no man deserves to waste our time and our mental health. I opened the book, hoping that I could concentrate on the subject, since my mind kept focusing on only one thing: John and Cassie's breakup.

“Of course, I read books, you know. Some stories say that fireflies indicate the presence of elementals, and others say that they are lost souls looking for the pathways towards the afterlife.” “And do you believe such stories?” “Sir, it’s a myth. A fantasy. It isn’t real.” “But what if they’re real? What if there is a different world that lies somewhere out there?” Steffy was quiet for a moment. “Yes, there are two worlds, Sir Greg. And only the other one holds complete power and absolute wealth.” “What about the other world?” “I won’t say much about it. That world is full of filth and poverty. No one from the first world would ever desire to tread in there… but of course, sometimes a man s