Romans & histoires Worlds Apart Novel

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.

Faye I hate rehab centres. I hate the people who work here. I hate walking through the facilities with my raging mother. I hate being the grown up. I hate watching them cuff my mother and sedate her. I hate I hate i hate everything _____________ No matter how many times I do it, I always cry in the way back to my house after dropping her at a rehab centre. I always wish the world would just swallow me whole. I wipe a tear from my blurry eyes. My phone rings again and I toss it into the back seat. Aidan needs to stop calling!

To be continued…………. (When two different worlds collide)

mum asked. " mum " I hissed " no he is not divorced nor is he dead. He lives in Russia and works there too " Alex said with a smile.. " oh I'm sorry dear. Thats great " mum said and I tried to sink into the chair. Will I be embarrassed more? Why is Alex's house so far. " its fine Mrs..Brenda. How about you and Mr walker " Alex asked and mum stopped the car abruptly as we both stared at each other...

"Books are full of manipulations. They can either have two types of approach; influence unscrupulousness or in beneficial manner. It looks as if ye have a different kind of approaching a book. Pardon me, I have no certainty for love." "Yer hard luck I must say, yer life knows neither escapade nor exuberance. Ye live an uninspiring verve, dear brother." "Never believe in what the city people assures you, but believe my words for I have seen what life can do. I know what's outside this place, it can only endanger your soul. The elites have no heart, no heart at all. They may pretend to be your friend but only to put your life in misery. People are more cruel than animals."

At least there, I can have peace. When I arrived at the garden, I felt the peace hugging me. 'Finally.' Away from those stabbing gazes, away from that annoying expression of Rosine, away from that indifferent male lead. Amongst the books I brought with me, there's one with an inconspicuous book with a simple red cover. "From One Space to Another" is the title of the book. It is a romance story about a girl who can teleport from one place to another and a boy who was from another parallel universe.

"It’s not a credit anymore. It’s a page. Write a new world, Xander. One where the bread is free... and the moon belongs to everyone." I leaned in, my lips meeting his one last time. I couldn't feel the heat of his skin anymore, but I could feel the resonance of his soul. It was a kiss that spanned the entire multi-volume narrative—from Volume 3 to the end of the world. As we broke apart, the silver smoke of the Antithesis surged one last time, swallowing the harbor, the city, and me. The New Ledger The world woke up to a morning that wasn't "Assigned."

Kyan's POV: As I let go of her hand, I felt myself panic the moment she turned away and walked back into her town. We all waited, not a word muttered as we watched everyone trying to clean away their world that had just been destroyed. We could already hear the faint cries from some of her people while others tried to take care of them. I could smell the blood being washed away and with every step she took, my heart thumped, preparing myself to dash in and grab her in an instant if there was still danger lurking in their midst.

I open my mouth to press her, but she’s already turning away. “Wait—” She doesn’t. Her footsteps fade into the chaos, her figure disappearing around the corner as though she was never there. I stand frozen, heart pounding, my mind tumbling over her words. Bridge between worlds… what does that even mean? Whatever she’s hinting at—peace, bridges, worlds—it can wait. Rafe can’t. My mate can’t. Not while he’s somewhere beyond those doors, fighting for every breath. I turn back, each step quickening until I’m running.

she widely smiles when she saw her little sister. "Sarah, there are both black and white in this world. These two colors are parts of our life. God puts us in a world of black and white for us to see everything, for us to realize that life isn't about happiness only." Sarah walks near to her little sister. "Don't worry. Everything ends with a happy ending. If this is not happy, then its not the end yet," Samantha said before disappearing from Sarah's sight. Sarah turned her sight to the sea. Realizations hit her. "You're right, sis. It is not the end yet."