Misadventures in the Multiverse 3: HOME

Misadventures in the Multiverse 3: HOME

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What does a home really mean? After the Aspect War, Clyde and Raleigh thought they could wish one into existence. A safe haven, a fresh start at the edge of the multiverse. But a home isn't just land or shelter. It's trust, community, and compromise. And no matter how perfect a world seems, it changes with every choice they make and every person they let in. As they fight to build something lasting in a raw, unfinished landscape, they'll face strange creatures, lingering grudges, and the consequences of old wars. Friends, strangers, and enemies alike will reshape their vision of home, many seeing it as a fresh start of their own, sometimes strengthening it, sometimes threatening to tear it apart. To protect what they love, Clyde and Raleigh must confront not only outside threats but their own fears of what home can become, and decide if they're willing to pay the price to make it real.
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Misadventures in the Multiverse

  • Misadventures in the Multiverse
    Temporada 1
    47 partes
  • Side Stories In The Multiverse
    Temporada 2
    3 partes
  • Misadventures In The Multiverse 2: The Wishing Door
    Temporada 3
    66 partes
  • Side Stories in the Multiverse 2: Beyond the Door
    Temporada 4
    3 partes
  • Temporada 5
    21 partes
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They said the Hunt was sacred. That if I was chosen, it meant fate. But fate didn't feel like a mouth on my skin or claws at my back. It felt like blood. Mine. For years, I stayed hidden. Quiet. Unclaimed. I stole seeds from the state fields, grew food in secret, fed my family from soil and silence. I did everything right - stayed beneath their radar, beneath their noses. I didn't make waves. I didn't ask for more. But monsters never forget a scent. And when the Hunt came, I was scented. Tracked. Taken. I stabbed him. I buried the blade in his shoulder and watched him bleed. It didn't matter. Because he still bit me. And the world saw. Now my face is on every screen. The girl who didn't run. The girl who fought back. Some call me a rebel. Some call me a mate. But they all forget one thing. I wasn't made to be claimed. I was made to survive. And if they want to collar me, cage me, crown me - they'll have to reckon with everything I've kept buried beneath the roots. Because I am not the flower. I'm the fire beneath it. Rewrite version of formerly known book Escaping the monsters Embrace

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