Quantum Hearts (eBook)

Echoes of Destiny

Aries Mars Express (Autor)

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2024 | 1. Auflage
358 Seiten
Aries Mars Express (Verlag)
979-8-9914156-0-6 (ISBN)

Infos

In a future where science pushes the boundaries of what it means to be human, three women forge a bond that transcends conventional love.

Tsuki, a brilliant geneticist haunted by visions of an ominous future, finds her sanctuary in Hana, a quantum physics prodigy whose holographic art blurs the line between science and creation. Their passionate romance-tender, fierce, and all-encompassing-becomes the foundation of something extraordinary when Kiku, a sentient companion with a soul that defies her robotic origins, enters their lives.

As hatred toward artificial beings grows and a cosmic threat looms on the horizon, these three women-dubbed Trinity by their followers-must confront impossible choices. How can they protect their family and humanity without sacrificing the very love that makes them human?

With nanobots that intertwine their fates on a quantum level, Tsuki, Hana, and Kiku navigate a world where passion and science are inexorably linked. Their connection-physical, emotional, and metaphysical-may hold the key to humanity's survival.

Quantum Hearts: Echoes of Destiny is an enthralling science fiction romance that explores the intersection of desire and destiny, where three hearts beat as one across the quantum fabric of reality itself.

Experience the first volume of this captivating saga today.

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UNFORESEEN CROSSINGS

THE MORNING SUN streamed through the bedroom window, casting a warm glow on the empty bed. Sumire stretched languidly, a content sigh escaping her lips as she recalled the lingering warmth of Sakura's embrace. The events of the previous day, the encounter with Hanae at the office and the park, seemed like a distant memory in the tranquility of this moment.

Sumire rose from the bed, her movements slow and deliberate as she savored the quiet solitude. The house was still, Sakura and Tsuki having left hours earlier for their respective destinations. Sakura, radiant in her tailored suit, had embarked on her first day back at the office after her maternity leave, a mix of excitement and apprehension etched on her face. Tsuki, a whirlwind of energy in her crisp uniform, had skipped off to school, her laughter echoing in Sumire's memory.

Sumire smiled, her heart swelling with pride and affection for her little family. She made her way to the kitchen, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee beckoning her. As she sipped her coffee, her thoughts drifted to the day ahead. She had a few hours before she needed to head to the office, a rare luxury that she intended to savor.

After a leisurely breakfast and a quick shower, Sumire dressed in a comfortable yet stylish outfit, her mind already buzzing with ideas for her upcoming projects. She glanced at the clock, noting that it was almost time to leave. As she reached for her keys, a sudden and persistent rapping echoed through the house.

Sumire's brow furrowed in confusion. Who could be at the door at this hour? With a hesitant hand, she opened the door, her heart pounding in her chest. Standing on the doorstep were two uniformed officers and a woman in a crisp suit, their faces grim.

"Sumire-san?" the woman asked, her voice laced with a professional detachment. "We're here from Child Protective Services. We need to speak with you."

A wave of icy dread washed over Sumire as she stepped back, her mind racing. What could they possibly want? Had something happened to Tsuki?

"Please, come in," she managed to say, her voice barely a whisper.

As the three figures entered the house, Sumire's heart sank. This was not the interruption she had been expecting. This was not a repeat of the awkward encounter with her ex-husband. This was something far more serious, something that threatened to shatter the fragile peace she had built with Sakura and Tsuki.

The woman in the crisp suit, introducing herself as Ms. Sato, settled into the living room armchair, her notebook open on her lap. Sumire perched on the edge of the sofa, her nerves humming like a live wire.

"Sumire-san," Ms. Sato began, her tone gentle yet firm, "we received a report raising some concerns about Tsuki's well-being. We are here to ensure her safety and understand her living situation."

Sumire's breath hitched. "A report? What kind of report?"

Ms. Sato's eyes remained on her notebook. "The details are confidential, but it's our duty to investigate any concerns raised about a child's welfare. Can you tell me about Tsuki's daily routine?"

Sumire, though reeling from the implication, forced herself to answer calmly. She described Tsuki's schedule, her meals, her bedtime routine, her activities. Ms. Sato listened attentively, occasionally jotting down notes.

As Sumire spoke, the two officers  moved through the house, their eyes scanning every room, every corner. They checked the locks on the windows, the temperature of the water heater, the contents of the medicine cabinet. Sumire watched them with growing unease, her mind racing with worst-case scenarios.

Ms. Sato then inquired about Sumire's relationship with Sakura, their parenting styles, and how they handled discipline. Sumire answered honestly, emphasizing their love for Tsuki and their commitment to her well-being. However, she couldn't shake the feeling that Ms. Sato was searching for something more, something sinister lurking beneath the surface of their  idyllic family life.

"Sumire-san," Ms. Sato  said, her gaze meeting Sumire's directly, "does Tsuki ever express any discomfort or fear around either you or Sakura?"

Sumire's stomach churned. "No, never," she replied, her voice unwavering. "We love Tsuki more than anything in the world. We would never do anything to harm her."

Ms. Sato nodded slowly. "And how does Tsuki interact with her father?"

Sumire hesitated, a bitter taste rising in her throat. "She sees him every other weekend. He's... he's a good father." The words felt like a betrayal, a lie she forced herself to utter.

The questioning continued for hours, delving into every aspect of Sumire's life, her past, her relationships, her parenting choices. The officers returned to the living room, their faces inscrutable. Sumire felt exposed, violated, her home transformed into a crime scene.

Finally, Ms. Sato closed her notebook. "Thank you for your cooperation, Sumire-san. We will be in touch with you soon."

As the three figures left, the door clicking shut behind them, Sumire collapsed onto the sofa, her body trembling. She felt a suffocating sense of dread, of impending doom. The unspoken accusation hung heavy in the air, casting a shadow over her once-peaceful life. The nightmare had only just begun.

The afternoon stretched before Sumire, each tick of the clock a painful reminder of the looming threat to her family. Unable to focus on work, she paced the house, her mind racing with a thousand questions. Who could have made such a malicious report? What had they seen, or thought they saw, to trigger such a drastic response?

As the sun began to set, Sumire's phone rang. It was Sakura, her voice tight with worry. "Sumire, I just got a call from the school. They said Tsuki was picked up early by her father. He didn't tell you?"

Sumire's heart pounded. "No," she croaked, "he didn't say anything."

"I'm on my way home," Sakura said, her voice now laced with anger. "We need to talk to him."

Sumire hung up, a sense of dread washing over her. The pieces of the puzzle were slowly falling into place, forming a picture far more sinister than she had imagined.

The front door opened, and Sakura rushed in, her face pale. "Sumire, what's going on? Why did CPS come to the house?"

Before Sumire could answer, a shrill ringtone pierced the tension-filled air. Sumire fumbled for her phone, her heart pounding. "It's him," she whispered, her eyes wide with fear.

Sakura nodded grimly, her jaw clenched. "Put it on speaker."

Sumire obeyed, pressing the speaker button and holding the phone between them.

"Sumire?" her ex-husband's voice, normally so confident, now wavered with uncertainty. "What the hell is going on? I just got a call from CPS. They said I had to pick up Tsuki from school and bring her to their office for an interview. What's happening?"

Sumire and Sakura exchanged a look of shock and disbelief. "They came to our house this morning," Sumire said, her voice shaking. "They said they received a report about Tsuki's well-being."

"What kind of report?" her ex-husband demanded.

"They wouldn't say," Sakura interjected, her voice laced with anger. "But it's clear that someone is trying to sabotage our family."

A long silence hung in the air, broken only by the ragged breathing of the three adults on the phone. Finally, Sumire's ex-husband spoke.

"I swear to you, I had nothing to do with this. I love Tsuki. I would never do anything to put her in danger."

Sumire and Sakura exchanged another look, a flicker of doubt clouding their eyes. Could they trust him? Was it possible that he was telling the truth?

"We believe you," Sakura said, her voice softening. "We're all in this together. We need to find out who's behind this and stop them before they destroy our family."

The ex-husband agreed, his voice now resolute. "I'll do whatever it takes to protect Tsuki. We'll get through this."

As the call ended, a fragile sense of unity settled over Sumire and Sakura. They were not just two women facing an unknown enemy alone. They were a united front, three parents determined to protect their child from harm.

A few hours later, Sumire and Sakura stood anxiously on the front porch, their eyes scanning the street for any sign of a familiar car. When the headlights finally appeared, a wave of relief washed over them. Tsuki jumped out of the car, her face pale and tear-stained, and ran into her mothers' arms.

"Mommy! Mama!" she cried, clinging to them tightly. "Why did those people take me away? Did I do something wrong?"

Sumire and Sakura exchanged a pained look, their hearts aching for their terrified child. They knelt down, enveloping Tsuki in a warm embrace. "No, sweetie, you didn't do anything wrong," Sumire reassured her, stroking her hair. "Some people just wanted to ask you some questions, that's all."

"But why?" Tsuki persisted, her voice trembling. "I was scared."

Sakura wiped away Tsuki's tears, her voice thick with emotion. "We know, baby. We were scared too. But everything is going to be okay. We're all together now, and that's what...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 8.10.2024
• Reihe/Serie: Quantum Hearts Saga
• Reihe/Serie: The Trinity Saga
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen
• Schlagworte: Bittersweet • bittersweet chocolate • bittersweet in the hollow • bittersweet memories • family ties • Future Science Fiction • Genetic Engineering • Immortality • lesbian romance • LGBT science fiction • Philosophy • polyamorous relationship • Quantum Physics • Time Travel
• ISBN-13: 979-8-9914156-0-6 / 9798991415606