Abandoned Novels & Stories

--- Then— --- “Now.” --- The world went silent. --- Not gradually. --- Not fading. --- Instantly. --- Everything beyond the core— --- Gone. --- Disconnected. --- Severed completely. --- The system collapsed inward— --- Not destroyed. --- Contained. --- And in that silence— --- The presence remained. --- Trapped. --- With them. --- And as the last connection to the outside world vanished— As the system entered its darkest state— As everything they had built disappeared into nothing but potential—

I kneeled beside the boy and helped him to his feet. I knew who he was, a wandering pup who often slept around this part of town. Rumor had it that when he was born, a witch prophesied he’d bring misfortune to everyone around him. So, his father, enraged, had slashed his face with a wolf’s claw and abandoned him. The old man who had taken him in had died not long ago, leaving the boy to fend for himself on the streets.

Perfect for hiding someone. Then Thomas froze. “You hear that?” Water. A river. Lights flickered below. Torches. And suddenly, the bond flared strong, sharp then faded again. “That’s it,” I breathed. “She was closer. Just for a second.” Dane surged forward, but Marcus grabbed him. “Careful. Remember last time.” “This feels real,” Dane snapped. “It felt real before too,” Thomas said grimly. We scouted. It was abandoned. Recent. Fires still warm.

the progress. What turned a love into hate, no one knew, but it happened often. Kagome took all her relatives away from her mother, she never had contact with her firstborn son again. It's crazy to think about all this, for just as several of these abandoned planets in the UNITED KINGDOMS OF THE AMREDANS GALAXY have come into being, they too have disappeared, leaving only skeletons of cement and stone to tell the tale. In the same way that Planet of Rhysos was born, quickly, in less than 15 years, it has turned into yet another abandoned planet in the UNITED KINGDOM OF THE AMREDANS GALAXY!

It was war. When we arrived at the location, it was exactly as I had feared. A rundown building, situated on the outskirts of the city, hidden behind a veil of rusted metal and decay. It was the perfect place for someone to stay hidden—away from prying eyes, tucked deep in the shadows. We got out from the car. Detective Morris looked at me and said, . “Stay sharp. This place is crawling with trouble Mr Lyle” I nodded, my eyes scanning the area. “I’ll follow your lead, detective.”

Somewhere layered with both light and shadow, sound and silence, paths that split and converged. We found it in the **abandoned subway interchange** beneath the city — a maze of half-collapsed tunnels, platforms choked with dust, old tracks leading into darkness. Three routes converged there, two functional, one collapsed. It was a natural choke point, a place designed for flow but long since forgotten.

Unwelcome Guest The outskirts were thick with the night air, distant rustling, the occasional hooting of an owl, and the unsettling silence that seemed to press against the walls of the abandoned safe house. The small, ramshackle cabin wasn't much, but it was hidden well enough for them to catch their breath and lay low. They needed a place to think, to plan. But once inside, it seemed the walls did close in almost.

After Beverly killed Rogers that night, she tried to find a place to hide. luckily, she found an abandoned building. She found the door unlocked and she entered. As Beverly cautiously entered the abandoned building, she couldn't help but feel a mix of trepidation and relief. The worn wooden floorboards creaked beneath her weight, echoing through the empty halls. The dim light that seeped through the cracked windows cast eerie shadows on the walls, adding to the sense of desolation.

many times. When she was a baby, her mother abandoned her. When she was a little kid, her father "abandoned" her and left her due to a car accident. In college, her boyfriend abandoned her too. That was why she imagined things when Nathan did not reply to her. Cassandra understood Abigail. She hugged Abigail with love as she said, "Abigail, silly girl. Nate is overseas now. There's a time difference. When you texted him, perhaps he just fell asleep with his phone switched off. And he's sleeping a little longer because he's tired. Don't imagine things."

It was abandoned for years now. He walked slowly up to the front door of the old abandoned house. It was a large, wooden structure with peeling paint and overgrown weeds around the foundation. The windows were boarded up, and the front door was slightly ajar but still locked. He could feel a sense of trepidation as he approached, knowing that this was a place where he had many memories, both good and bad. Taking a deep breath, he unlocked and pushed open the creaking door and stepped inside.