After Characters Novels & Stories

I hissed under my breath. Besides, with the mood he was back in, I knew that he wasn’t going to come down. I guess this would do. The stairs creaked, the sound causing me to arch my neck to the side. Marcus walked down the stairs with his hair damp from a shower, his eyes fixed on his phone. “Focus,” I muttered under my breath. The more I said it, the harder it was to understand what the word meant. I arched my back, forcing my body down, my forehead grazing the cold tiles. I felt it again, the same burning sensation I felt when he had walked into his house.

At Rhys in the entrance with the expression of a man who had been managing an extraordinary situation in the absence of both the Lunara wolf and the Alpha and was relieved to see both of them walking toward him. At Edmund visible through the second floor window of his rooms looking at the grounds with the expression of a man who has had thirty generations of unmapped history arrive in his private archive and is making peace with that. At Marta visible through the kitchen window. At Marta already cooking. Of course she was. I looked at the entrance. At home. At the first morning. At Aether still sleeping in my arms. I walked through the packhouse entrance. Into the corridor. Into the specific

Fabian coughed into his hand to hide his laugh. “We are not acting shy,” Claire defended immediately. Susie narrowed her eyes. “You used to sit closer before.” Silence. Fabian slowly looked at Claire. Claire avoided eye contact instantly. Susie gasped dramatically. “Oh my God.” Claire groaned softly. “Please stop learning expressions from the internet.” ⸻ Later that evening, Susie fell asleep halfway through the project. Claire carefully carried her upstairs to bed. When she returned downstairs, Fabian was cleaning the scattered supplies quietly.

"Of course, I'll be there soon. Hold on, okay?" Lena sniffled, her voice filled with gratitude and desperation. "Alright, thank you, Vera." With those words, she hung up and wiped away her tears, her resolve renewed. Grabbing her luggage, she made her way towards the door, leaving behind the remnants of a love that had crumbled under betrayal. Outside the building, the night air enveloped Lena as she felt cold, offering a momentary respite from the emotional turmoil that consumed her. She stood there, her luggage beside her.

I'll be back for you soon. I ran as fast as I could, and because I knew the routes like I knew the back of my hand, I avoided all the patrols trying to track me down. I screamed at the top of my lungs as I reached the border. - I, Beta Brady Brown, resign from my beta status and reject Lycan Moon Pach as my pack. I will continue my life as a rogue and return to save my mate and take revenge on all who cross my path. This is my solemn promise.

Chapter 8: When The Original Characters Changed What will happened if the original characters changed? The original female lead was changed into a transmigrator, the original side characters— her three brothers— was reincarnated and the original villain was also a transmigrator. Then what about the male lead? Her lips twitch. Actually, it was better if it's true.

Ace chose that moment to clear his throat while slinging an arm over my shoulder, "Hate to break up the fucking reunion but introductions are needed." "You're rude," I chastised under my breath. "You love it," the tip of his tongue darted out of the corner of his mouth and his heated gaze dipped to my lips. "Everyone, this is Odette," Jericho introduced, forcing my attention back to him, then pointed to each of us and said, "Ace, Miranda, Quinn, and Gunnar." "Nice to meet you all," Odette beamed.

My mother dragged me out of my biological father's brutality, and I thought we had finally escaped. Then she married the Don of the Falcone family. The woman who once fought to protect me completely changed. To secure my stepfather's approval and coddle his beloved Sofia, she stood by and let them turn me into a servant in the house I was supposed to call home. Every time I pushed back, they pushed harder. Every time I begged to be seen, I was met with contempt. My biological father's fists left scars on my body. This family's marks went deeper—into my bones. So I stopped. If they never wanted me there, I would stop breaking myself for their hollow approval. I would take my own life back. In

As the three of them begin walking off, he looks back over his shoulder, “see you in a few hours, Alpha Scarlett. And thanks again.” “Of course. We’ve got to look out for each other. Especially if we’re looking at another vampire attack.” I say to him, feeling my stomach do flip flops, still not quite able to believe the words coming out of my mouth. Chapter 10 coming soon

Again, he reminds her of Mathias despite the difference in eye and hair color. The ghost pointer lowers to and hovers over the Delete button and then… clicks it. | Are you sure you want to delete this character? Cancel OK | The pointer clicks OK and just like that, the character of Ecto disappears and only Kayzel remains.