Aftermath Novels & Stories

Sebastian Morrison was the most famous fireworks designer in the world. We'd been together for seven years, and countless times, I'd hinted that I wanted a fireworks show that belonged only to me. Every time, he just ruffled my hair. "Next time it's your birthday," he'd say, "I'll design you the most beautiful one yet." The night of my birthday, I rushed to the beach, my heart full of anticipation. Instead, I found Sebastian standing under a sky full of fireworks, his arms wrapped around Victoria Grey. The fireworks burst over the water, dazzling, like a dream. Just not one that belonged to me. I stood frozen at the edge of the crowd. Someone nearby laughed and said, "I heard this des

The petals trembled gently, like a wave goodbye. Mom stared at the flowers. Tears fell again. But she smiled. "Lily," she whispered. "Is that you?" No one answered. The wind passed through, and the petals swayed once more. Then everything grew still. I looked down and saw my body beginning to fade, bit by bit, like mist evaporating in sunlight. I was finally leaving. I looked at them one last time. At the moment I disappeared completely, I heard Noah speak. "Mom, was Lily just here?"

The day I found out I was pregnant, I accidentally called myself three years in the future. Clutching my pregnancy test report, I asked excitedly, "Was Adrian happy when he found out he was going to be a dad? Is my baby a boy or a girl?" The woman on the other end of the phone answered in a hoarse voice, "The baby was never born. After Jane found out you were pregnant, she gave you abortion pills. Adam even signed the papers to have your uterus removed. And Adrian ignored you completely just to comfort that illegitimate daughter." My mind went blank, and my whole body started shaking. "That's impossible..." I couldn't believe that my beloved older brother, my best friend of 20 years, and the

Claire was known for her strong sense of principle and her strict adherence to rules and punctuality. Everyone knew she never made exceptions for anyone. Yet, when it came to getting married, she had stood Mark up eight separate times. The first time was because her friend from college, Ryan, returned after eight years living abroad, and she had to pick him up at the airport. The second time, Ryan slightly burned his finger while cooking, so she abandoned Mark on their way to the city hall just to check Ryan was all right. The third time, Ryan’s son fell ill, and she rushed over in a panic to drive the kid to the hospital. Now, this was the eighth time. Once again, she was a no-show. All

Tho I suspect the good use will be to burn. I changed into my PJs and jumped on my bed. I decided to pray before sleeping not that I do it often. 'Wfglhf'. I said and dozed off. ¶•¶•¶•¶ I yawned and stared straight at the ceiling. Julia's words playing in my head. 'Go and bid your family and loved ones goodbye, because after tomorrow, you might not be seeing them again'. Did she really mean that? Are you seriously asking that?

I don't expect a happily ever after, there will always be a lot of Afters to our imperfect love but I pray for the strength to keep getting through it. Remembering the Nova that told me to fuck off back in highschool, she happens to still be the same but more matured and I have learnt to love that crazy part of her. I wish all of you lovers out there a Maybe Ever After! The Nordan Story AFTER! by PLEASYMATT ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ The End. Please don't skip the next chapter, it's worth it, I assure you.

However, not long after, some of the customers also began staring at their screens with shocked looks on their faces. Avery was curious, as she stared at the shocked expressions on their faces, completely lost. She wondered what was going on. What were they all staring at or watching? Out of curiosity, she tried to inch close to one of the customers but Jeffery approached her, grabbing her hand and pulling her back to the counter. He dropped his phone on the counter. “There.” He said to her while she picked up the phone. A live stream was on, showcasing a very badly damaged military camp, with several mutilated bodies lying all around. There were puddles of blood all around, coming together

“The cold tends to bite harder after midnight.” “I can handle a little bite,” I called after him. He paused at the door. Then he glanced back at me. “Some things aren’t meant to be handled.” And then he was gone. So much for a boring night. Things just got interesting around here.

“Then do it. You don’t have to be perfect. You don’t have to carry everything.” Aria stared at him for a long moment. Then she reached forward, and when her fingers touched Rowan’s, light exploded through the rift. The Afterbirth shrieked as cracks split its body. “No!” it screamed. “You need me! I am the part that lets you survive!” “No,” Aria said firmly, stepping past it. “You were the part that made me forget I could live.” And with one last breath, she pulled Rowan into an embrace. The Afterbirth shattered like glass, dissolving into light.

THE AFTERMATH In the aftermath of the climactic battle, Lysander and Kylie must deal with the consequences of their choices. Relationships are mended, and new alliances are forged. The couple faces one final challenge that will test their resolve and love for each other. The days following the battle were a blur of activity. There was so much to be done, repairs to be made, wounds to be tended, and lives to be rebuilt. The city had suffered greatly, but it had also shown incredible resilience. The people had rallied together, united in their determination to protect their home and their future.