Aftertale Comic Novels & Stories

As Ace flipped through the pages, the soft crackling of the paper filled the space. Ace's fingers moved skillfully over the pages, his eyes scanning each drawing with a mix of pain and yearning. As he turned the pages, I leaned in closer, mesmerized by his talent, my gaze fixed on his strong fingers gently handling each page. Each one unveiled a new design, a new narrative. On one page, I saw a boy gazing at a river, his face reflecting deep sorrow.

He takes his coat off and hands it to me, as I look at him and say “thank you.” I am not sure what to say. I just stand there looking at him, he is so sexy. I can't help but stare at his body. I almost feel like I am drooling. Lilly snap out of it, Star tells me, but I can't help myself. His muscles and tattoos going down both of his arms, his 6 pack oh my God he's so gorgeous. All of a sudden I feel a sharp pain that makes me snap out of how dreamy he is. I grab my side, I look at my hand and see blood. Must be where the bear got me on my side. I try not to make my pain known. I don't want to show any kind of weakness in front of the alpha. “All right Jayden, it's time to go.” My eyes go te

His wolf finally found a crack. He bit the Tail's concept. Not physically. Worse. He bit the idea that debt gave ownership. The Tail screamed. Jack tasted endings. Milo Venn laughing over bad coffee. A dead-universe trader seeing stars for the first time. A version of Haley who never mattered. A version of Katherine who never slept. A version of Jack who obeyed. He bit down and pulled. The collateral tore free in a flood of names. Aaliyah caught them. Ben indexed them.

"A month after this incidence. Xavier was beheaded by my Fathers orders. He was also desiccated and locked up so he wouldn't be brought back to life. We tried our best. Xander and I got Nicholas mother to try to bring him back to life. Xavier was stuck in hell and he suffered down there for what seemed like eternity. He suddenly came back with only one agenda. Revenge. He killed our Father and Sent Our Mother away. Alec was our Brother too. He left with our mother. Had always been Mama's favorite." Anessa finishes with a scoff. "Xavier came back as a Demon and a Vampire. No one knows what happened down there except him." Meryl continues. " He was more deadly. They called him Azrael. Shadow o

Xander said the moment we returned, staring at me as if he could see right through me. "Well, you'd better comfort me, then." I hooked my finger on his tie. "After all, we're still young, right?" Xander's ears turned red again as he hummed in agreement under my gaze. I then tackled him and kissed his face all over. … Five years later, the system told me that Elijah's world had finally collapsed. At the time, I was holding my daughter, Maya Fuller, and teaching her to paint when I heard the news. I paused for a moment to remember before the memories came back to me.

Meekey whispered. “I didn’t do it for you,” Tasha said. “I did it because she deserves closure—one way or another.” The line went dead. Later that afternoon, Maya made her way to the café near Jefferson Park. She sat by the window, sipping coffee she didn’t want, waiting. She had seen a picture of Zoe once smiling beside Natalie on a community newsletter website. Black braids. Sharp jawline. Big hoop earrings and a stare that said don’t mess with me unless you mean it.

𝕰𝖘𝖙 𝖌𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖚𝖒 𝖜𝖍𝖚𝖎 𝖛𝖔𝖓𝖟 𝖓𝖚𝖐𝖊. "The past is the past. The future is the future. The Present is who I am now." ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆ Prologue| Monstrosity, And Lunacy For Eternity TRIGGER WARNING This chapter contains strong violence, blood, cutting off limbs, and loss of loved ones, which may not be suitable for some readers. Discretion is advised and stay safe. Otherwise, enjoy reading.

Dante held me as if I might vanish, but I no longer had the strength to push him away. Professor Shaw came to my side. “Aria, can you hear me?” I looked at her through the blur. “My baby…” Her expression changed, but her voice stayed steady. “We’re taking you to the institute medical center now.” As they lifted me onto the stretcher, Dante tried to follow. Professor Shaw stopped him with one look. “You had your chance to protect her.” The last thing I saw before darkness took me was Dante standing in the hall, covered in my blood, while the wedding ring box lay open at his feet.

The sender was anonymous. I guessed it was probably a former colleague still bitter about Trehill, or someone wanting to see Daniel humiliated. I stared at the photo for a few seconds. There was no satisfaction or pity, only a near-calm indifference. The mountain that once crushed me had long since eroded into a heap of dust by the roadside, unnoticed. And I had crossed that mountain, now seeing a wider world beyond. I hit delete and blocked the number. Some images aren’t worth keeping, just like how some people didn’t deserve space in memory.