Aftertale Comic Novels & Stories

The Trerth haven't been spotted in ten years, so we won't be the first to run into them,” the phrase within said as it moved ahead and followed the other henchman who was following Nelanian. Nelanian got to the point where he wouldn't speak anything in front of him, only absolute darkness. He'd never had enough for the watches to summon him, yet there was no other way for him to go away without his body. His mind was degrading from the inside out, and he was aware of it at all times. It was only a matter of time until he succumbed to his injuries. I decided a little prayer wouldn't harm, even though he wasn't religious. He addressed the founding figures of Alchemy, Cythis and Bevana, the ori

Theme: Welcome to the Afterlife, part 3 [The skirmish of Survival]. Deliberately, I unwrapped my eyes. At first, it was obscured, but I yanked them open as I felt something cold touching my body. Standing in front of me is Lucifer's bitch, who looks like a plier with a formidable smile on her face. Besides her stood General Zod, while the three other hefty beings stood behind him, and one of them was holding a bucket, which I guessed contained the remaining water.

The pack healed in Chapter 23, Lila's Mist soothing wounds, her sapphire eyes tearful but resolute, emotions of relief mingling with grief. Kael's confession deepened in Chapter 24, his past cult ties fully revealed, dimming his tattoo as Alya confronted him, Ember snarling, but love prevailing in forgiveness. Victory's glow in Chapter 25 sealed with a final love scene under stars, Alya and Kael's bodies entwining, tattoos blazing, passion a testament to growth.

he murmured, voice like a broken vow, “if anything happens to me…” “Don’t,” she whispered. He exhaled—soft and tortured. “Get in the car.” But as she stepped toward it, a low, mocking voice echoed across the alley: “Walking away from her, Lucian? How predictable.” Elara froze . Lucian spun. And Damien Hale stepped out of the shadows. Alone. Unarmed. Smiling. The kind of smile that promised ruin. “Run, Elara,” Lucian murmured. But Damien’s eyes locked onto hers cold, victorious, certain.

I ran back to the camp and found a group of the undead attacking the small family. I searched for Alice and found her with the wolves fighting them in the back. I snatched my double-bladed sword and separated it into two halves, then advanced on the stupid ones who were trying to get to the two women and kids. I cut their heads off, then went to the rest. The alpha wolf beside me herded the ones to my left towards the empty spot to my right. I killed those three and found Alice and the rest of the wolves have killed the remaining ones.

And next to our name, carved in smaller letters, there was a line that said, "May we never meet again in the afterlife." This was my final punishment for them. I would never forgive them forever.

I asked and for a moment, a wistful look crossed the Beta's face as he considered my words. "Liar! You gave him poison. You told me that yourself." Blaire roared and I almost cursed. Of course, I had told her that. I had been unable to resist my desire to taunt her and now, I had lost the advantage of secrecy. Now, I could only hope that the doctor had not forgotten an important detail when he told me the poison had no remedy.

When did they care about me ever? So I decided to get a butterfly tattoo with the letter Z on the center in neon pink and green. I had it drawn over the scar on my arm. When the artist was done, I was actually glad I did it. “Why the letter Z?” Marie asked. I laughed. “Maybe that’s my prerequisite for your little game. I’ll hook up with a guy… only if his name starts with a Z.” Marie glared at me. “Are you freaking kidding me? You had to choose the most difficult letter in the alphabet?”

Several of Chase Corporation's key projects had suddenly been targeted in a hostile takeover by competitors, causing heavy losses. "I heard Alexa leaked their business secrets," my friend said over the phone. "Now Liam's running himself ragged, putting out fires everywhere." As I held the phone, I felt an indescribable feeling stirring in my chest. In my past life, Alexa was willful, but she had never sunk to something so malicious. After I married Liam, she found herself a wealthy heir to wed, though she never stopped flirting with Liam. It seemed that in this life, because I walked away, she'd abandoned all restraint.