And Then She Was Gone Novels & Stories

Her tears were hot and silent now, soaking his shirt. “She is gone, Khaid.” She choked out, her voice muffled against his skin. “She was just… she was just there, talking about pearls. Bubbly and full of life, I thought she was going to be my friend in here. And now, she’s…gone. Just like that. Beside me”

But as I made my way upstairs, my phone vibrated. A mindlink. I groaned. “What is it, Zane?” I snapped. “Um… Alpha, we have a problem.” I stilled. “What kind of problem?” Zane hesitated. “It’s—uh—so…” “Get to it, Zane! I don’t have all day.” A pause. Then, finally— “She’s gone,” he muttered. A cold chill crept down my spine. “What do you mean gone? Who’s gone?”

I pulled her close, my love for her burning, but Gabe and Bella were gone, vanished in the chaos. Then, cries echoed from somewhere, sharp and desperate, chilling my blood.

And it started flickering, fading. “No! Wait!” she cried, sprinting as fast and as hard as she could towards it. As she got nearer, she could see one of her converse tennis shoes on the ground and her drained cell phone. That’s all that was left of her. Before she could even touch the doorway again, it flared brightly once and then disappeared altogether. It was gone. Home was gone.

"She's gone!" The room erupted into chaos. Chairs scraped against the floor as everyone shot up from their seats, but the sounds around me faded into a distant roar as Julia’s words echoed in my mind. *Gone.* My heart stopped, my mind blanking out everything else as I took a step toward her, my legs feeling like lead.

And then she was gone. Her number stopped working the same day she had left the pack. So I’d been hoping we could let go of all grudges at the summoning, but she hadn’t acknowledged me. Or mentioned my part in her abortion. She was essentially a ghost now. No known address. No official contact. Just... gone.

everything they had built together would collapse. He remembered reaching for her hand. She stepped back. Just one step. Yet it had felt wider than an ocean. "I can fix this." She shook her head. "No, Mason." "Please..." "I don't know who you are anymore." Those had been the last words she ever spoke to him. After that...she disappeared. He had searched. God...how he had searched. Private investigators. Former classmates. Every address she had ever lived at. Hospitals. Airports. Nothing. She had vanished so completely that eventually even the investigators admitted defeat.

She pressed her lips to my cheek, and I felt the warmth of her love, even as her body grew colder. "I love you," she whispered. "Always. Forever. My precious girl." And then she began to vanish. Her body dissolved like ash in the wind, scattering into the darkness. Her fingers slipped through mine. Her face faded into nothing. "Mom!" I screamed, reaching for her. "Mom, come back! Please come back!" She was gone. I was alone in the darkness, my blood still pooling beneath me, my sobs echoing into the void. And then I heard footsteps.

And then one of them whispered, his voice trembling, “Sir… she’s gone.” My heart skipped. “What do you mean gone?” I barked. “There’s… no one here, sir.” His voice shook. “We… she was right here, we saw her… but now…” I stared toward the closed curtains, every hair on my arms standing up. Gone? My chest felt tight again, this time colder. I pushed the covers off, my mind racing as a cold chill slid down my spine. Where the hell did she go?

“He’s not gone. He’s just waiting. You’ve only delayed the inevitable.” And then without another word, she vanished, her body dissipating into smoke.