And Then She Was Gone Novels & Stories

She was fun and adventurous, and had just enough sass to keep me chasing her. We grew up together. We went on so many adventures that normally got us all in trouble. But we didn't mind. We were kids, enjoying our lives and our closeness. We planned on staying together forever. We were meant to be. We told her she was going to be our mate, and she agreed! We spent every moment we could together, until one day... she disappeared. I don't know what happened, one minute she was there and then she was gone. We were devastated. We searched everywhere! We went to her house and everything was empty. She didn't leave a note and her phone number had been disconnected. S

she pressed, sensing there was more to the story. Ethan sighed, his gaze distant. “She disappeared,” he said, his voice hollow. “One day, she was there, and the next… gone. I searched everywhere, questioned everyone, but it was as if she vanished into thin air.” He hesitated, pain flickering across his face. “I never found out why.”

And what she’s becoming. “Leon…” her voice comes again. Weak. Breaking. “Help me—” The screen flickers. Cuts. Static floods everything. Then— black. Complete. Final. Silence crashes down. No feeds. No signals. No trace. “She’s gone,” someone says. “No,” I reply quietly. “She’s not gone.” I step forward. Eyes locked on the empty screens. Mind already moving. Already rebuilding the puzzle. Because now— we have something we didn’t before.

I still see how she wiped her tears as she ran through the hallway until she leaves out the door and was gone. And that… That was the last time I ever saw her.

Final. I didn’t move. Couldn’t. I just stood there in the middle of the car like a ghost in my own life, staring into darkness like she had just walked through. She was gone. And maybe I let her go too easily. No, not maybe. I did. I absolutely did.

I stood there in the middle of the parking lot, watching her taillights disappear, my whole world crumbling around me. She’d heard everything. And now she was gone.

“When did she leave?” “I don’t know,” he admitted with a shrug. “But she’s definitely gone.” “That’s so weird,” I said, leaning back into the seat. “Yep. And her IAC is totally off, so no one knows where she went.” “No one?” I repeated. “No one.”

"Good... Then I can rest." Her breath grew shallower, like waves pulling further from the shore. "I will always be with you," she murmured. "In the wind. In the snow. In your heart." Then her eyes closed. And she was gone. For a moment, there was nothing. No sound. No breath. No time. Then came the scream.

“What do you mean, gone? I thought she was on a vacation in France?” “She suddenly dropped off the grid. She's no longer on our radar. No trace. It’s like she vanished overnight.” Nero’s gaze darkened, his earlier joy folding into cold rage. “Find her,” he said, his voice deadly calm.

He was more to her in that past three months than I was to her in all my years of knowing her. And then, just as quietly as she had come… she disappeared. One second she was there, hands clutching ash. The next—gone. Like the wind had carried her away with what remained of him. Only the violet glow left in her wake lingered. She teleported away with his ashes. We all stood, surrounding the place where Lyric just knelt unsure of whether to search for her or to start celebrating our victory.