Autumn A Novel Novels & Stories

Autumn has always been the adorable one but this Autumn was smoking. Call it strange but Autumn was born with autumn-colored hair. Literally, her hair was a shade of red and orange with a faint tint of yellowish blonde. It was one of the most remarkable things about her, next to her eyes and that was why she was named Autumn. Her vanilla skin was ever so blemish-free and glossy, the perfect skin for someone with a svelte body and the kind of beauty she carried. Autumn could win any beauty contest, but as usual, she didn't care and would always dress up the way she liked.

“You’re not the only one who knows how to fuck, Alpha Hugh.” He chuckled. “What happened to the innocent Autumn that I know? Your mouth…” he trailed off and stared at my mouth. Out of habit, I wetted my lips. Wrong move. Alpha Hugh grinned. “Quit being a pervert. Stop looking at my mouth.” “I wondered if they were really soft when I kissed them.” My breath hitched. Damn him! “If you’re looking for the young Autumn, well she died with her family. She died when the people whom she believed would not leave her left. So stop looking out for her. She will no longer return.”

I could also hear the people passing by saying all sorts of things, but when I looked at them, they immediately ran away. Autumn did not seem sorry for what she did. She was a bit flustered that I kissed her back, which is something she wasn’t expecting. If she’s reborn like my brothers think, then she probably knows we were mates in our past life. Maybe she doesn’t know we are also reborn, but we’re not going to let her go. She pulled me closer to her to whisper in my ear, “No matter what you do, I’m going to leave you guys. And if you don’t, this is just the beginning. Guess what I’m going to do next. I guess your reputation doesn’t matter to you, right?”

C. Maybe she started to care now that I had been diagnosed with a killer disease because it was in her nature to be spontaneous and unexplainable. “Phraser? Is everything alright?” I heard Autumn’s worried voice and snapped out of my head. “Yeah.” I returned to the living room and sat next to her. It did not take me long to figure out that Tyler’s ex’s full name was Faith Antoinette Gauthier, her parents were French-Canadian who got divorced a few years ago, and she was currently living with her father, step-mother, and step-sister in NYC. I had a list of the courses she took in NYU but I did not think those were important so I basically skipped them. Autumn had been very quiet sitting besid

She might as well start with those. She grabbed a cloth and carefully wiped each book clean before placing them into a cardboard box. As she carried the box downstairs, she happened to run into Julian, who had just rushed back. He glanced at her and asked casually, “Where are you taking those books?” Autumn looked down at the books in her arms and replied offhandedly, “I was cleaning the room and saw these lying around gathering dust. Figured they’re useless now, so I’m tossing them.” Julian’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The grooves were fresh, and when I ran a finger over them, I thought I could still feel the raw dampness of the pumpkin beneath its skin. I looked across the garden toward the house next door. Tall sunflowers nodded in the fading remnants of autumn. Behind them stood a figure in a pale-colored shirt. It was Mr. Sasagawa, my next-door neighbor. The shadow went still. Pumpkin in hand, I froze as well. After a moment, the figure slipped away behind the house without ever stepping fully into view. ◇◇◇ I had returned to my grandmother’s house that spring. After clearing away the dust and rebuilding a life among her belongings, I found work as a part-time librarian at the local community library.

I stuffed the last piece of clothing into the suitcase and snapped it shut, then I looked around the apartment. Having lived here for five years, my presence was everywhere, from the paintings on the walls to the throw pillows on the couch and the plants on the balcony. Now, those very details felt like a cruel joke. I wheeled my suitcase toward the living room and paused to look at the calendar. New Year’s Day was tomorrow. A fresh start and a brand-new year. Without hesitation, I reached for my phone and reserved a seat on the first high-speed train heading to Cedar Hollow, my hometown.

And then there were Marianne and Elena—inside, carrying the weight of summer storms long past, and secrets that stretched across years like invisible threads. Gemma opened her notebook, pen poised above the blank page. She didn’t know what she was about to write—an observation, a story, a warning. Maybe all three. But she knew one thing: this summer wasn’t just fleeting warmth and careless laughter. It was a convergence, a delicate balance of past and present, of choices and consequences.

Allison’s face flushed scarlet, though whether it was from embarrassment or something else, I wasn’t about to speculate. I shut the door behind me. “Relax. I’m not judging. But I’m claiming your living room as my safe space for the night.” Her mystery man gave me an awkward half-wave before beating a hasty retreat. Once the door clicked shut behind him, I flopped into the armchair with a sigh. She eyed me, all concern now. “What happened?” So I told her, the heater, the note, the way Blackwood had appeared like some kind of dark-suited storm to pull me out of my own head. The way my chest still felt tight, but not in a bad way.

Ellie xo Author Update: I am excited to announce the continuation of Kate's story - Alpha Siblings - will be launched this week. Regular updates starting on February 7, 2022. Be sure to follow along Kate's journey. Ellie xo