Dark Reunion Novels & Stories

"What do we know about each other? Nothing. This is just physical. And it will go away if we just stayed apart." "Do you think so? I had stayed away for four days, and one of my pack mates had died and all through it, I still thought about you." Adrian said, his eyes honest. "I am sorry. What happened?" She asked him and his eyes dimmed before he shook his head. She saw the shutters coming down. It made her feel like the death was kind of a big deal to Adrian. "It is nothing." "Amey? Amelia? Where are you? I have been looking for you."

Jared and Zoe, who are still in bed (in separate rooms), don’t wake up until later when the fiasco has long calmed down. Check-out from the resort goes by like a scurried blur. As it always does. The gang splits into team south and team north again and goes on their way back home. Needless to say that the journey is a little bit bumpy due to the day they’re returning home: Friday. So, after a couple of hours on the road, the two main drivers decide to take a small detour in the nearest rest stop. “When’s the big reunion again?” Logan inquires as he stretches his legs and arms for the nth time since arriving in the place.

Our love, rekindled and fortified, would be the guiding light that led us through the trials ahead, a beacon of hope in the darkness. In that room, bathed in love and illuminated by the soft hues of twilight, we surrender ourselves to the magic of our reunion, knowing that no matter what challenges awaited us, our love would always prevail. The following morning, Darren called Elena and me to his Alpha Strong room, a space reserved for important pack matters. As we entered, the air crackled with a mixture of tension and anticipation. I could sense the weight of uncertainty in the room, wondering what Darren had in store for us.

He smiled at me, giving me that sexy smile. Only if Dad weren’t there, I would kiss Albert right here, but maybe I could not control his mind. Albert lowered his head and brushed his lips into mine. My lips parted, but before we could deepen our sweet kiss, we heard Dad clearing his throat, breaking our kiss. He stood up, putting the newspaper back on the center table. “Dinner is ready. Let’s have our dinner first, then let’s talk later.” --- It was a quiet and awkward dinner, and Albert could not bring up the plan of leaving the country for our honeymoon. Despite that, I knew we were both thankful no one knew about the portal.

The trio embraced, a reunion brimming with unspoken emotions and shared hardships. With their reunion, the echoes of worry and uncertainty dissipated, replaced by a renewed sense of purpose. Together, Zelda, Elliot, and Dawn stood as a united front, ready to face the challenges that awaited them. Their bond, forged in the crucible of adversity, would guide them through the trials that lay ahead.

The system answered, "Reward claimed. Every trace about you will be deleted. No one will have any memories of you. Even your son will disappear. Everyone else shall live out their lives as you have planned for them. Do you wish to use this item?" "Yes," I said calmly. I saw Rachel. She was imprisoned in my body while my spirit left my mortal coil. I waited patiently until my final moment came, saying nothing as she tried to break free of my body. Finally, she asked through tears, "Why? You silly girl, why?" I smiled. "Because you're worth it." I disappeared, and so did Chris. … Verde had a headache, but it only lasted for a moment. He shook his head, thinking he was just exhausted. When he r

But instead of seeing the man I loved, all I saw was a monster who cheated on me and killed me to keep everything a secret. Everything came crashing on me at this moment. The flashbacks of the betrayal, horror and pain I felt; the feeling of dying, of fear. My legs shook slightly but I gritted my teeth. What use was this? I had a job to do— a score to settle. “Damien, my love—” I began as I opened the door and immediately feigned shock seeing them together. Just like in my previous life, my mate and his lover were sweaty and covered in love marks.

I am Rey Reed Smith, the last of the reaper's hunters and the wielder of the soul nectar. Taking another deep breath, I quickened my pace as the noise of those stupid crowds grew more intense. It was the same sound I'd grown accustomed to; it meant one of their most vicious and important players was about to slay his victims. My plan is simple. I will just brag into the arena ground, slaughter their players, rescue my team, kill the bastard, Ryan, and find my way out. I knew that with my newfound power, I was invisible to any weapons they were welding and that none of their players, not even Ryan, were a match for my abilities now.

Mainly because this gunshot scared my princess but also because l had to walk all the way here for a false alarm l thought there was an intruder in here just to see that these dumb men are the cause of it not only that what if my princess had not believed my father l did not want her knowing about this part of our lives maybe when she is old enough or never she is too pure l don't want her to think we are monsters . My men looked at me with fear evident in their eyes l was really tempted to shoot them but l knew and l could always put my gun on silent which is a win they will be dead and my princess won't hear anything but l was not in the mood . So when they did not answer l asked them agai

The wine burned, and I coughed until my eyes watered, but my heart was warm. In my last life, Everett died trying to get justice for me, and Stellan had him killed for it. In this life, he was alive and well, still the same brilliant, spirited eldest son of the Renworth family. "Everett." I set the glass down and looked at him. "Thank you." "For what?" He laughed and ruffled my hair. "You're my sister. If I don't look out for you, who will?" I laughed too. He was right. This life was different.