Ever After Novel Novels & Stories

The tiny, folded slip of paper , Ethan Grant’s phone number , had become my personal religion. For fourteen agonizing days, it had lived tucked deep inside the stitching of my uniform apron, a burning coal against my skin. Two weeks. I had survived two weeks of perfect silence, two weeks of scrubbing floors and polishing secrets, pretending the warm pressure of his lips on my cheek had been nothing but a fever dream.

Adeline POV I rush into my house that sits in the woods due to the storm outside. I went into the city to do some shopping for myself since my birthday is coming up in a few weeks. Once I was inside I realized that my husband wasn't home. My husband, Ezra Blackwood, and I have been married for 2 years. He is the Alpha of our pack, Blackwood Bay.

I then crouched in a tight corner of the garden and burned all that junk in a heap. In the flames, one item kept catching the light and flickering. It was the necklace Elijah had given me that year. I'd always carefully displayed it in the most prominent spot in my room, even polishing it once a week to keep it dust-free. That was until I learned that Elijah had recently gone to an auction and bid on a necklace, declaring in front of everyone that it belonged to Abigail. It was then that I realized our old memories had all but rusted away. Watching the flames slowly shrink—just like my marriage to Elijah—I felt an unprecedented sense of joy. I could finally leave.

There is still time. Her grandfather stood up, looked at her: “Some stories end, while others just begin.” “True,” she replied. “The story of my youth, ended with the guardian.” “What happened later?” “We won the war with Irmir.” “Irmir?” He looked at her, thought for a moment: “I knew. I forgot something.” “What?” “Postar is only a region of Irmir.” “So, it was only a prelude?” “Yes.” “How did you meet grandmother?” “It is a story for another time.”

She woke up with a headache. She opened her eyes and saw the ceiling from her old room - the one she shared with Albert before their divorce. She felt a pain from her lower body and immediately knew what happened, and she slowly turned her head, fearing that she's in an endless dream in the afterlife. Is this the afterlife or was she reborn, she didn't know. Her tears immediately flowed down when she saw him lying beside her, Albert Matthews, her once and forever love, and the man who swore to protect her from wind and rain -- who actually did, even after everything that happened to them.

" He said and disappeared into the book. The pages of the book flipped on its own and the blank pages from the last person's experience began filling itself up with pictorial descriptions of our adventure in the kingdom of Luceras. It showed the end of our adventure by our return home and when the description finished itself, the book disappeared in a ray of light. And just then, I remembered my daughter, Neveah. "I have to go to Neveah right now." I said and rushed out of the library. My mind was so occupied that I nearly bumped into Elsie. "Woah there, Evelyn. What's the rush and what are you wearing? You look like you're about to go to a vampire themed party or something." Elsie said and

“Why do you love romance novels so much?” “Mostly because of the H.E.A.” “H.E.A?” “Happily ever after. I love when things work out. It doesn’t usually happen in real life. Getting lost in a good book, seeing the good guys win, and the guy always gets the girl…call me lame, but I love that.”

See? This was such a beautifully yet tear-jerking novel I have ever successfully crafted an idea with, a few months ago. But after I have encountered all the horrible occurrences for the past months, I came back to work and turned this sad and romantic novel into a mystery and horror novel, which made all my work colleagues and supervisor absolutely petrified. They have no idea that I was even more shocked and horrified when I have suddenly realized that my novel had suddenly become so dark and twisted. It was beautifully written, like a psychopath has written a novel for the very first time.

I lay there, my chest rising and falling, as the aftershocks subsided, the book still forgotten on my chest. I picked it up again, my fingers tracing the stylish words as I caught my breath. I couldn't believe what had just happened, but I couldn't deny the feeling of satisfaction that took over my entire body. I had never felt so turned on from reading a novel before, but then again, I'd never read a novel like this before. A small smile of enchantment touched my lips, my fingers still tracing the words as I settled back into the story. Maybe there was something to be said for erotic novels after all.

Chapter 21: The Global Release The internet never stops and by 8:00 AM the morning people were going crazy in the comments under Chapter Twenty. Avery was sitting on the patio of her house in the country and the cool morning air was blowing through the pages of her notebook as she scrolled through all the messages on her phone. Thousands of readers on GoodNovel and NovelSnack were totally losing it over the twist about the grandfather's hidden key.