Ever Ever After Novels & Stories

Joey asks snapping me from my thoughts, I look over at him taking a deep breath in before nodding my head. He smiles guiding me to stand even closer to the door as I hear Axel speak, I may have zoned out while he was giving the first half so I really have no idea what he’s saying. “My mate Evermore, has endured some of the worst pain and suffering in her life which I have ever heard. But even with her past, she continues to walk through life spreading as much positive energy and joy that she can, while also seeing only the best in each person she encounters. Which is why she is the perfect individual to take on the role as your Queen. So please give your warmest and most sincere welcome to m

"And the council can't have that." I looked at the blue ribbon on the shelf across from us. I thought about everything I'd ever heard about the Breeder in the villages. Nobody had ever said he wept. "The letter," I said. "To Lettie. Who was she?" "Her sister." He reached up without looking and touched the edge of the shelf where the half-written page lay, the way you'd touch someone's sleeve. "Corra wrote it the night she came. She fell asleep in the middle of a sentence, and she never woke properly after that. I copied it out and sent it to the sister with a lie at the end. That Corra had gone quickly. That she hadn't been frightened." His thumb moved along the wood. "I kept the real one. I

Sebastian Morrison was the most famous fireworks designer in the world. We'd been together for seven years, and countless times, I'd hinted that I wanted a fireworks show that belonged only to me. Every time, he just ruffled my hair. "Next time it's your birthday," he'd say, "I'll design you the most beautiful one yet." The night of my birthday, I rushed to the beach, my heart full of anticipation. Instead, I found Sebastian standing under a sky full of fireworks, his arms wrapped around Victoria Grey. The fireworks burst over the water, dazzling, like a dream. Just not one that belonged to me. I stood frozen at the edge of the crowd. Someone nearby laughed and said, "I heard this des

Somewhere, Eva was screaming and Max was losing his mind and I was smiling against Jade’s skin because revenge was never supposed to be quiet. It was supposed to be felt. Everywhere.

she said. I squeezed back, watching my husband‑ish laugh with his pack under the new moon. For the first time, “ever after” didn’t feel like a trap. It felt like… possibility.

“All that for later.” Adam nodded. “What are you going to call it?” he asked. I smiled at him. I knew exactly what I would name this company. And this time, Adam would not have veto powers. That morning I woke up with a firm decision to go with this name. “Ever After Concept Weddings,” I smiled at him. He raised brow. “Isn’t that a little bit too cheesy?”

On my birthday, my boyfriend Heath Merrick sent me a transfer of 200 dollars, same as always. The note read: [Birthday gift for Macy. Too busy lately, so I won't be around to celebrate with you.] A second later, I saw a message my best friend, Kyra Donnelly, had accidentally sent to our four-person group chat. [Fourth birthday we've spent together! Thank you, Brody and Heath, for the gifts!] The photo attached was a cake topper, a miniature figurine made of two ounces of solid gold. Less than a minute after the message appeared, my brother, Brody Lawton and also the group admin, deleted it for her. He tried to cover it up by flooding the chat with a string of GIFs, then casually typed a

Not even the girl herself. And this—this was everything she’d never dared to dream of, and more. This was perfect. This was achingly beautiful. This was her—my—happily ever after. THE END

Cedric met Lyka and became her boyfriend. Samantha and Gabriel lived happily with their two children. As Gabriel had promised, they bought land in Samantha’s hometown and started a new life there. And that’s where the story of Samantha and Gabriel ends. — THE END —

" The bodyguard was getting desperate because Everly wasn't listening to him at all. He had no idea how Henry was able to keep her under control. The bodyguard took the call and put it on speaker. A woman's voice rang out. "Eve, are you there?" Everly's eyes widened when she heard the voice. "Say, do you guys think I'm hallucinating? Why am I hearing the voices from the afterlife when I'm still alive?" "What afterlife? Eve, where are you? It's me. I'm not dead," Olivia said anxiously. Everly looked at the bodyguard and asked, "Did you hear what she said?" The bodyguard didn't care who was on the other end of the phone.