Everlost Neal Shusterman Novels & Stories

Behind the man was a beautiful lady. The young man was Chester’s son, Neil Wilson and the beautiful lady was his mother, Shelly Sullivan. Three months ago, they received news that Chester had died when others harmed him. Shelly was devastated and completely gave up hope, so she brought her son to an abandoned island not far away from the Eternal Life Island to live in seclusion. Neil had only been an innocent three-year-old baby when Quincy captured all the World Universe sects. Ten years have passed since then and he has become a young man.

I replied to her, and she just huffed once before hanging up. I dialled Nevil’s number after that. I was late, but he should have submitted his investigation report by now. “I was about to call you, Mr. Holster,” Nevil spoke hurriedly as soon as the call connected I had already resumed my search for Project Eclipse or Aurelia in the old server data by now. “Speak,” I asked him coldly, my eyes glued on the screen. “The woman with Dr. Carl Nelson is a top model in Houston, but she is an undercover assassin from a legally authorized organization, The Revolt.” He told me, and I narrowed my eyes.

“Pride and paranoia. Excellent combination for hiding tracks, terrible for trusting anyone else to hold all the keys.” He pulled up a matrix of accounts. “We know about Northbridge,” he said. “Covenant Stabilization. Kael Development. Those we saw in Frostveil’s dump. But no one as patient as Calista builds a plan for years without a backup tree.” His fingers tapped out a series of queries, skimming through routing codes, shell entities, and donor lists. Elowen’s name appeared only twice. Both under “evaluation support” memos. His jaw tightened.

Thomas took out a notebook and read it while he said, “First of all, there is some official information. Nelson Mayo is currently the chairman of Sterling Technology. He established Sterling Technology almost eight years ago. Throughout these years, he has made all sorts of connections and become invincible. With his outstanding scientific techniques and extraordinary wisdom in business, he has made Sterling Technology the best technological company in Central City and earned hundreds of billions of dollars in annual revenue. Iris blinked. “Hundreds of billions? Nelson is really not an easy person. He was great when he could establish Shalom Technology, but I didn’t expect that he even estab

There, he found the once-proud heir of the Rhett family weeping like a child. "El, I was wrong. I was so wrong. Can you please come home?" But there was nothing they could do now. They couldn't stop the future from unfolding, nor could they rewrite the past. From that moment onward, Eleanor Shaw was no longer a part of the Shaw family. At the same time, Ivor Rhett had lost the woman he cherished most. 30 years later, the research institute achieved a monumental breakthrough. I finally resurfaced in the world. "Dr. Shaw, be careful."

The next time, Charlene turned on her heel and went into the elevator, ignoring her. Gaylord Hearst saw Vesta waiting outside the office shortly after Charlene entered the elevator. He was aware of what had happened at Neural Nexus Tech the day before. Only Charlene and Stewart were aware of PrimeStar's plan to terminate the contract, though, as word had not yet traveled throughout the organization. Gaylord was therefore ignorant of PrimeStar's strong position on the contract's termination.

He gripped the edge of the desk, his knuckles white. Not only had Olivia vanished, taking with her every damning secret he spent years burying…but Noel had gone completely off the grid. No calls. No trace. As if he never existed. He had underestimated them. All of them. His phone rang. Carlton lunged for it. "Yes?" "Still nothing. No sign of her. No trace. The last ping was weeks ago, and then she disappeared off the grid." He slammed the phone down. He was slipping. Power was slipping. Control was slipping.

The Trerth haven't been spotted in ten years, so we won't be the first to run into them,” the phrase within said as it moved ahead and followed the other henchman who was following Nelanian. Nelanian got to the point where he wouldn't speak anything in front of him, only absolute darkness. He'd never had enough for the watches to summon him, yet there was no other way for him to go away without his body. His mind was degrading from the inside out, and he was aware of it at all times. It was only a matter of time until he succumbed to his injuries. I decided a little prayer wouldn't harm, even though he wasn't religious. He addressed the founding figures of Alchemy, Cythis and Bevana, the ori

The Trerth haven't been spotted in ten years, so we won't be the first to run into them,” the phrase within said as it moved ahead and followed the other henchman who was following Nelanian. Nelanian got to the point where he wouldn't speak anything in front of him, only absolute darkness. He'd never had enough for the watches to summon him, yet there was no other way for him to go away without his body. His mind was degrading from the inside out, and he was aware of it at all times. It was only a matter of time until he succumbed to his injuries. I decided a little prayer wouldn't harm, even though he wasn't religious. He addressed the founding figures of Alchemy, Cythis and Bevana, the ori

"He died thirty years ago. I can see his last digital footprint. He loved this place. He’s... he’s mourning his work." Nevan didn't look at the corner. He didn't have to. He looked at me, and I saw the flicker of a very human fear in his eyes. He wasn't afraid of armies or drones; he was afraid that the woman he had burned the world for was evaporating into the atmosphere. "There is no one there, precious," he said, his voice dropping into that low, obsessive growl. "There is only you. And me. And the thing growing inside you."