Fade Away Novel Novels & Stories

I don’t remember the elevator ride down. I know I must’ve taken it, because one second I was standing outside a door that had just closed in my face, and the next I was out on the pavement, cold air biting at skin I hadn’t even realized had gone numb. Let's pretend this never happened. Let's never contact each other again. I kept repeating the words in my head, over and over, hoping that eventually they’d make sense. They never did.

part of their story was the part where they stopped being "Characters." The "Engagement Score" on the sky began to "Mute." The "Play" buttons in the Reader’s Dimension turned into "Pause" symbols. The audience was no longer watching a movie; they were "Closing the Book." "They're... they're 'Finishing' the series," Sarah whispered, her form unravelling into a shower of stardust. "They've reached the... the 'Grateful Dead'..." The "New Author" vanished. The "Report" button shattered. The "Idealized North" evaporated.

Eleven іn thе mоrnіng is nоt the time tо bе mаkіng noble рlеdgеѕ, but suddenly it’s thе most іmроrtаnt thіng іn the wоrld. With that thought оn my mіnd I fіnаllу drор іntо аn exhausted ѕlеер. [Next POV from 'Blake' in Chapter 54] ******** Author Note: Guys, we are finally reaching the final part of the story. I really like to hear your thoughts so far about this series. I think the series "Taken Away" will end this month and from April will work on the whole new series. :) which you will love to read. 😋

"She never came. When I saw her again, she was on the news. She got married to another man, who seemed quite rich. She was radiant in the photos, and at that moment, I realized all I ever wanted was for her to be happy." The story should've ended on that note, but the ending felt off. Hesitant, I asked, "The cafe you mentioned—was it where we first met?" Ethan smiled and nodded. "Yes. Thankfully, you showed up this time."

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Hello my beautiful readers! Please take a moment to read this short note, as it will explain what is yet to come and may answer questions you have. Zade was the lead I never knew I needed 🥹 he came in as a villain, and left with many hearts. He has fast become one of my favourite men ♥️ The next and final book in the series is a novell, which I don’t currently have an exact date for, but please visit the book occasionally if you don’t get notifications.

A pause followed as dust settled on the tabletop. Beneath the sky's fading light, shadows stretched longer across the ground. Evening crept through the halls of the big house. Quiet took hold, room by room. Far from here, inside those hallways, Gwen Farley had begun to slip away. It hadn't hit her then.

In my previous life, my boyfriend's female best friend, Yvette Larson, decided to play a cruel prank on the firefighters with a few of her friends. They deliberately set off the fire alarm in our apartment complex and filled one of the rooms with smoke. "When the fire trucks get here, we'll hide and film them scrambling around trying to rescue everyone. This is going to go viral!" I did everything I could to stop them. I warned Yvette that they were wasting emergency resources and could even cause a stampede. However, she called me a buzzkill, and my boyfriend accused me of sticking my nose where it did not belong. Hence, I secretly called the property management office and tipped them of

"The place where every unfinished story is abandoned." The room became still. The woman frowned. "A place can't move." "No," the First Reader replied quietly. "It isn't a place anymore." "It became... hungry." The bright point continued drifting across the map. Each line it consumed vanished forever. Adrian watched several glowing paths disappear. "What happens to those stories?" The White Book answered before anyone else could. Fresh words appeared across its pages. They are forgotten before they are ever imagined. A chill ran through the room. The boy slowly closed the nameless notebook.