Fading Echoes Novels & Stories

We won't let anything bad happen to you ever again! "Please don't be mad at us anymore, okay?” They kept talking over each other, and it was so noisy that my head started to hurt. I felt annoyed as I looked at them. I tried to roll away in my wheelchair, but Ethan grabbed my hand. He looked at me with teary eyes. "Please don't go, Summer. I can't go through losing you again." Nelson and Jasper blocked my path with their arms wide open. "Come home with us, Summer. We promise we'll never leave you again."

"Jamesy, this is the last time I'll address you like this. From now on... let's each be well." I wanted this to be our final farewell. It would mark a complete end to my 10 years. Because I couldn't forget those three years inside. And the person who sent me in was still James. "Nina..." James reached out to grab me, but I dodged away. "Mr. Gates, please don't disturb me anymore. I want to leave peacefully." After saying that, I walked away. I rode my electric scooter, and through the rearview mirror, I saw James's car following behind at a leisurely pace, but I ignored it.

I started walking slowly, trying my best not to pass out. " Just a little bit more Ara, hold on for a bit. ", I mumbled to myself I dragged myself to the river as I felt my body was slowly going to collapse. My vision started to blur, my eyelids getting heavy, my head spinning crazily, I couldn't feel my body any longer. Am I dying ? I totally lost myself and my body dropped to the ground, I could feel the cold water hitting my skin, all the noises in the background slowly fading away.

Michael looked directly at Amara. “They aren’t memories.” The chamber went silent again. Amara’s pulse quickened. “Then what are they?” Michael exhaled slowly. “Residual system echoes.” Adrian closed his eyes briefly. Victor shook his head. “I’m getting tired of everyone in this place talking like psychopath philosophers.” Daniel ignored him. “What’s a residual echo?” Michael answered quietly. “When someone remains connected to the system long enough, fragments of stored consciousness bleed across compatible users.” Silence.

The cold dampness of the night clung to her skin and a shiver wracked her body. “It’s coming from behind my house,” Zephyra said into the phone, hearing another scream. Drawing the arrow back, she crept around the house. She made sure to keep the wall at her back. It was pitch black with the moon not full enough to cast much light. The motion detection lights snapped on, blinding Zephyra. She also dropped her phone somewhere.

It was a warning. Echoes didn’t just fade.

In that moment, Thomas knew that love's echoes were not confined to a single lifetime—they were timeless, eternal, and forever. Their love story was a testament to the resilience of the human heart, the power of second chances, and the enduring legacy of love. It was a symphony that echoed through the ages—a melody that would inspire generations to come. With grateful hearts and spirits entwined, Thomas and Emily walked hand in hand, their love's endless refrain guiding their steps. And as they journeyed together, their love painted a masterpiece across the canvas of their lives—a testament to the enduring power of love's echoes and the beauty that could emerge from its timeless symphony.

Audio comparisons. My song. Then hers. My breathing started to change. Shorter. Sharper. One of the clips got my attention, so I pressed play right away. Out of nowhere, noise took over every corner inside. A sudden hush broke when echoes began crawling along the walls. I froze. Something more than alike showed up here. Close enough, really, for someone who happened to be looking. That near. Anyone. The phone felt harder in my hand as I held it tighter. I clicked pause.

On the plane, just before takeoff, Lillian pulled out her phone and deleted every trace of Elton. 'Goodbye, Elton,' she whispered silently. 'We're done for good.'

The echoes are still there, waiting, and they’ll be louder than ever when we return. 🖤 Echoes of Ruin resumes January 1st.