Five Survive Novels & Stories

"How old are they?" "Five." A muscle worked in his jaw. "We should go," I said. "Our driver's waiting." "Mara." "There's nothing to discuss, Luke. We're here on business. I didn't come looking for you." "But you're here. In Z City." "It's a large city. People live here. People visit. Standing in the same airport isn't a reunion." "Five years." His voice dropped, controlled but tight. "Five years of silence. And you just walk through arrivals like …"

Four engagements. Four weddings that never happened. By the time I accepted my fifth proposal, I stopped believing in forever. I asked for one simple thing, an intimate wedding in Bali, far away from the crowd and bad luck that seemed to follow every relationship I had. But when the church doors opened, the man waiting at the altar wasn't my fiancé. It was Maximilian Blackridge, the ruthless Mafia King everyone feared. “Marry me,” he said calmly, “or your real fiancé dies.” To save the man I loved, I became another man's wife. I thought surviving a forced marriage would be my greatest nightmare. I was wrong. Because the deeper I fell into Maximilian's dangerous world, the more i

"Five men already facing execution for loving me. Now add a council conspiracy and an ancient army into the mix. How is any of you supposed to survive this?" Nobody answered right away. Then Kieran, standing silently near the window the entire time, finally spoke, his voice low and absolutely certain. "We survive it the same way we've survived everything else. Together. Whatever it costs." Before anyone could respond, Luca's laptop chimed sharply with an incoming alert, an automated flag he'd set up days earlier for any mention of the sealed archive terms across pack networks. He opened it, scanned the message, and went pale. "What?" Damon asked immediately.

“You can’t die. None of the Five have ever died or been replaced, so stop your nonsense of me taking over for you.” “The Five can die, but it takes all four others to kill just one. I never said I would die of old age. It’s true that none of the Five have ever died or been replaced, but that doesn’t mean there won’t come a time when such a scenario is needed. Now, Everly and Sebastian. I want you two to do some fieldwork. Master and grow your abilities together so that when the time comes, you are ready to assist Death. Are you two willing to accept the task?”

So as not to reveal himself. My eyes widen with this sudden realization. “You´re...” The Five comprises of Silas, Lunamara, Tabitha, Abel, and... “Yes, Laura. Speak my name.” “Barnabas.” “The Third Wolf.” “Although how is this possible?” “The Five possess impossibly long lives. Perhaps not immortality, although long enough for me to live for a millennium. Two of my brethren were killed by this dagger. Silas was betrayed and went to his death. And--”

Harry growled. "This was meant to be a silent mission, but with this useless stunt you just pulled, the cops will soon be involved." Five said. "Bye! I'm leaving tonight. I will hide somewhere and then leave through my private jet at night." "Okay. Stay safe." Five replied. "Wait! Is Abel dead?" She asked. "No." Harry replied, angry at himself for failing to kill him. "Great. All this stunt was in vain!" Five said, and then ended the call.

A sanctioned death, carried out in front of everyone. "Sam... who's the Alpha?" "It's Mark," he huffs, annoyed. "Mark? The same Mark from the Hyundai company?" "Yes." "And what does it take to become Alpha?" "Well... uh... there are five ways. First, Alpha by virgin." "What? So that's why... you want-Sam!" I shout, crossing my arms.

The smile on his face faltered a little as he opened a black umbrella and walked over. "What are you doing here? Who's handling things in the pack downtown district?" he asked with a frown. "I've got everything arranged," I said, forcing a smile as I handed him the gift I'd been holding onto this whole time. "I came to say… happy fifth mating anniversary, Alaric." He looked startled, clearly having forgotten it was our fifth anniversary, let alone expecting me to travel all this way to bring him a gift. Surprise flashed in his eyes, and just as he reached for the gift, Serene Vargar's coquettish voice rang out. "Alaric, the elders are here. The council's starting."

"You deliberately made Laura suffer. And I got so used to it that I convinced myself it wasn't a big deal. I thought that as my wife, it was her duty to respect you and tolerate whatever you did." His voice trembled. "Did you know she was pregnant?" The prayer beads in his mother's hand stopped moving. Julian laughed softly through his tears. "It was that day. The baby died that day." His chest rose and fell unevenly. "I didn't even get the chance to know. Our first child..." His voice broke completely. "Our first child was gone before I even knew they existed." His mother sat frozen. Not a single word came out. Julian shook his head, and tears rolled down his face. "I'm not putting on a sho

I moved to another city and spent half a month trying to stitch myself back together, convincing myself I could start all over again. But the moment I stepped into the real world, I realized how broken I really was because the five years gone had stripped me of everything. From my dignity to my confidence, and even my instincts... They were all gone.