Forgotten Paradise Novels & Stories

POV - GIOVANNI CARSON There was no doubt that we were toxic, foolish and naïve. Blinded by the mere thought of an everlasting tension. And it sucks when you know that you need to let go, but you can't because you're still waiting for the impossible to happen. I sat there, watching people dance to the erotic music, The lights constantly changed color illuminating the room with bright neon colors. blue. red. pink. purple. Each time the colors changed, so did my thoughts.

I know she's only hesitating because she'll be able to find her mate in a couple of weeks, I'm just praying to the moon goddess that she's mine. The nerves were making my hands clammy and I couldn't shake the feeling that this was all going to go wrong. Imagine my surprise at the look of amazement on her face when she finally saw the clearing. I admit Ember and Blaze have really pulled it off, they'd chosen the perfect clearing surrounded by a lush wild flower border and it was far enough away from the packs town that we wouldn't be disturbed. As we entered the edge of the clearing her whole body froze, sending a wave of panic through me, she hates it.

She quietly sat beside the big stone and watched the scenery in front of her. “This is amazing, a paradise. I have lived in the City of Bloom my whole life, but I never once thought that there was a paradise here. I wonder if I can go back here once I leave,” she murmured to herself. She sighed as she thought of ways on how she should live her life right now. She just hopes that a miracle will come and give her back her old life, or maybe she can start a new life with what her father left for her. She stayed a little longer, and it was starting to get dark already when she heard someone calling her. She stood up and looked around and saw something from the other side of the lake.

Kael stared. "I've never seen it." The First Mother approached. "I have." Everyone looked at her. "When?" She looked toward the mist. "Before you were born." Emily's expression changed. "What is this place?" The First Mother whispered: "The Forgotten Valley." Emily frowned. "Why is it forgotten?" "Because nobody who entered ever came back." Kael drew his sword. Emily sighed. "Of course." Elara looked at her. "What?" Emily smiled. "Apparently we're going in."

No! My son grabbed my hand. Mama! I'm losing them. He held my hand tightly. Then we'll remember them for you. What? I'll remember everything. I looked at him. He smiled. You gave me a family. I'll carry your memories. Tears filled my eyes. I stood. Thank you. We continued. The hidden world was unlike anything I had ever seen. There were no stars. No sun. No moon. Only endless floating islands. Each island contained a memory.

The absolute malice was almost smothering. Trembling from the effects of her encounter with the intense emotions, MIra stepped away from the ruins. Remembering something else, she gasped and put her hand over her mouth and gazed at the ruins in a new light. A strange, soul-deep sorrow overtook her and she began to mourn. For what, she couldn't really say. But she felt the sorrow in the depths of her soul. Then she realized. Soulmates had died here. Together. It was the sorrow that she had felt. The beast of the castle had lost his love in a final battle and his grief had caused his death. What that beast had been was unknown to her and she was intrigued with the idea that a race of something

Only two executives are left until we reach the top of the food chain. I hear the sounds of machines as I look over at Kendall's side; sparks of blue light appear on or off as she works on another one of her crazy gadgets. I went through my head, figuring out the purpose of the island Eva purchased. She calls it Paradise Island, a small island off the coast of the Caribbean. Our air support captured the island unseen, and it only captured a small hut and no visual of Hugo or Eva. "What the hell is on that island?" I mumbled. I rub my head before my brain can be fried from all this thinking.

The Forgotten Mate 4. The Baby. Months had passed since that fateful night, and yet the memory of the mysterious man lingered within the depths of my mind, a bittersweet reminder of the fleeting happiness he had brought me. But as the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, the pain of my existence persisted, unyielding in its relentless grip.

Alas, it now seemed a dream destined to remain unfulfilled, a fantasy dimmed by the encroaching shadows of uncertainty. Yet, amidst the twilight of our aspirations, a spark of solace ignited within me. For in the revelation that our son was the chosen mate of the Lunari, I glimpsed a glimmer of a different destiny. Their union, blessed by the moon goddess herself, promised a future unbound by the caprices of mortal rule.

He took the bank card and held it firmly in his palm before walking out angrily. His secretary followed behind him and asked cautiously. “Sir, where are you going?” Cleo frowned and hissed out the words between his teeth. “Vinland.” At Cleo’s words, his secretary quickly booked the earliest flight to Vinland. Cleo never got any shut-eye throughout the entire flight. His mind was in disarray. Countless scenes flashed across his mind, mingled with all kinds of conflicting feelings. When he was playing with six-year-old Cecil in the park, he remembered being happy.