Forgotten Paradise Novels & Stories

"No burnt timber." "No bodies." His voice trembled. "It was as if the tower had never existed." A heavy silence followed. The traveler slowly closed the ancient scroll. His face was grim. "It has begun." Lia felt her heart sink. "What has begun?" The old man looked directly at Ethan and Elena. "The Forgotten Alpha is reclaiming what history stole from him." Far beyond Mooncrest, in a valley hidden beneath perpetual mist, the ancient figure stopped walking. He looked toward the distant territory. His silver eyes glowed brighter than the moon itself.

⸻ Yet never found the answer. Finally… He smiled. ⸻ “I don’t have a name.” ⸻ Silence. ⸻ “Not anymore.” ⸻ Everyone frowned. ⸻ The figure continued. ⸻ “Long ago…” ⸻ The sky darkened. ⸻ “I was the first possibility.” ⸻ The stars trembled. ⸻ “The future that was never chosen.” ⸻ 😨 ⸻ 🌙 The Forgotten Future Suddenly— A hidden memory appeared.

What she thought would be the worst mistake of her life,hell for her was actually paradise. . *********

Is an answer I didn't know I had. "Forget what?" The brown-haired girl queries as we both inspect everything else but each other. "Forget that he has a sinister past. That he murdered his parents. Including a lot more people. As well as him being immortal and that he's genetically modified. Maybe that huh?" I answer finally sitting up and watching her reaction.

Daniel walked for hours around the city. He was determined to go anywhere other than back to the Bostonian. He had so many things running through his head. His father sends Wyatt to see if he can be saved and stop the war that both sides have been waiting for. Elizabeth and him having a son and he’s eleven, and his life's in the same danger as Elizabeths. Daniel just wanted to walk away from all of this. How he wished that it had been Wyatt that was Forsaken instead of him. He felt everything way too much to be cut out for this job. These twelve years of soul collecting. So many souls collected for a war that might never happen. So many people sacrificed for what.

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.

Right, the message. I wipe my eyes before returning to my seat and opening the folded paper. 'PRETTY PRINCESS NOT SO DEAD' "That's it?" I ask flipping the paper over to see if there was anything on the other side. Nothing. I look up to my father confused "So what? Someone has an idea that I may be your long dead baby?." Wrong choice of words Rory! Wrong fucking choice of words, I mentally slap myself as my fathers eyes flash instantly from blue to black. Cyrus!

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.

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