Forsaken Ao3 Novels & Stories

Those foggy memories were created after Lila left me to be captured by the Lycans, and as expected, they brought me back to Crimson Moon pack, and if I was right, I was somewhere underneath the mansion I had spent years making my home, tied up like a fucking criminal. But what crimes had I committed? From my perspective, the answer to that question would be, “None.” However, if seeking a man’s love is a crime, then I would be guilty as charged. If trying to ensure that the man I loved also loved me back was a criminal act, then fine! I would be a criminal. Or maybe my cries weren’t related to love or to the man I believed I loved. Perhaps it was about how I abandoned my people without lookin

Chapter 144 – The Forsaken Star’s Reckoning The forsaken star pulsed in the nexus’s starfield, its ashen light a cold specter, casting a pallor that bled despair into the abyss, each flicker a wound that unraveled the fragile threads of hope. Jessica’s hollowness was a raw chasm, her glow extinguished, her body trembling as her brother.

“Or maybe it’s your chain, Alpha. You’d rather her stay fragile than see what she truly is.” I staggered back a step, torn between their voices. “You don’t know him like I do,” Darius growled. “He’s Forsaken.” The word dropped like a stone in the silence. My heart twisted. Forsaken. The rogue didn’t deny it. His scarred mouth curved into the faintest smile. “Yes. I am.” My breath trembled in my chest. “Then… why are you here?” “Because I remember what they did to us,” he said softly. His gaze flicked to Darius, then back to me. “What they’ll do to you when the fear outweighs the faith. I don’t want you to be erased like we were.”

“I am here because you have crossed into the Forbidden Territory—a place reserved for those who carry the burden of leadership. And because you carry the blood of the pack, the spirits have not turned you away.” Aveline felt a shiver run down her spine. “We didn’t mean to intrude,” she said, her voice steady despite her fear. “We’re trying to return to Whispering Woods.” Alaric’s expression darkened, a shadow passing over his features. “The path you seek is fraught with peril,” he warned, his voice echoing with a deep, ancient sorrow. “Darkness grows within the heart of the pack—a darkness that seeks to consume all that remains of what was once pure.”

Although everyone knew that my family was bankrupt and that I, Winter Brooke, had fallen from grace, I still felt deeply ashamed and embarrassed when confronted by Finnegan, my longtime crush. He threatened me in the most casual tone ever, "Wanna bet that the bakery closes down forever from tomorrow onward?" I immediately whipped my head up and stared into his piercing eyes. I knew then that he wasn't joking. Gordon had had a young daughter who passed away in a car accident many years ago. He had felt sorry for me because I reminded him of his daughter, who would have been around my age by now if she hadn't passed away. That was why he had been looking out for me.

Fated to Fall ________________________________________ Lora’s POV “I never wanted this.” Before I could stop them, the words were out of my mouth and I could not hide the sting in my voice. With my fate now in Revan, the Alpha of the Stormfang Pack, my hands were shaking. The weight of the circumstances was crushing me, and the tension between us felt as though it were an invisible power. The intensity of the air around us caused shivers in my body.

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.

At least he wouldn’t keep circling around me like a stray mutt, begging me to undo my rejection. But what about me? Where was my second chance? The Goddess had stayed silent, leaving me with nothing. And that silence told me one thing: Osborne was supposed to be mine. Fate had chosen him for me, not some weakling like Alphonse. He and I were betrothed—our union meant to merge our packs, to fortify our strength and rule. Yet instead of fulfilling what was already promised, Osborne had betrayed me. He had gone and taken another woman by the hand—parading her before the world as his mate, his Luna. A nobody. That fat thing

It wasn’t long before we encountered signs of the Forsaken broken branches, paw prints unfamiliar to the territory, faint energy residue that marked them as outcasts, dangerous and unpredictable. “They’re close,” I whispered, letting Luna push my senses outward. “Spread out but stay within range. We will not allow them to corner us. Not tonight.” The first Forsaken appeared a shadowed figure, snarling, its energy dark and tainted. My pulse quickened, but not with fear. With Luna coiling tightly beneath my skin, I stepped forward, voice calm but commanding: “You trespass in Blue moon Park,” I said. “You challenge my authority. You threaten my people. You will leave or face the consequences.”

Everything seemed normal about me as I sat down on the floor, leaning on the side of the bed. But deep inside, I knew something had changed. I just couldn’t figure out what it was. It was something that resonated emptiness that I had not felt for so long. All I knew for sure was that when Gavin crosses my mind, I felt a pain in my chest. It had been days when I left him on the road after the witch appeared in front of me. Since that day, I haven’t left Tristan’s room because I was avoiding to see Gavin. I just felt like the moment I stepped out, he was there waiting for me.