Forsaken Characters Survivors Novels & Stories

"You know what it's like to need rescue. Help me identify packs where abuse is happening. We offer refuge to those who fight back." "Turning victims into warriors," she said softly. "I like it." Over the next two months, fighters arrived in a steady stream. First came three brothers from Marcus's old territory—exiled for defending their sister's honor. Big, brutal fighters who moved like a single unit. Then a female archer named Kira, cast out for refusing to bear children for a cruel Alpha. Her arrows could pierce vampire hearts at a hundred yards. A tracker called Ghost, so quiet even I couldn't hear him move. He'd been exiled for being "too strange"—later I learned he was part Fae, which

“But even if the whole world calls me that… if I could just have one person. Just one… someone who believes in me—who sees more than a weak girl with a scar on her face—then maybe there's still hope. Maybe I'm not cursed. Maybe I'm not beyond saving… because I've been hurt by the closest ones I even trusted… not just you.” Ryker exhaled slowly, his lips parting but he could say no word. Instead, he scoffed faintly, shaking his head with a bitter kind of amusement. “So you think she deserves a second chance,” he asked, bending his head to one side with his gaze still locked on her face. Eirlys nodded once.”I do because I know what it feels like to be thrown away. To be locked in a cage and fo

We were like any typical mates, enjoying the quiet and intimate moments together. Meanwhile, Justin faced the darkest hour of his life. With his power on a decline, the council elders lost all faith in him and began the process of removing him as the future Alpha. Amid his turmoil, he was approached by someone unexpected, a young she-wolf who actually saved his life. Marissa had threatened and forced her into exile. As it turned out, Marissa came across the she-wolf saving Justin. By threatening the safety of the she-wolf’s family, Marissa forced her to surrender the family crest that Justin had dropped while unconscious and to leave for good.

Their bodies shook as though caught between two worlds, torn but not yet broken. Behind them, the others howled—those too far gone, their rage unrelenting. They hurled themselves at the wolves, at Silas’s blade, at Caleb’s spear. The meadow became a battlefield of mercy and blood. Ava gathered the trembling survivors close, wrapping them in her presence, anchoring them to her voice. “You are not forgotten. You are not monsters. Come back.” Some sobbed. Others simply clung to her, their claws trembling, their eyes wild but no longer empty.

The shadowy figures approached, their forms rippling like water. Their haunting blue eyes seemed to penetrate the very souls of the guardians, each gaze filled with centuries of sorrow and regret. But amidst the melancholy, there was a palpable aura of wisdom and understanding. Elara, swallowing her fear, stepped forward. "Who are you? Why have you emerged from the chasm?" A taller figure, draped in flowing garments that mimicked the movement of the ocean waves, replied, "We are the Forsaken — those who once sought the Luminara but faltered. We are echoes of Meranthia's past, a reminder of the challenges that lie ahead."

“Just pack your things and leave. I, Alpha Adam Lyons, forever banish you, Emily Charlene Lyons from the Blue Moon pack. If you return back to Blue Moon land, you will be placed in the cells until execution.” Easton let out a murderous growl, and my eyes went wide with shock. “Daddy…why?” Why would my father banish me for finding and marking my fated mate? Before I could even ask the question, my mother was glaring at me. “I never should have accepted you as my daughter. You’re just as terrible as your whore of a mother.” She snarled before walking away.

"And you will too." He mumbled while taking another shot. Linda perceived that Daniel did not listen to whatever Mary had said after that. He only heard till he was left like an orphan. Yet, it was true. She would be leaving him after the plan succeeded. She looked at Daniel and she could only see pain on his face. She tried to understand his sorrow. It was true that anyone in his place would feel the way he was feeling right now. His life became a mess. She imagined the small baby who was constantly being abandoned. His mother left him when he was born. His real father never showed up and his mother's husband never wanted him. He was simply an unwanted baby. And now even his foster father t

CHAPTER 1: ~ ALINA ~ Sterilized white rooms. Medicine. That’s all I’ve known for the last seven years. Not the warmth of my son’s arms. Not the scent of pine and cedar on my husband’s chest. Not the moonlit runs I once dreamed of taking with my mate. No. Just beeping machines, cold sheets, and the echo of silence too loud for a woman who's still breathing. They said I was lucky to survive childbirth. But what kind of luck leaves you forgotten?

"My name is Bastian Clarke. North Mountain Pack. They took me... the shadows took me..." I swayed on my feet, the world spinning. Three purifications had drained me more than any battle ever had. Derek caught me before I fell, his arms steady and warm. "That's enough," he said firmly. "You're done." "There could be more—" "And you'll be no good to them dead." He lifted me easily, carrying me away from the carnage. "We need to understand this first." Back at the pack house, Marcus examined the three survivors while Sophie worked healing magic on their worst injuries. The teenage boy—Thomas, he finally remembered—had been missing for three months. Bastian, six months. Carolyn, eight. All from

"You've been through so much already, Emma. You survived Daniel. You survived Sophia. You survived everything they threw at you. I think you're stronger than you give yourself credit for." I squeezed her hand. "Thank you," I said. "For what?" "For always being here. For never judging me. For being the one person I can trust." Lily smiled. "That's what friends are for." She didn't know about the other life. She didn't know I'd watched her die. She didn't know I'd already lived through the apocalypse once. And I couldn't tell her. Not yet. Not until I understood what was happening to me. --- Later, Marcus called.