Forsaken Country Novels & Stories

He lengthened his hand and crawled his bottom on the bed till his hand reached his phone. He picked the number and swiped up since his phone no longer required a password. He removed the password and added no security to gain Anna’s trust and convince her to completely believe him. He opened his call history and furrowed his eyebrows, disfiguring his mouth to the left as he stared at the unknown caller, confused. “Who is this?” He wondered, still fixing his eyes on the phone screen. He lifted his hand and set it on the direct number, wanting to call back, but halted after noticing the number had a different country code.

In this Forsaken Fortress, hailstones are a highly prized form of currency. "Come at the same time tomorrow! If you're available part-time, I'll consider employing you to fill in for the old musician when he gets tired of performing music. Before she died, Mrs. White Fox remarked. I mean, this is just too cruel. But in Forsaken Fortress, it is the situation. Li Wei was still speechless in the aisle behind the kitchen at the Chrysanthemum Flower. He was alone himself, surrounded by garbage from the brothel's kitchen. Li Wei was still in disbelief at Mrs White Fox's treatment of him when she deserted him.

It was in the darkest hours of the night when a wraith-like figure shimmered into appearance outside an estate mansion. It was the lodging Country Y had arranged for the two presbyters of the Dark Guild. It had been far from satisfying from Country Y up until this day. Thinking that the peacekeepers from other Western nations would arrive to restore peace and perhaps, even its dignity, the government of Country Y had gone through great lengths to see them well taken care of, only for them to die one after another like flies. First there was Gaye and his godsibling, and now even the five Knights of the Circular Table were dead.

It smells like whiskey, desperation, and a kind of comfort I haven't felt in years. And tonight? I want to forget. Or at least remember who I was before they broke me.

"And she certainly doesn't belong to the Council." Killian stepped forward with his fangs bared. "Who the hell are you?" The stranger smiled, and his teeth were far too sharp to be human or Lycan or anything I'd ever seen before. He looked at me, and for the first time since the mark appeared, it didn't burn or ache, it glowed with a blinding white light that made everyone in the room take a step back. "I am the reason her mother fled the Alps twenty years ago," the stranger said, his gaze never leaving mine. "I am the King of the Forsaken, and I've come to claim my daughter."

Unknown Pov. The world has experienced the worst of strategies. While it was not as massive as everyone had feared, it did claim the lives of many and a kingdom fell to its knees bowing to a king they all detest. The land of blessed wolves is now known as the land of Ciranda. Deep into the castle, elder Fern walks out holding a scroll boldly stamped with the royal seal.

he said coldly before walking away. I stared at his back as he walked away from me before sniffling into the handkerchief and it had his scent on it. It was calming but it couldn't take away the hurt in my heart. I trudged home, tears streaming down my face. As a Forsaken, I was no stranger to heartache. Our kind was abandoned by the Moon goddess, left to suffer in silence and be mistreated. We forsaken were the least in the pack and often referred to as low grade. Forsakens were a breed of omegas that didn't go through heat, but I was probably the only exception, except that I had kept it a secret.

“The key to understanding the mark is finding the temple that Elixir saw. If it truly exists here, it’s hidden deep within the cursed land of the Forsaken.” The Forsaken Lands—the name alone sent shocks down my spine. It was a place of nightmares, where even the greatest warriors would not dare to go. The gods had abandoned this place, leaving it haunted by the spirits of those who had lost their way. Those who entered never returned. I gulped hard, my fingers grazing the rune again. It felt heavy, like it was trying to draw me in, urging me toward something unknown and terrifying. “I have to go,” I whispered, the weight of the realization settling heavily in my chest. “If I don’t, this mark

“Of course, I had to. First and foremost, we have to ask ourselves some quick questions so that we could know each other better. We have to be able to convince my mother and then your family.” “I guess that is really necessary. What do you think about this weekend?” “Sounds great. But before that, you need to visit somewhere else.” “Where?” - “Here.” “Forsaken? What are we doing here?” Cassey smiled at Cai, who was both confused and amazed. “This amazing land is where I work. It is called Forsaken but its natural beauty will never disappoint you. It is a breath of fresh air here, far from the noisy and chaotic streets.”

asked the young king wondering why he wasn’t aware of such a lifeless and barren area’s existence right next to his kingdom. He hoped Akhim to answer it since he was always protecting the borders. “ Pardon my ignorance, Your Majesty… but I just know that this land is called ‘ The Forbidden Land’ and no one who had stepped inside this place ever made it out alive. They say that it was never here since the start but slowly turned into what we are witnessing now.” Narrated Akhim the whole contents in front of the young king imagining he had told everything that he knew in brief.