Gone Novel Series Novels & Stories

"You can't take her home, Elina. She's a murderer." My mother was in disbelief upon hearing his statement. "What are you talking about? The murderer is Melissa! You got the wrong person!" "Melissa is dead. She killed her," Officer John said tiredly. My mother was stunned. Then, she slowly turned to look at him. "You hung up before I could finish my words," he continued. "Her DNA is different from both Angel's and Melissa’s. However, she shares 95 percent of her DNA with them. The killer is neither the real Angel nor Melissa. Eight years ago, did someone named Vanessa die in your family?"

Candice told them that I'd been hurt so deeply that I would never bother with them again. Only then did they finally realize how cruel they had been toward me in the past. But it was too late. No amount of regret could ever make up for the hurt they'd brought me. Later on, I bought a bond-breaking potion from the healer and forcibly severed my mate bond with Ethan. To avoid being further harassed by the Volkovs, Candice and I went on a trip to the northern grasslands. The meadows there were breathtaking. While searching for new flower suppliers, we also took the time to enjoy ourselves.

“But I cannot stop myself.” He turned her and pinned her to the wall as his mouth devoured hers, kissing her wildly. She answered with urgent kisses of her hands moved under his shirt and ripped it open. Groaning with pleasure, he closed his eyes. Her fingers brushed the scab from where she’d plunged the knife in his body. Gently, she stroked him, almost apologetically. Mere seconds later, her lips had moved to that spot, kissing him so tenderly. He’d died and gone to Heaven.

“We didn't tell you because we don't know if it's important but there's a letter we saw in professor Ericson's office when we were there last session.” “Where was I?” she inquired. “Making plans for the burials,” Wilkes said. “We didn't want to add to your already full hands so we kept them yo ourselves.” “Yes. We found it when we went with Dr. Alvin Clarks and the others to professor Ericson's office to retrieve Dr. Giovanni's corpse from the cavern.” “I kinda feel betrayed I wasn't told now but we're good,” she said. “What is in the letter?” “We don't know. When we saw it, we were to eager not to get caught with it if one of Dr. Alvin's men came out so we just found it and the next second,

"Don't. You. Dare." She smirks, letting out her mischievous grin. "You remembered, right, little brother." "Remembered what?" Coming from Liam, who looks back at Ares and then at Thea. Jordan has her back turned, but her body is shaking. Effie's mouth is pinched tight, and Logan sitting beside her, is curious. "I'm confused, Thea," I say to her. "Oh, that's right. You didn't know, cousin." Her voice chance to something sinister I'm starting to feel bad for Ares. "This was after you went back to London. Two years after."

But amidst the tempestuous storm of sensations, a sudden realization pierced through Emma's ecstasy. Why was she finding his closeness comforting? Her pulse quickened. No, this was wrong. It's absurd. Absolutely horrendous. It was anything but right. She felt a sudden need to flee, to hide somewhere from his piercing gaze, from her own thoughts, and the harsh realities of her life. "I…I need to go!" With a mixture of longing and confusion, she broke away, and left, leaving behind a trail of unquenched desire. Hurt, angry, and confused, she hurried back inside with her heart racing and her mind in turmoil.

EVELYN Ever since my last date with Ian, I have been able to continue Sloane and Gavin's story quite perfectly. I was even at chapter seven. They haven't gotten back together though, Sloane was finding her path while Gavin was writhing in pain looking for her. I knew I wrote this story base on Killian and I, but it seemed like this sequel would be the same with what was going on between us. Killian and I would definitely be together, as well as Sloane and Gavin.

A dim blue light was cast over my face while I began to reminisce about the process of how he breached into my world. “That girl from Columbia University is a diamond in the rough. I was the one who trained her. Ignore those trending headlines. They’re artificially boosted anyway. I was only modifying her blueprint. We need to make headlines, Arya. This is business we’re talking about. When are you going to grow up?” ... At first, it was “Who is she?” Gradually, it became “Why her?” Toward the end, nothing remained but silence. When I read the long and elaborate messages about Sophie on the screen, I realized that it did not occur to him that it had been a long time since I texted him at all

Everywhere she went, whispers followed. *** Third-Person POV When the cash dried up, everything went to hell. Daxton blew up on Mona nonstop. "This is all your fault! If you hadn't paraded people through the house, we wouldn't be a joke right now!" "Oh, now it's on me? Wasn't that stupid bed your idea? Things crash and suddenly I'm the villain? Real classy, Daxton." Mona's eyes welled up. She yanked out a pregnancy report and chucked it at him. "You think I wanted this mess? I'm pregnant, okay? With your baby. And you're just gonna bail?"

Narrowing her eyes, she asked, "Zayla, he's the one who saved you? But I heard that after the first rescue team left Zone A, the zombies went into a frenzy. By the time the second team arrived, no one who had been left behind in Zone A had survived. How did you make it out?" I wasn't entirely sure what she was getting at. Shrugging, I said, "Does it matter? I'm alive. That's enough." "Of course it matters. The virus wasn't even in Zone A before, and then suddenly, right after you announced your engagement, the outbreak started? A little too convenient, don't you think?" She let the implication hang in the air before adding, "The apocalypse is beyond our control, but we can't rule out the pos