Gone Series Novels & Stories

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She put her paws on Ethan’s shoulders while drooling. Armed with my kitchen knife, I lunged forward. “Silas, have you lost it? “Don’t hurt my baby girl!” Andrew cried in a fluster. Not paying him any heed, I swung my knife at Bella. The ambush drew a deep gash across Bella’s body. She rolled to the side and whimpered in agony. “You came, Dad!” Ethan reached his hands out in tears. “Don’t be scared, Ethan. It’s okay now.” I pulled Ethan into my arms and whispered reassurance.

he said carefully, "that the Harlow bloodline be consulted in the retranslation process." She held the screen. "Every bloodline will be," she said. "The process requires it." He held the session. "Then I'll be part of it," he said. He ended his feed. The other screens began to drop one by one as the panel closed. Amara's was last. "Well done," she said. Her screen went dark. Nora held the screen. The session was over. Caspian held the silence beside her for a moment. Then his phone lit up.

More than once, he grew discouraged, just like I had, feeling desperate and ready to give up. But this time, he showed a rare kind of persistence. In the end, he actually succeeded. This was their third year together. He endured pressure from his family and relatives and was preparing to hold their mating ceremony with Maia. As Maia’s best friend, Clary would definitely come back to attend it. When I heard that news, I found myself growing inexplicably nervous. I got a haircut a week early, then kept picking out my clothes and ties. Seth teased me in private, “Alpha James, is this my ceremony or yours?

When the show ended, heavy rain poured down, washing away all the filth and ugliness. A rainbow stretched across the horizon. I understood then that whatever didn’t kill me would only make me stronger. Now that I had a new life, there was no need to be chained to the past. I was no longer someone who stayed still. I would keep moving forward because only then could I find more beautiful scenery. My future was full of endless possibilities.

But Dante didn’t know that. When I finally pulled back, Dante’s eyes locked on mine, sharp, cutting. He hadn’t missed a thing. “Alina.” His voice was low, threaded with warning. “What was that?” Before I could answer, George and Barry walked past us. I caught the brief glance Barry threw me,shock, confusion, something dangerously close to regret,but he didn’t stop. He followed George, heading straight for the wreck. Dante’s hand closed around my wrist, firm. He pulled me a step back, away from the street, his expression hard.

Joanna suddenly screamed out in pain, "Mr. Chaney, I'm hurting so much." Jeffrey looked at me, then at Joanna, and finally turned around and held Joanna up. He left a sentence, "Audrey, I'll give you one more chance. If you don't go home, then you don't have to go back ever." I was shaking with fear. Kash whispered in my ear, "Don't be afraid. I'm here."

She went back to the body and put her two fingers beside her jaw. "She's still breathing, call 911." Woohooooo! That's the final chapter of Giordana. Honestly, I enjoyed writing this book. This is my very first completed story, and I can't explain how happy I feel. Forgive me for not communicating my readers, I thought Goodnivel didn't require all those. I'm used to it now, so if I write another book here, I'll be sure to communicate constantly ❤ I want to thank God for the strength and ideas, I want to thank my siblings, my friends, my readers, it wouldn't have been possible without you all.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

Losing the last of my patience, I turned to the woman who had remained silent throughout his performance. “Susan, Grandma is running out of time!” The woman merely spat out, “Continue.” The very last shred of hope I held for her disintegrated into despair. Owen ordered me to get down on my hands and knees to clean the entire mansion. Because of the physical strain, the closed wounds from my recent surgery tore open and started to bleed again. Meanwhile, Susan lounged comfortably in Owen’s embrace, actively interacting with the viewers on the livestream. “Mr. Myles smells fishy. Who knows if he’s just desperate for attention?”