Left Behind Novel Series Novels & Stories

I kept walking towards my family till I got to my mom's side and broke down. I have to be strong. Time to turn a new chapter of my life.  Only two chapters left for this book. It has been quite a journey with Ireal and Blake. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. Next on the series is When love strike ( Azrael's book) A college romance. Synopsis Azrael Infantino Blanco

Now, I no longer understood why I had chosen to spend my life with someone like him. After lunch, my coworker drove me home. The house was pitch-dark. I skillfully turned on the lights, took my medicine, went to the study, finished the road-trip plan, and put away the notebook. Then I stood and scanned the study. Tomorrow afternoon, my flight would leave for Asheville. This was the last time I would sit here. I cleaned the study thoroughly, leaving no trace of myself behind. Adrian did not come home. At twelve-thirty in the morning, Sophie updated her social media again.

It means handing over your whole life. On that wolf bone, a line was carved. To Cain, with all of me and my love. E. I went still. Three months ago. I hadn't yet left for the North, hadn't yet met Rowan. The me of those days, wounded all over by him, was still secretly, telling no one, loving him. I'd quietly had someone begin an acknowledgment token, thinking that if he ever turned back one day, I'd acknowledge him. Later I burned the acknowledgment ground, severed my bloodline, left for the far North, and forgot the whole thing, along with that love.

Lucian's brows furrowed slightly. "You don't have to expect the worst in everything," he said. "Because you're never the one who has to deal with the consequences," I responded as I handed the bag of medicine back to Elise. "My mother left 'Midnight Galaxy' to me. I'm not lending it to Lara, and I'm not trading it for your help, either. Don't waste your time." I stepped half a pace closer and leaned toward his ear, lowering my voice.

" After saying that, he turned and walked alone down the dirt path between the fields. Looking just like the time he walked side-by-side with another girl, all those years ago. It seems that in life, as you walk on, you really do suddenly realize that you are completely alone. Paige pointed the camera at the ruins, her laughter trembling slightly: "Next lifetime, you still have to be my best friend, you hear me?" A gust of wind blew by, shaking a wind chime hanging on a wooden pole. It let out a crisp, clear ring. Paige threw the stone in her hand, her voice breaking into a sob:

Mom and Dad have been divorced for ten years. One day, I come across a discussion thread. "Are all children of divorce having it hard?" I join the discussion. "Not always. Personally, I'm living pretty decently. After my parents' divorce, my sister and I were separated—one of us went to live with our paternal grandparents, and the other with our maternal grandparents. "For the last ten years, my parents have visited me once a year. Although they usually only stay for a few days, I can tell that they still love me." Within a minute, someone replies to my comment. "Girl, are you sure? My parents are divorced as well, but they can't bear to leave me at all. I've been with them since I wa

And soon I’ll be dead. This book is part of a series and although it can be read as a standalone, it’s better if you read at least the side story about Laurie and Kingsley. You can find it in my book: “Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha.” At the last chapters. Thankss <3

It happened on the last shipment run I ever went on. My boyfriend and my best friend left me behind at the transfer station. I waited there for half an hour before they remembered they were one person short. Lawson called me, impatience all over his voice. "Why didn't you get in the truck?" "We're in a hurry for the celebration dinner tonight. We can't turn around." "Stop making a scene. Figure it out yourself." My mouth opened. No sound came out. Beth's voice carried through the line, clear and grating. "We're all adults here. Why does every little thing have to be handled for her?" "She has to grow up sometime." I listened to all of it and hung up without a word. The old me would have apol

On the day of our family trip, I wake up early, only to find the house empty. As I wonder what is going on, a message from my younger twin brother, Carson Smyth, suddenly pops up in the family group chat. "Oh, no! I forgot to update in this group chat that the departure time has been moved forward!" The very next second, the message is deleted. I stare blankly at the empty chat, my eyes stinging. So they have another group chat—one that doesn't include me. Still reeling, I get a call from Mom. "I'm sorry, Caleb. The departure time was moved up by an hour, and I forgot to tell you. Hurry and take a cab here! You might still be able to catch up—" My older sister, Carina Smyth, cuts her o

Hello everyone, I hope you are enjoying Grace and Eli's journey so far. There is a lot more in store for them still to come! My new book, For the Love of a Guardian, went live today. This book will tell Clint and Lily's story. It starts as a prequel when they are 17/18 years old, but will go through the time frame of the first two books (Broken Warrior and Guardian Angel).