Left Behind Novels & Stories

"Get the private plane ready. We're going to Hortosia." At 10:00 am, he arrived at the place they once called their home. But Thalia wasn't there. It was as if she had vanished into thin air. The last thing she'd left him with was that ridiculous blessing, wishing him a house full of kids and grandkids, a long, happy life. Who gave her the right to walk away after saying that? Couples fought all the time. Who gave her the right to leave him behind like this? "Thalia, who gave you the right to end it on your own?"

As they left, gratitude hit me, a deep appreciation for their support and understanding during a challenging time. Left behind in the room, I watched as Nathan and Angela exchanged a few more words before preparing to leave. Their presence had brought lightness and joy to the day. As the door closed behind them. As the door clicked shut behind my family's departure, I found myself lying on the bed, gazing up at the ceiling. The room was bathed in a tranquil stillness, the remnants of their presence lingering in the air like a gentle embrace. Lost in my thoughts, I welcomed the quiet solitude, grateful for the chance to reflect on the events that had unfolded.

Standing alone in the quiet, Beau felt the weight of an unexpected farewell, leaving him with more questions than answers. Beau, defeated and alone in their now-empty home, couldn't shake the memory of Kaia's unwavering determination to leave. Her adamant stance echoed in his mind, a haunting reminder of the pain that had unfolded. The rooms, once filled with their shared laughter and dreams, now held a somber stillness. As he stood surrounded by the remnants of their life together, Beau grappled with the harsh reality that Kaia was gone, and her departure had left a void that seemed insurmountable.

I officially returned to my post as a forensic pathologist. I heard Maddox was transferred elsewhere, but I didn't care. He did come to me once, asking to get back together. But after I harshly humiliated him, he backed off. After everything was finally settled, I took leave and returned to my hometown. I handed the mother worm I had taken from Jessica to my Grandaunt Tabitha, who knew how to dispose of it. With some effort, she burned the mother worm to death. Once the mother worm died, the child worm inside me disappeared as well.

Because for the first time since they had begun following the pattern— They were no longer looking at something that had been left behind. They were standing at the point where something had been taken. And whatever had taken it— Had left a way through.

I look in his eyes as I say it. He smiles back “ I love you too.” He replies. I start to leave the room taking my popcorn bowl to the kitchen and I see him start to settle back into the couch turning the TV to a game. He also now has his phone out and he’s typing a message to someone with a smile on his face. I stand in the doorway for a few moments just watching him. I can’t help but feel like I’ve lost him and I just don’t know what to do. ++

His dreams were fractured voices he couldn’t hear clearly, a door closing somewhere far away, footsteps retreating instead of approaching. He woke with a strange certainty lodged in his chest. They hadn’t been abandoned. They had been left behind. And whatever Melissa was doing now It wasn’t to escape. It was to return when no one was ready.

Don't go, please…" Even after I had walked far away, his heart-wrenching cries echoed faintly behind me. But there was no going back for either of us. The End

He put his arm around her and left the ward without sparing me a glance. Not long after that, I got a call. It was Teresa. The woman Joseph held. The best friend I thought I had for more than twenty years. "You should've stayed away, Selina. Shouldn't have come back. You can't take Joseph away from me. We're too in love." I said nothing. She continued, "Wake up. You lost your chance. You have nothing now! He hates gold diggers. You thought he was done for, didn't you? I bet you regret it now."

Peter remained rooted to the spot, watching the woman who had once loved him choose someone else’s call over his. For the first time in three years… He understood what it meant to be left behind