Novel & Cerita Left Behind

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

This Thing had tired voice because it was alone in being background for so long. "I was background. I was behind Thing That Held Thing That Held Thing That Held Thing who was behind Thing That Held Thing That Held Thing who was behind Thing That Held Thing who was behind Thing who was behind Nothing who was behind House who was behind Table who was behind Bowl who was behind Soup who was behind all of you. I held from behind so front could be front. So bowl could feel like front. So table could feel like front. So house could feel like front. So nothing could feel like front. So thing could feel like front. So pink could feel like front. Now front is Pink. Front is Zaviyan, Zayna, Zayan, Aya

I asked trying to solve a small rubix cube I found under my bed. She sighed and answered, "Just because someone left, doesn't mean you need to change. If you want that someone to come back, then don't change what that someone has left to you." She said touching the decorationof my door. Grandma has a point. I wish I told that to myself when everybody left me behind. But I'm not left behind by everyone, I have Grannies.

My mom's dying wish was to see me marry Callum Sinclair. Callum, who lived and breathed surgery, finally agreed to put down the scalpel and come with me to get our marriage license. But just as our number was called over the speaker, my best friend, Helena, stopped him. "The cryo-transplant in Cardiology has gone wrong. The heart muscle is rejecting irreversibly after rewarming." Callum walked away from the window at once. I grabbed his arm. "It's our turn. Sign first, then go. It's three minutes." Callum yanked his hand free. "A life is on the line. I'm a doctor. Three minutes is enough to kill someone." "But my mom is dying too. She wants to see me get married." My tears soaked t

Five years after Alpha Benedict Crowell sacrificed their unborn pup to save his mistress and shattered their sacred mate bond, exiled Luna Mavis Thornefield is forced back into his dark estate under a bloody frame-up. When a leaked medical file reveals her son is secretly alive inside the pack nursery, Mavis must navigate Benedict’s suffocating possessiveness, lethal pack secrets, and a deadly kidnapping conspiracy to reclaim her child—or destroy the cold Alpha who ripped her life apart before he can seal his new bonding ceremony. [Werewolf Romance, Fated Mates, Secret Heir, Second Chance, Alpha Dominance, Rejection & Vengeance, Pack Politics, Enemies to Lovers]

Ever since I can remember, every person who crosses my path has a floating number above their head. It shows the exact number of times we will ever see each other again in this lifetime. When that number hits "1", it means this meeting is our final goodbye. At ten years old, my grandmother's number dropped to "1". That afternoon, she brushed my hair one last time before passing away peacefully in her sleep. When I graduated from college, my mentor’s number stood at "2". After our second meeting, he moved his family abroad and never returned. At twenty-five, I married Lucas Bolton, a star defense attorney. He was an absolute powerhouse in the courtroom, yet he gave all his tenderness to m

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With a heavy sigh, I took one last glance around the room, a silent farewell to the memories that lingered within its walls. Leaving behind the house that had been my sanctuary, felt like abandoning a piece of my soul. Yet, I knew deep down that it was the right decision. With the black card in hand, I had the means to forge a new path, to leave behind the pain and betrayal that lingered within these walls.

Part of the reason why I held goodbyes in very high regard was because I knew how the pain of being left behind without one felt. Leaving someone behind without any goodbye was abandoning them, it was telling them that they didn’t matter enough, matter enough to be told goodbye or any farewell. I sat on the table and the voices inside my head began ringing loudly. All the laughter that had been thrown my way came back. The memories came back in clear vivid flashes that I couldn’t avoid. ‘‘Fatrez, Fatrez, uhh…’’ I held my head to keep the voices out and it was unsuccessful.

“They were the stars in the sky. We chose to serve them. Willingly. We gave them our secrets and taught them our magic, and they created a world of peace and prosperity. Do not listen to these beasts and monsters. None of them would even exist were it not for the elfs.” “If it was all going so swimmingly, why did they leave? And leave one behind?” I dangled the blade over the gem and let it swing like a pendulum. “They left because there was nothing left here to interest them. They wished to see what was out there.” “So, they were bored.” I could relate. “And the one they sealed up and left behind?” “They will return. Soon. One had to remain and provide a brid