Left Behind Series Kindle Novels & Stories

— And behind them— Everything they had left behind— Stayed exactly where it was. Unchanged. Closed. Finished.

"I love you guys. I love you, my Paigey." … [Goodbye, World, 2024.6.25, 12:47 PM -- I never thought of abandoning you] Paige held the camera, panning left and right inside the car: "Weather: Sunny. Temperature: Pleasant. Claire Whitman?" I poked my head out from under a small blanket, my frail, skeletal hand making a peace sign at the camera: "Claire Whitman: Invincible." Paige sighed: "Hey, your voice is so weak. Do you really have to go?"

Chapter 2: The Beginning --- Still at Alexander Kingston’s mansion, Elena felt quite puzzled when she was led walking quite far toward the back of the mansion, where there was something like a small house near the garden. Its location was almost close to the small forest that indeed stood behind the mansion. When she turned to look behind her, Elena could clearly see from a distance that Alexander was still standing behind the glass wall of the study, as if wanting to make sure that Elena would enter the room that would become her place in that mansion.

A slow, wickedly beautiful smile curved my red lips. I looked back at the marble headstone one final time, the perfect, poetic justice of my entire journey settling deep into my soul. "Thanks, Daddy," I whispered. "I finally found the other daddy you left behind."

“I want to help find whoever else is still out there, still angry, still alone, still believing nobody’s coming. I think I understand that particular kind of waiting better than almost anyone left in this family.” Dave smiled softly, and reached out his hand. “I think,” he said gently, “that’s exactly the kind of help this story still needs.” As Edmund shook his hand, the late afternoon light settling warm across the garden, Dave’s tablet buzzed quietly in his pocket, one final message arriving just as this newest, hardest reunion finally came to rest. It was from Sophia. Dave. I think we’re close to finishing the whole tree now. Every branch traced. Every name found. But there’s one space l

Hand in hand, we walked down the small path leading out of Moonrest Cemetery. Behind us came a low, distant wolf howl. It sounded almost like farewell. Or perhaps a blessing. I did not look back. Moonlight covered the road behind us, and the road ahead stretched endlessly forward. Karl tightened his grip on my hand. “Ready to go home?” I nodded and smiled. “Home.”

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.

Afterwards, I grab my overnight bag to get dressed for work. It’s then that I realize I haven’t seen my phone this morning. What the heck have I done with it? It’s then that I remember I turned it off last night before I left the house to meet B at the bar. I search through Bianca’s house to find my purse, and find it on the floor by the front door. It’s in there that I find my phone still turned off. So I turn it on. I’m not sure what I expected, but it wasn’t the plethora of messages and a voicemail from Michael. I didn’t think he’d care that I stayed at Bianca’s last night.

I understood then. The people I cherished most were the ones who wanted me dead. I could only hope that once they got their wish, they would live to regret it when they finally learned the truth. In my final moments, as the Rogue's claws tore open my chest, the force of the blow tore my spirit from my body. I floated in the air, watching my own mutilated body lie on the forest floor, bathed in moonlight. At that moment, my Alpha and fated mate, Damon, was kneeling beside my sister, Chloe.

It took him a while to finally murmur, "She's starting over. That's good." Annie smiled. "I think so too." Then, she left gracefully, leaving Julian alone. The air was thick with swirling smoke. If loneliness had a scent, this would probably be it. … Spring was gone, and summer came. It was the beginning of May, and Julian needed to make a trip to Yarrowmere. Before he left, he returned to the Ziegler residence. He offered a prayer to Dominic and shared a meal with Liam and Melanie. People had left the Ziegler residence in one way or another, and the place felt colder and more desolate.