Left Behind Series Novels & Stories

He stared at the screen, and all the color left his face. He had never imagined there would be a camera in that room. Serafina had installed the security system after we were married. She said the Valcieri family had too many enemies, and if she couldn’t always be there herself, then at least the house would protect me in her place. In the end, it had protected me in a way neither of us expected. “Mom, I…” Lucian opened his mouth, but the words died there. Then, as if instinct took over, he clutched at his chest and bent forward.

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

When the extreme-heat apocalypse arrived, surface temperatures reached 158°F, and the first group of people began moving to Frostpoint Base. As a scientist, my wife had two spots to bring family members with her. Everyone thought she would take me without hesitation. But in the end, she put the name of her graduate student on the application. "He's my student, and he doesn't have his parents with him. I can't bear to leave him alone in a place this hot." She submitted the application without a second thought. Her next words chilled me to the bone. "Ethan, you're different. You've been tough since you were a kid. I know you can survive until the second group is evacuated." I forced a bitter s

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.

"Wait there. Kelly and I are going ahead to buy a bag first, then I'll come back for you." Before I could tell him that I was here to return these items, he had already stepped on the accelerator and zoomed off. As they were about to disappear from sight, Kelly stuck her head out the window to wave back at me, her lips stretched in a smug smile. I dumped the box at Zachary's front door before leaving. All the while, my mind buzzed with thoughts on how I could earn money. I had no intention of asking for the 300 dollars back. I would simply take it as paying him back for the meals he had treated me to before.

Her jewels—sold out. Even the smallest object she had ever touched was gone. He had nothing left, nowhere to turn.He had nothing left, nowhere to grieve. That familiar, suffocating panic surged through him again. Suddenly, he remembered the backyard. Isabella had spent a few days there—quiet, secluded, forgotten. He rushed there in a panic. As soon as he stepped into the yard, he saw desolation and ruin. He gasped. The room contained only two thin blankets and a few sets of maid's clothes.

But I no longer had the strength to respond. The wind died down. The last sliver of the sun vanished from the horizon. Right here, in the place where my dreams once began, I finally closed my eyes. Vera, in this war, I'm the first to leave the field. In the next life, I hope I never meet you again. One month after Mylo’s death, Vera became a precision-engineered machine, carrying out every last one of his wishes. First, she settled the accounts with Diane. Using the most ruthless methods possible, she seized every illegal asset under Diane’s name, forcing her out of the industry for good.

I've had one fatal flaw my whole life. I can't find my way anywhere. Not just bad with directions. The second I leave somewhere familiar, I can't tell north from south. I could walk through an intersection, turn around, and be completely lost. My best friend Irene, my brother Victor, and my fiancé Alex decided this needed fixing. They called it "survival training." They'd swap out my driver at underground auctions. Disappear while I was checking cargo at the docks. Leave me stranded in places I'd never been, then tell me with straight faces it was all for my own good. I got used to it. But today, they went too far. I stepped into the restroom for a few minutes. When I came back, the private

Nora Bellweather married a man who never loved her. When she found proof of his betrayal, something in her went quiet and hard. Then, drowning her grief in a dim bar one night, she saw three faces from a past she thought she'd buried for good. The next morning, her husband walked in with three important guests, and she nearly dropped the teapot in her hands. It was them. Older, sharper, wealthier, and dangerous in ways they never used to be. They had once loved her without limits before everything fell apart. Now they were back in her house, in her life, refusing to stay away. Nora cannot forgive what tore them apart years ago, and she will not survive another heartbreak in a marriage that h

​The victory over the moonlet felt like a hollow chime in the vast, freezing dark of Callisto. The "Left-Behind" didn't celebrate; they mourned the loss of their stillness. As the Father-Root lay slumped and grey against the Respiration’s cables, the air in the thawing city grew heavy with the smell of wet iron and old regrets.