Left Behind Series Novels & Stories

Little did he know that I had taken Ayden and left for foreign shores a decade ago, back to the stronghold of our family. Derick, lost and searching, was instead found by Jasmine. 10 years had turned Jasmine into a shell of her former self, robbed of her fertility and plagued by a severe mental disorder. Once she found Derick again, she would not let go. From lovers to sworn enemies, they lost everything and lived only to torment each other. Soon after, tragedy struck in Derick's home: a shooting that left both dead. Rumor had it that Jasmine, in a fit of madness, decided if she was going down, Derick was going too.

I said, "Yeah, it won't get in our way. The land of the dead is the kind of LDR where you can't reach anyone anyway." I hung up and booked a flight abroad, after which I went through the paperwork for my discharge and got back home to recuperate. … Jonathan spent all his time showing off his shiny relationship on social media. He posted the new watch and sports car he got from Rachel. I saw how he and Rachel were holding hands with their fingers intertwined. The ring he was wearing? The one Rachel took away from me. They took sets of wedding photos, and Jonathan captioned them, 'Three years being a side piece. Now I can finally be the main guy.'

"This is your fault, you bitch! You're the one who messed everything up. Get the hell away from me! Just go!" Watching the ridiculous scene, I took Jimmy's hand and walked off like nothing had happened. He'd set up a private lounge and taken me to see the most breathtaking sunset at the hunting grounds. … Two months later, late one night, I got a call from a number I didn't recognize. Half-asleep, I answered. It was Jerry, and his voice was slurred. "Did we ever have a pup?" He was obviously drunk. He must've come across the clinic report I'd left behind.

To our surprise, after he confessed everything and Jiya left with her luggage and bag, Uncle entered the house. “So did you have enough footage he wanted?” Uncle asked Sahil. “Yes! And you may get a call in a few minutes.” Sahil replied, smirking and then we heard uncle phone ringing. He was talking to me at that time, I guess. After hanging up, they both laughed and talked how they changed all the evidence from the beginning. And to my horror, they all know about the revenge from the beginning. I turned towards Jiya and saw that she is looking at the screen without blinking.

Six months later, Carlo, who once terrorized Port San Vito and forced us to pay protection money, knelt in the muddy water and blocked my path. Red-eyed, he begged me to bring the Moretti convoys back. "Ms. Moretti, if you come back, there'll be no protection money and no parking fees... I'll even pay you." I regarded him coldly and remembered how, six months earlier, he had flicked ash onto my financial statements and looked down at me as he said, "Pay, or get out of Port San Vito."

At the wedding reception, every place card at the last table bore an online username instead of a real name. I turned to my husband and quietly asked who these people were. Before he could answer, a young woman at the table blinked at me and said playfully, "Hey, we're not strangers. I've been hiking with Zane for three years. Every time we go out, we sleep in the same tent." The others at the table burst out laughing. "Say it. Does Zane snore in his sleep?" I stood there frozen, wineglass in hand, utterly humiliated. To my surprise, Zane laughed along with them. "They're all my friends. I bought you tickets to Caldera Bay for our honeymoon, but I'm not going. I finally have some time

For three years, I, Julian Chase, was in a long-distance relationship with my girlfriend, Claire Winston, video calling her every single night. The first time I noticed a black tie that wasn't mine lying in the background of her call, I took a screenshot and confronted her. Her brother messaged me about it. [Julian, that's my tie. I left it at her place the last time I visited.] The second time, I caught a glimpse of two used condom wrappers in the background. Her best friend showed me a hotel booking to explain it away. "This one's on me. I was just messing around with Claire as a joke and ended up upsetting you. I'm sorry." The third time. The fourth time. Every single time something

On the day Evan Carter was supposed to meet my adoptive parents, his phone was turned off all day. As my future husband, he had confidently promised me the night before that he would win my parents over. Yet even after the server had refilled our glasses for the sixth time, I still couldn’t reach him. A few hours later, I came across a post from Evan’s assistant, Maya Collins. In the photos, Evan was sitting on her family’s couch with bags of expensive gifts around him, keeping her parents company. The caption read: “My family has been pressuring me to get married nonstop. Thank you to my amazing boss for stepping in and pretending to be my boyfriend so I could get through this!” Evan

My older sister Mia was sweet and affectionate, while I was the “smart, independent” one who supposedly needed no one. For my high school graduation, my parents promised me a trip to Hawaii. I packed a month early and planned everything. But the night before we left, Mia decided to bring Luke, my childhood sweetheart. There wasn’t room for both of us, so Mom canceled my ticket. “Mia and Luke had a fight a few days ago. They need this trip to work things out.” My brother pushed my packed suitcase toward Mia. “Take hers. It has everything you need.” Luke had once been the only person who never used my independence as a reason to leave me behind. But after he met Mia, he began making excuses fo

She hated Carlson for ruining everything for her, so she gathered a few Rogues and secretly sneaked back to Moonshadow Tribe and broke into the cave. Carlson had already lost all his powers as the Alpha, and he was no match for the pack of Rogues beating him up. In the end, he was beaten into a pulp and left to die. While on the verge of death, he stared at the two figures holding hands on the cave wall and closed his eyes with a satisfied smile on his lips. Neil contacted me after much effort, crying and begging me to come back and visit Carlson for the last time. I felt silent for a long time after learning about the news.