Lone Survivor Book Novels & Stories

Everyone took her side. Looking back, it was all so absurd. From the start, she never came to be my sister. She came to steal my life. My parents, my husband, even my daughter—they all believed she mattered more than I did. I admit it. I lost. Completely. The heart monitor next to me started beeping… Three minutes left. "Jasmine! Open your eyes!" Lilith was yelling beside me, holding my phone. "Your mom texted you; she probably sensed something happened to you!"

Even the people hiding in the shadows seemed to wait for his answer. Gabriel looked at him carefully. “Because you were not the seventeenth subject.” A pause. “You were the only one who survived.” The words hit harder than any weapon could have. Elon went completely still. And for the first time since I had met Gabriel Hart… I saw something close to fear in his eyes. Not because of Gabriel. Because of himself.

He yelled, and I cringed at how angry he was. "Hey, man, chillax," Liam said calmly to his twin. "I don't know where the hell you hear that from. Don't ever ask about that again," Logan's voice went lower but still angry. I braced myself and took the courage to ask him. "Then what about the book." "What book?" He says in confusion as anger contorted the features of his face. "Your book of names of all the girls you've been in with? They have the start to the end dates next to their names. That book." I look straight into his eyes. "Tell me, Logan. Is my name in the book?"

Chapter 27 Liora's POV Chapter 27 Liora's POV I roll from one side of the bed to the other, missing the warmth that was usually there all these past days in the three weeks I've been with Evren. We're at his island, a very private one in the middle of nowhere. I'm sure it's because of Ronan's threats. Evren doesn't look like a man who would take vacations—much less in the middle of the year.

This time, he moved more slowly, and thankfully, there were no more accidents. He reached the bedroom without further incident, but as soon as he stepped inside, his heart sank. The room felt hollow. All of Jaycie's belongings were gone, and only his things remained. Even the photo frames on the nightstands, which once held pictures of the two of them, were now empty. The frames sat there, lonely and abandoned. Cole's panic surged. He yanked open the closet, then the drawers, pulling out his own items only to find the spaces behind them completely bare.

In the depths of hell, I learned who I was. It takes a strong soul to endure so much pain and heartache and still make it out alive.... to not get stuck in the deep burning pit of misery. It takes a resilient creature to claw its way, back up out of the darkness and back into a reality, where your nightmares, can finally turn into dreams. My human name is Sebastian Quinn. I have been a lone wolf since the alpha of the Moon Shadow pack disbanded and disowned me from the pack a hundred years ago because of my special and reliable ability that is one-of-a-kind; knowing everyone's truth and lies.

"I don't care how much the cost. I want you to save them." "Liam, calm down." I hear Rex's voice telling his little brother to ease his distress. I couldn't make out the words and only wish I could. I want him by my side. The doctor just pushed him away. My body couldn't move. Since I've been shot, my whole body has shut down. I feel somewhat numbed. I thought I had died back at the port, but I woke up to the voices of nurses and doctors, all speaking in medical terms that I did not understand.

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

“Stop! Don’t hit me. Mrs. Foster, I’m not the mistress… Miss Foster, you’ve been deceived. I’m the real one who saved you–” A baton slammed hard into my back, and a metallic taste of blood flooded my mouth. “Still lying, huh? Hit her again. Don’t stop until she can’t get up.” At Mrs. Foster’s vicious order, the beating intensified again. My vision blurred, and the pool of blood beneath me grew larger. Was I going to die here again today? I clenched my lips and quickly took the chance to send Elijah a distress message through my smartwatch. Just as I was about to lose consciousness, Elijah arrived with the police.

It was precisely because of that Cowell became increasingly brazen. He was finally apprehended. “Honey, you’ve been through so much. “I never imagined you’d almost be… here in our own house.” Farrell, upon hearing the news, rushed back immediately. He was even more shaken than I was. Jetson sighed beside us. “Farrell, it’s not easy being a left-behind wife. Even though I’m here at home, I can’t exactly stay by Margot’s side every single moment. “It’s a good thing nothing serious happened this time, but what about next time?