Lost Among The Living Novels & Stories

The valley was quiet like a mournful song after the last howl. Emily stood on the remains of the Moonshadow ritual circle, her heritage shattered emblem fractured below her feet. Her skin had ash on them, smoke and scorched blood wafting up her nostrils. Though her spirit was lost in depth of grief, she firmly held Alexander's hand.

Then‌ anothe‌r and yet an‍other. Patterns emerged, disappearanc‌e‌s and familie‍s with impossible genealogies. Medical a⁠no‌malies quietly bu⁠rie‌d under “scholar‌ship health‌ requirements.” St‌udents who trans‌ferred t‍o Westbridge and w⁠ere never seen agai‌n except in carefully staged graduation photos.

Death was already taking hold when the world exploded in light. Now, the clearing glows faintly gold and silver, shimmering like a dream that hasn’t faded yet. For a heartbeat, I don’t move. Maybe I’m not alive. Maybe this is what comes after… the space between worlds that people talk about, where lost wolves walk before the moon calls them home. The air feels too soft, too still. No pain, no breath, just light.

It wasn’t long before sleep was overtaking me. The room is cold and covered in darkness. I search for a way out or for someone to help me, but there’s nothing. Rubbing my hands up and down my arms to not only fight the cold but the fear that grips my heart. Why am I here, and how did I get here are the questions that swirl around in my head. I keep walking with no end in sight. Then the unthinkable happens. Hands reach from out of the darkness to grip my neck. I fight to get them off. The more I fight, the more they tighten. My lungs are burning as I fight for air. There’s no face, just hands that are trying to take my life. I keep trying to fight, but I’m losing the battle. I feel myself a

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left. I shouldn't have left you." "Get lost." I used the last of my strength to shove him away. Then everything went black. In that operation, the Vitali family was nearly wiped out. Only two or three men escaped alive. The Lombardi family paid heavily as well. More than half our men were dead or wounded. After that, a shadow fell over the entire family. … When I woke, four days had passed. The doctor said I had been lucky. The bullets had torn through my calf but missed the bone and tendons. I would not be crippled.

was dead, the Legacy of the Living—the people they thought they had lost—might still be out there, watching over them not as creditors, but as family. [Watch Out for the Next Chapter]

"I like Eurydice. She's a very bright and strong little girl." "She's the most precious thing to me in this otherwise sad world," he adds. Wow! I didn't realize life was so depressing for him! He continues as if it is time to bear his soul to me. "After her mother died, life was bleak. When I brought Corina home, life got bleaker," he says with a smile. Man's got jokes!

Others… They were simply gone. Not destroyed. Not broken. Just… Absent. Like they had never been there at all. My chest tightened. “They’re not under the rubble,” I said quietly. Adrian followed my gaze. His expression hardened. “I know.” “They’re just… gone.” The words felt unreal. Because destruction I could understand. But this? This was something else entirely. Like pieces of reality had been erased. Darius exhaled slowly. “We lost a lot of people.”

The beloved only child of the old Alpha, the best warrior who earned her title with effort, and the loving mate who claimed dad when he was a nobody. And now she’s gone, and Dad just moved on in a snap. It’s just not fair. It’s not fair to her that we get to live when she died, but it’s also not fair for us to stop living just because she did. I’m stuck between life and death, and the worst of all, I want Dad there with me. Now I know. I wasn’t a living dead because of Damon. I lost my soul on that fateful night, and I never got it back.

I added. “To be honest it feels a little surreal” I sniffled. “How she’s just gone. First it was Ruby, and a year later, it’s Aal” I whispered. “In a year when i almost lost Maria and Mabel, in a year that i had lost you and Aal and Diane. In a year where i lost my grandmother and the sobriety i worked so hard for. This past year, when i lost all the meaning to life and will to live. And now it feels like my whole world is crashing beneath my feet and i can do nothing, Jade” I said, looking through the door to Jacqueline who was seated in the hall.