Lost Horizon Novel Novels & Stories

It ended up with the man on his stomach with his arm up behind his back at an odd angle and Angel saying coldly “Touch me again, and that part of you that you so highly value will need to be permanently removed from the back of your throat, we clear?” Garrett hadn’t missed that statement, actually he would never tell Hunter, but he figured half the men on the beach found it as hot as he did. This girl was a complete enigma, she had so many layers, that Hunter was right no one would ever get through them. Their days in the sand and sun seemed to fly by, the night of New Year’s had been magical here on the island, she’d been so happy to be spending it with her family.

If only he’d be silent and aloof, he’ll be much more handsome than before. Too bad! This man was a total jerk! Hellion humped coldly as she stared daggers to his sturdy back. After walking for too long in the darkness, they finally reached the end of the Road of Cursed Eyes . Hellion gasped as the out of this world sight greeted her pair of eyes. A stone castle covered in thorns can be seen on the horizon while a layer of stairs were elevated towards the castle. The purplish skies became darker and the surrounding was gloomier. It’s as if they were close to the edge of the world where nothingness lies.

Seeing him like this, I remember that day when I saw the same Vincenzo who I'm seeing now. That day is when I promised myself to search for Ahaana and get her back in Vincenzo's life forgiving his mistakes and at the same time making Vincenzo realize his mistake and pay for his bad deeds on my Buttercup. That was the fortnight after Ahaana disappeared in the thin air. He was normal when she left his mansion right next morning after their wedding. I didn't know what happened all of a sudden that she left the mansion without even informing me. And, when I confronted Vincenzo about that, he revealed everything.

Milestone Every sunset brings a promise of a new dawn, but the promise doesn’t entail a guarantee that the new dawn will be the one you always want to wake up to. After sunset, when darkness engulfs everything, you may try to light up your surroundings with fluorescent bulbs, tube-lights, candles and other means of artificial light, and yet suffer from a terrible sense of shrinking to nothingness and feel like a lonesome string of monologue, a disjointed design of the alphabet, a feeble anecdote of clichés. The way I had felt when Junali had disappeared from the colony.

Andrew suddenly sat up and gasped for air as if a massive weight had pressed down on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe. He hurried downstairs and ran out of the villa. Being surrounded by everything that reminded him of me was like pouring salt into his wounds. He could hardly bear the pain. Andrew sat at the door, his gaze vacant, as if his soul had been lost. … Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, I was enjoying the rare beauty of the ice plains. I looked up at the mountain peak in the distance, where golden sunlight pierced through thick clouds, casting a soft glow on the snow-covered summit.

The dark sky began to soften, the first light of dawn stretching across the endless ocean. Damien sat beside me near the aircraft’s open hatch, his dark eyes fixed on the calm sea, silent but steady. His hand brushed mine, warm, grounding... unbreakable. “It’s really over,” I whispered, breathless. His gaze softened—just for a moment. “It is.” We sat together, watching the world breathe again, alive... free. Or Was It? But even as the horizon stretched endlessly, I couldn’t shake the cold feeling that somewhere, Natalia’s legacy still lived... waiting. Because shadows... never die.

For eight years, I'd managed the career of my boyfriend, Aiden White, a famous celebrity. I was also a partner at Veyra Media and the one pulling the strings behind his career. But on our anniversary trip, Aiden and one of the company's top influencers left me behind at a hotel near a volcano. They drove for forty minutes before they even realized I wasn't with them. When Aiden finally answered my call, he sounded more annoyed than concerned. "Scarlett, why didn't you get in the car? We need to hike to the crater by five, or we'll miss the blue flames! We're already almost there. I can't turn around and drive all the way back for you!" "Scarlett can find a ride and meet us here," Karina said

The First Witness floated beside Nova. Its galaxy-filled eyes reflected the shadow. "Why are they sad?" Nova didn't know how to answer. Because the truth was simple. They had been forgotten. And there were few wounds deeper than that. The shadow slowly pulled apart. Not splitting. Opening. Like a doorway. A path emerged through the darkness. A road built from shattered galaxies and dead starlight. The sight was beautiful. And horrifying. The road stretched endlessly into the Graveyard. Toward something hidden beyond sight. The voice echoed once more.

Seriously, it was basically straw covered by some grimy, stained sheet of rough fabric that made me want to cry even harder. I took a deep breath and pulled myself together. This was my last hope. If there was nothing on there but the Holy Bible and some obscure collection of poetry, I was fucked. But then I would have to accept that I was fucked and stop trying to search for plotholes where there were none. Then I would have to accept my fate, and instead of trying to poke holes in what I was being presented with, I would have to start trying to figure out a way to escape it.

And Zenith… our Luna… she has given it to us. For the first time in a long time, I let myself hope. Let myself believe that maybe, just maybe, the world can be different. That we can be different. And that together, we can survive it, and thrive. The Haven of Shadows is not just a name anymore. It is a promise. And I will follow her. Always.