Lost Words: Beyond The Page Novels & Stories

he said without turning back. His figure slowly disappeared into the distance, leaving her behind. "Goodbye, Allen," Serene whispered to herself. And with that, the chapter of their story was finally closed.

Nova and Silas in his car, parked somewhere dark, kissing like teenagers and touching each other with zero hesitation. I stared at it, then exhaled slowly. So that was how Leo got lost. The two of them had left a four-year-old inside a crowded party so they could sneak off. “What kind of irresponsible parents…” I muttered. Tristan shrugged, expression unreadable. “I just wanted you to see it. Make whatever decision you want with the information. Including whether you still feel like helping her look.” He said it lightly, but the message was clear. I looked at him for a second longer, then stepped out of the room without answering.

Darkness faded. Color returned. A face emerged. Clear now. Gentle features. Silver-streaked hair. Kind eyes filled with tears. The featureless outline disappeared forever. The final feather landed over the Shadow's heart. The child smiled. "Now..." They whispered. "...listen." The world inhaled. From somewhere beyond the hills... Beyond the city... Beyond the endless garden... Beyond even the Tree Beyond All Stories... A voice spoke. Not loud. Not commanding. Simply loving. It spoke one word.

Most of the words had been destroyed, only one sentence remained untouched. The first page lies. Silence settled over the group. Rynese read it again. "...The first page lies?" "What does that even mean?" He asked, he looked curious like a baby. Kael looked back toward the open Codex. "I think Wisteria figured something out." "The book wants us to read it," Zara whispered. "But she doesn't." * * * * * * A low rumble echoed somewhere above them, dust drifted from the ceiling.This time it wasn't the Codex, It was footsteps that approached slowly.

His blue-green eyes are full of sorrow, and I smile as brightly as I can to show him that all will be well. "I love you." My energy disappears, and my eyes close. I let the blackness take hold of me, and it could have been a second or hours later, but my soul drifts away. The End.... For Now.

“*…she thought if she just kept everyone else happy, one day someone would look at her and see more than a prop—*” The rest evaporated. I let the page go. It fluttered back down and joined the drift. Some pages had names I didn’t recognize, stories I didn’t write, yet they drifted past me like lost souls seeking authors. This wasn’t just my graveyard. It was everyone’s who had ever walked away from a story and left it gasping. When the gust died, the world seemed to… settle. I looked down. Directly in front of me, the pages had blown back from a patch of ground, exposing something solid beneath.

Hey readers I know I'm not giving proper updates to this book. I am extremely sorry about it. I have been quite busy because of my studies, and I have to wrap up my other story, "Love Me Again." The story has few chapters left, and then I'll continue another book in it with the story of next generation. So, I am focusing more on it as it's about to end. Soon, I'll come up with new chapters for Beyond The Time.

She bared her teeth and let out a deafening roar, hoping to intimidate the wolves. Just when all hope seemed lost, as Samantha and her children braced themselves for the inevitable attack, the ground shook beneath them as Alexander's massive form burst through the trees.

A photo was displayed on the top of the shelf. Carlene’s expression appeared extremely sorrowful. She stopped midway into the study room and took a deep breath. Then, she stretched out a hand to the bookshelf and a square hole suddenly appeared on the wall as if she had just pulled some sort of mechanism. Inside the hole sat a book. It was a wordless book—not a single word written in it. However, Carlene rifled through it gently as if she could read it. Soon after, she stopped at a page and brought over a glass of water that she splashed onto the page. Two names slowly appeared on the page after it was wet.

she greeted the congregation formally. In her hand was a leaflet, she placed it on the pulpit and read it out loud whilst using a microphone. "I wish I could see you Branden Smith, walking through the door one last time but I know it's impossible, I'll hear your voice no more. I know you can feel my tears and you don't want me to cry yet my heart is broken because I fail to phantom why someone so precious had to die. We said forever and now you're gone. How am i supposed to live without you, how can I stay in this wicked world knowing fully well that you are no longer here to comfort and guide me. No one can fill the void in my heart, your passing has broken my soul but I hope you're in a be