Mason Forever Too Far Novels & Stories

I only smiled until my eyes curved like crescents. Something seemed to block Mason's throat. He stepped back from the closet and accidentally bumped the bookshelf with his shoulder. Something fell from the top shelf and hit the floor with a slap. A dark-blue journal with a worn, fraying cover lay open on the floor. He bent to pick it up, but his gaze caught the first lines on the exposed page. "I came back from ten years in the future."

I think out loud and pause, realizing the words have already slipped out. Mason is my childhood bestie, the only boy in the midst of two girls; Savannah and me. He would worship us like we were literal queens, paying attention to every detail. Not even a strand of our hair got hurt with him around. After high school, harsh realities tore us across the globe. “Repeat it,” Caleb’s face turns cold, red with bitterness. “What you just said, repeat it.”

No, it's actually my ghost who is speaking. "Sorry, but It was said all his family get killed that night." This time, I decide not to speak or answer any question instead, I'll be the one who asks. His reaction tatally changed. Who is he? What is his relation with my dad and my family? What does he know that I don't? And why is he chocked when he figures out who I am? I did investigation before joining his team, but nothing indecates or refers to his relationship with my father or even Marcus. I remember that Aly once said that Mr. Eric was in Florida that time, the same place we lived."I am happy to see you again."

"You were only five when that girl came into your life, I thought it's your childishness, it will end soon. But it became your stubbornness! You started crossing every limit for her, which I drew for you. That girl became your habit. Soon she became your love and for me, destruction!" Malik said clenching his fists. -----

In the same way, his voice takes me away from the depth of my considerations. Mason bison aloft, drastically. you really surprised?” Greece would be nearing her successfully, Mason says with a tone that borders on satisfaction, as well as doing so in a vain effort to mumble. You name it, I rehash decidedly. It's the latest time frame and I should be in my senior science class, but I rather end up sitting in the bleachers of the lacrosse field near Mason and Brett Talbot, my brother's former beta enemy, fooling around researching current occasions instead of forcing myself to finish flipping through the book that Valack had composed many years before.

That would only make things harder for my mother. Aside from my three close friends, I kept to myself. “Robin, stop that. We don’t have time for your nonsense,” a voice called out from a short distance away. I turned to see Ian, his gaze fixed on the boy next to me. Robin scoffed and walked over to Ian. “You shouldn’t have stopped me. I was just messing with that nerd.” Ian brushed his fingers through his damp hair and replied, “Still don’t have time for your crap.” Then he walked away.

Mason whispered. 'I just want to say thank you for everything. I know I haven’t been the perfect male for you, but every single moment with you has been the best of my life. I never thought I’d feel what it meant to be happy. Loved. Cherished. And I’m sorry. Sorry things had to end this way.' Tears blurred his vision as his legs gave out, knees hitting the ground with a crack. His throat burned from crying. “No… no—don’t do this,” Mason whispered, fingers curling into the dirt. “Please—please don’t go…”

Perhaps death was also a way to put me out of my misery. Derek would also finally get the chance to be with the person he truly loved. … For two whole weeks after my visit to the hospital, Derek did not realize I had moved out of his house. He was probably too engrossed in spending all his time with Ivy. The last text message that could be seen in the chat window shared between me and Derek was from two weeks ago. "I need to work a lot of shifts recently, so I won't be coming home." Derek finally started sending new text messages today.

Mom said softly, but her voice lacked strength. Bianca wasn’t done. She raised her glass like she was giving a toast. “To Leah’s imaginary mate! May he show up before the food turns completely to stone or before we die of boredom.” Laughter rippled around the table. The sound stabbed at my chest. My wolf paced inside me, anxious and humiliated. He promised. Why isn’t he here? If Santos doesn't show, this lie would explode in my face and take my whole family down with it.

he said, throwing a file my way. I went through the file and found out that Mason was stripped of his license a long time ago in Canada because he became obsessed with a married woman, drugged her, and made her pregnant. The name of the woman is Mavis... This is the same woman who always disrespects my wife. What game is Mason playing? I look at the two newfound family favorites and smirk.