Never After Series Novels & Stories

This exact version of her had visited his dreams thousands of times over the past decade. They had been a mere breath away from forever. Yet, through his own reckless hands, he had completely thrown away the only girl who had ever loved him with her entire soul. Marco understood with terrifying clarity that for the rest of his natural life, he would never be able to move past this loss. (The End)

On the day of our family trip, I woke up early, only to be shocked to find the house completely empty. While I was still wondering what was going on, a message from my younger sister, Cynthia, popped up in the family group chat. "Oh no, I forgot to tell everyone in this group that the departure time had been moved up!" The next second, the message was recalled. As I stared blankly at the now-empty chat, I felt my eyes sting. At that moment, I realized they had another family group chat—one that did not include me. While I was still in a daze, Mom called. "I'm sorry, Yesenia. We moved the departure time up by an hour and forgot to tell you. Hurry and get a cab over here. Maybe you can

“Okay.” The rest of the night went on without incident. We watched the bands and hung out with our friends. Z and I hung out and talked a little bit throughout the night, but mostly did our own thing. Once the last band finished, we were all finishing up our drinks and planning on what to do after. Hannah had shown up about 30 minutes into the first bands set. I had noticed her hanging around or all over Z a few times tonight. I tried not to think much of it, but I could barely contain my eyerolls at her overly friendly behavior. “You are heading home Ash?”

My mother dragged me out of my biological father's brutality, and I thought we had finally escaped. Then she married the Don of the Falcone family. The woman who once fought to protect me completely changed. To secure my stepfather's approval and coddle his beloved Sofia, she stood by and let them turn me into a servant in the house I was supposed to call home. Every time I pushed back, they pushed harder. Every time I begged to be seen, I was met with contempt. My biological father's fists left scars on my body. This family's marks went deeper—into my bones. So I stopped. If they never wanted me there, I would stop breaking myself for their hollow approval. I would take my own life back. In

Three years after faking my death, Adrian Shaw and our son found me. I fought to get away from them. I cried. I struggled. I told them I'd rather die than go back. Then my seven-year-old son put his hand on my mother's ventilator. Adrian stood beside him, and his voice shook when he said it. "Mia, you pick. "Either your mother suffocates in that bed, or you're Mrs. Shaw again." I was shaking so hard I could barely stand up. But I didn't have a choice. I signed the papers and married him a second time. When I walked back into that house, I became the perfect wife and the perfect mother. Whenever my adopted sister Nina was upset and needed Adrian with her, I never called him — not

One look is all it takes. One look to spark an obsession. One touch to destroy every rule. One mistake to change everything. Step into a collection where desire is forbidden, power is intoxicating, and every heart beats to the rhythm of temptation. Alien commanders, ruthless royals, dangerous celebrities, sworn enemies, and forbidden lovers—all drawn together by an attraction too powerful to ignore. Some crave control. Some crave revenge. And some crave the one person they should never have wanted. These are stories where every stolen glance feels like a promise, every secret hides a dangerous truth, and every temptation dares you to give in. Twenty stories. Twenty fo

My best friend and my girlfriend's graduation trip vlog blew up online, racking up millions of likes. The comments were full of people swooning over their picture-perfect love story. Someone finally asked who the guy sitting quietly in the corner was. Suzanna Jones replied to the comment: [Just some random guy. I don't know him.] When I sent her a screenshot, she explained impatiently. "You stutter when you talk. Putting you on camera would only make you look ridiculous. "Elliot and I are only pretending to be a couple so he can make enough money to pay for his mom's medical treatment, so stop getting jealous over nothing." For the past year, I had practiced speaking to my phone ever

He ended the call before Michael could respond. The commitment was made. He would stay. He would wait. He would learn to be the man she might one day, possibly, forgive. Not as her possessor, but as someone hoping for a chance to earn a place beside her. One year later. The late afternoon sun streamed through the large windows of the Zurich apartment, warming the polished wooden floor. Sophia Moretti stood by the window, looking down at the bustling city street below, a world away from the glacial pass and the Moretti mansion.

And because of that, I remember what happened before. *** After I pushed her into the mud, the next day, I noticed that whenever we were about to meet she would avoid me and run away which surprised me. She never dares to cross me again after that day. Ever since then, I just looked at her from afar until I graduated and after 3 years, she followed. *** I got no news from her after she graduated and that is because I got busy too that time so, I did not know what happened to her.

she fakes an innocent expression and roll your eyes. Castiel runs his hands through his hair and takes a deep breath, he mentally counted to five so as not to strangle the girl, he knew she wouldn't get rid of her without getting into more trouble, after all she was the source of all his headaches. He approached Alicia and stood looking down on her, but the girl arranged some pillows and lay down on the couch, not caring about the other's attitude, she didn't get scared.