Never Before Ever After Novels & Stories

I tell her before turning around and heading to his room. Not many people have made it past the door, but it’s become a second home to me in the last months. A sanctuary to retreat to when everything becomes too much. I use my knuckle to tap the door before opening it and walking in. Dark brown eyes meet mine and a grin spreads across his face. I see he has shaven his head again and I resist the urge to rub my hand on his smooth scalp as he wraps his arms around me. Leaning my head to the side to avoid the labra spike that shines against his dark skin, I inhale the scent of cloves and cologne.

I noticed how his hands trembled as he wiped his sweats with his handkerchief that he had just taken out of his pocket. Ever is now wearing glasses, but he is still the same old seventeen-year-old kid who looks cool in everything he wears; he has become much more professional, and I heard that he is now taking architecture who moved away from this small town a year after his mother died. This is our first time seeing each other in five years; we lost contact a long time ago when I flew to the United States to recover from the trauma I suffered in this town; when I left this town, I also left our friendship behind. So seeing Ever here is both surprising and unsettling for me.

Eve’s pov Another week rolled by and things fell into place for me, school, work, homework and hanging out with my friends at lunch everyday. It was smooth except the occasional road blocks such as my nightmares. Every Night I came screaming my lungs out and I would go sit outside on my porch and wait for my wolfie. But he never came back after that night. I think I made him run away from my sad life story. But I still wait for him though. I don't know why I feel like he will come back. Just don’t know when.

On holidays and my birthday, there would be precious gifts—jewelry, trinkets. I converted all of it to cash and donated it to orphanages, helping countless children who now called me "Mama Natalie." Caleb grew up strong and kind. He loved to read and was accepted into a prestigious university. He planned to become a teacher and care for orphans, just like me. Days passed, and life grew more and more beautiful. As for what was forgotten… let it remain forgotten. The End

Xander said the moment we returned, staring at me as if he could see right through me. "Well, you'd better comfort me, then." I hooked my finger on his tie. "After all, we're still young, right?" Xander's ears turned red again as he hummed in agreement under my gaze. I then tackled him and kissed his face all over. … Five years later, the system told me that Elijah's world had finally collapsed. At the time, I was holding my daughter, Maya Fuller, and teaching her to paint when I heard the news. I paused for a moment to remember before the memories came back to me.

You always want what you can't have. My voice echoed through the venue, carried to every corner by the speakers. Terrence's face turned pale. He opened his mouth to explain, but I didn't give him the chance. "To you, the unattainable is always the most desirable. But once you have something, you never cherish it. Someone like you doesn't deserve to talk about love at all." In the end, Terrence walked away, looking utterly lost and broken. I thought that would be the last time our paths ever crossed in this lifetime.

Joey asks snapping me from my thoughts, I look over at him taking a deep breath in before nodding my head. He smiles guiding me to stand even closer to the door as I hear Axel speak, I may have zoned out while he was giving the first half so I really have no idea what he’s saying. “My mate Evermore, has endured some of the worst pain and suffering in her life which I have ever heard. But even with her past, she continues to walk through life spreading as much positive energy and joy that she can, while also seeing only the best in each person she encounters. Which is why she is the perfect individual to take on the role as your Queen. So please give your warmest and most sincere welcome to m

she said. I squeezed back, watching my husband‑ish laugh with his pack under the new moon. For the first time, “ever after” didn’t feel like a trap. It felt like… possibility.

Send me a photo of your tent! Melissa: Aw, Andre just told me they changed camps and you don’t have signal. Oh well! Text me when you get this. Hope the race is going well. Andre and I are sitting down to talk about books. Hope you’re still alive! After scanning a few more texts from other people, I sent a reply: Me: Got into camp. I’m still alive. Melissa: YAY! Just one more day, right? Me: Tomorrow is the finish, correct. I’m ready to be done.

She declined his advances and proceeded towards the door. However, before Avery could reach the door, Liam swiftly positioned himself in front of her, blocking her path to the office's exit. "What are you doing?" Avery asked, and at that moment, her instincts kicked in. She noticed a glass jar on a nearby chair, not too far from where she stood. "Avery, I..." Liam paused, contemplating the right words to use as he slowly advanced towards her. "What? You know, you..." Before Avery could complete her sentence, Liam's lips suddenly landed on hers, his tongue slipping into her half-opened mouth.