Never Gone Novels & Stories

I took a selfie and sent it to her. I picked up the car keys and informed my mother that I was going to meet Girish. I reached the venue and rang the bell. No one came to open the door. I rang the bell again. I waited for another five minutes. Still no one came to answer the bell. Finally, I called him. He did not take the call. I went to his neighbour and asked about him. They told me, the family had shifted to Dubai. It sounds weird, I said to myself.

The line went dead. “Dane? Dane!”

My dad called again around noon. This time, his voice was filled with urgency as he spoke, "I visited Melissa, and she really is missing. I asked the neighbors about her whereabouts, but no one had seen her recently. Do you think something bad might have happened to her?" In the meantime, my mother was in the kitchen brewing tea for Angel.

Joshua exclaimed, confused "I don't know if the boss has work to do, last night I just gave this file to the boss in his apartment. And left, after that, I don't know where the boss is anymore. This morning, the boss wasn't back in the office either!" I paused, sighed, and then looked at the history of my chat with Damian the last time. Even my messages still tick one, and that means he hasn't had his phone in his hand since last night? Strange, why lately has Damian always disappeared without any news? "Are you two having a fight Key?"

All night, Ethan sat there, staring blankly at the Bond-Breaking Agreement. We'd been mates for eight years and hardly ever fought. I'd always been gentle and obedient, putting his wishes above everything else. I also poured all my heart and soul into raising our pups. It had never occurred to him that someone as soft and compliant as me would just leave behind a Bond-Breaking Agreement and leave. Ethan sat on the couch, desperately trying to figure out where things had gone wrong. But for some reason, ever since learning that I'd left, his mind felt muddled. He couldn't think of anything at all.

How was I supposed to reply to a dead man? A missed opportunity would never return. There was no turning back the clock.

"Take your time. What happened?" George sat, took a deep breath, and said heavily, "It's Kendra. She was attacked." My stomach dropped. My hand curled into a tight fist. "When?" "Yesterday, on the road leading to the base. She's at the hospital now," George replied. I grabbed my coat and bolted out the door. I drove like a madman toward the hospital, my heart pounding in my chest. When I arrived, Kendra had already lost all vital signs and was covered with a white sheet.

“Mr. Solace, about the overseas branch transfer you mentioned before… I’ve thought it through.” There was a brief pause on the other end before he said, “Jason, this transfer means you won’t be able to return for at least five years. Are you sure?” I looked toward the silhouette that had vanished into the rain and let out a soft laugh. “I’m sure.” Only this time, it wouldn’t be five years. It would be a lifetime. … By the time I got home, it was already late at night. I had planned to light some candles by my parents’ urns.

A raw, inexpressible pain surged within his chest, sharp and unrelenting. "So, does that mean we can't even be friends?" "What do you expect? You think I would ever call the person who killed my daughter a friend? Never! I never want to see you again, Zeke! You disgust me!" Without another word, Lily climbed into the car. Zeke stood frozen and stunned. His thoughts were scattered and elusive. His gaze drifted upward, where dark clouds had begun to gather, heralding the coming rain. Everything between them had ended, without hope for mending.