Never Gone Novels & Stories

After everyone was gone, he stayed there, kneeling before my coffin. He started to speak. He told me that he and Audrey had gone to Cranburn—but it wasn't the joyful trip they'd imagined.

“A few call-center people, drunk people, just-came-from-a-wake people… the usual.” “Hey, I know you can see and hear me!” the stray beside her interrupted. He was talking and screaming and whining non-stop, and Akira’s head began to ache. Of the short shift she worked in this 7-Eleven, it sure felt like a thousand days with this tireless, lost soul. Shut up, shut up, shut up! “’Just-came-from-a-wake people?’” Nate asked and pondered for a second before realizing what Akira meant. “Oh… pagpag.”

Still nothing. Then finally— Eli spoke. “…Then what will?” His voice was hoarse. Empty. Not angry. Not loud. Just… gone. Kieran didn’t answer immediately. Because there was no good answer. Eli let out a quiet, broken laugh. “…Exactly.” He leaned his head back against the bed. “…There’s nothing, right?” Silence. “…She’s just… gone.” That word— Gone It didn’t sit right in his mouth.

he said softly, “I’m not happy either, but right now, there’s nothing I can do.” Something inside me snapped hard. “There is something you can do!” I yelled, my voice cracking painfully. “Do something for my man!” I pushed at his chest weakly, then shook my head wildly. “I can’t stand here while you tell me he’s gone.” Gone? The word echoed in my head like it didn’t belong there. “Gone to where?” I demanded, my hands flying up in frustration. “Gone how? How does someone just go?” My breath started coming too fast, too shallow.

“Gone to where? His voice shook. “Where's their location? Tell me.” Antonio looked him dead in the eye. “They’re gone, Adrian. Gone. Gone. Gone. G-O-N-E. What part of that don’t you understand?” Adrian’s lips parted but no words came out. His throat felt dry. His whole chest was heavy. “No,” he said, shaking his head. “I don’t believe you. If she’s really gone, then show me her body. I want to see her.” he said, struggling to find the strength in his voice.

"What do you mean, gone?!" "We've searched everywhere but she's nowhere to be found." Oh shit, what was I going to do now?

A door that required nothing borrowed, nothing stolen, nothing that left traces in blind zones or legacy layers. Gone. We move to contingency. Tonight. Sent. Phone face-down. Lamp off.

I stepped onto the stage and spoke calmly, "Thank you all for attending our mate bond dissolution ceremony. I willingly relinquish my position as Luna of the Snowdrifter Pack and divorce Liam." "Good! Sofia! You chose to reject me! You'd better not regret this!" Liam gritted his teeth. As I watched our mate bond dissolve, I felt a weight lift from my shoulders. "I will never regret this! My only regret is not breaking our mate bond sooner! If I had... Maybe my Cecilia would still be alive!" "What? Is Princess Cecilia dead?" "Is this real? What happened?" A wave of murmurs swept through the hall. Liam staggered back, clutching his chest in shock. "W-What did you just say? Sofia, what did you

So familiar. I just nodded and let out a quiet "Mm." Didn't stop him. Just opened the door and stepped out like I'd rehearsed it. Michael didn't hesitate either—hit the gas and vanished. I waited outside the County Clerk's Office the whole day, like I was waiting for some kind of answer. And weirdly? I felt calm. Like my phone—dead silent. Not a single buzz. Even when the office closed, he never came back. No call. No text. Nothing.

Jason’s pupils dilated, as though she had struck him across the face. He finally realized how foolish he had been back then. I no longer cared about their mess. I just looked at him calmly and said, “The ambulance is here.” He was silent for a long time before saying hoarsely, “Nina… Can we still go back to the way we were?” I chuckled. Go back to the way we were? He was the one who destroyed everything, and now he was trying to have it all back?