Never Let Me Go Novels & Stories

When Sherina grew into a fetus in Raisa's body, the young girl did not abort her womb. Raisa makes the biggest decision of her life. Raisa is determined to give birth to Sherina and become a single mom at the age of seventeen. Even though Sherina is the result of a tragic incident that happened to her, Raisa has never hated Sherina. Raisa's affection for Sherina is very big. For five years, Raisa and Sherina have lived happily together and love each other. Sherina grows up to be a cheerful and obedient child.

Linda treated me like her own daughter, and after I married Adrian, her kindness only deepened. She wasn't the type to spend her days wandering malls. Even knowing something felt off, I still wanted to see what Adrian was planning. So, I followed the location he sent and drove to the mall. When I arrived, I found myself in the underground parking lot. Suddenly, someone came up behind me and pressed a damp cloth over my mouth. Everything went black. When I came to, I was lying inside an abandoned factory. A few women stood around me, and in the middle of them was Ella.

Tonight, for the first time, I looked at the screen and saw the island without him. It was still beautiful. My phone buzzed in my hand. Maya wanted to know if I was still coming early for the final walkthrough tomorrow. I read her message, then looked back at the ceremony lawn on the screen. The chairs, the arch, the water, the light — all of it was still there. Ethan was the only part missing, and maybe that was not the disaster I had once thought it would be. I told Maya I was coming and asked her to put me on the first flight.

“How do we get back on land? I mean… not to the place we’re coming from, but to our home. I really want to go back, and… right now, it feels impossible.” Orson turned to her, his hands cupping her cheeks after hearing the choking sounds in her voice. “Freya…” “Land?” Desmond repeated, not sounding helpful as he reclined his back against his chair. “People only go there on special days from here.” “Special days?” Orson couldn’t believe what he was hearing, and he sounded utterly stunned. “I don’t get it.” Desmond coughed slightly, his palms smacking his chest while he tried to speak a bit slowly.

She said that neither Dad nor I had any right to use it. All I could do was wipe Dad's body with cool water again and again. Once I finished, I sat beside him with my knees pulled to my chest, staring blankly ahead. This was my first day back after being reborn. In my past life, on this very same day, Dad had made full preparations to escape the compound with me in tow. But Grandma had brainwashed me from a young age to believe that family must stay together, so I had seen Dad's attempt to run as nothing but betrayal.

Not now, not ever. And in a kiss that was wild and full of panic, all resistance, all questions, all shadows of a bleak future melted into one primitive need. On the cold executive desk, with the grand panorama of Herlington as a silent witness behind the giant window, Hazel surrendered to the current. Her legs opened—a silent invitation that Diego answered immediately. With practiced movements, he removed every barrier between them—buttons, zippers, silk—until Hazel’s warm, trembling skin was exposed to the cool air of the room.

Ayira emphasized before stretching over the sponge and soap for me. I took it from her, feeling like my hand was about to fall off. “Should I bathe you?” “No, I can help myself.” Ayira excused me, giving me the chance I needed to clear my head off and think. I have to find the opening of the realm. I have to escape this place— mother is waiting for me. I can't add to her worries. Worrying about father was enough. “Argh!” I screamed out at the sudden pain that flooded me. It was sudden and unbearable, my body temperature rising, feeling like my heart is being pounded.

Isabella The hum of fluorescent lights in the office felt different today, a little heavier, a little final. My desk, once cluttered with sticky notes, pens, and the occasional candy wrapper, now looked bare. My last day at work had arrived, and as much as I tried to convince my mom not to drag us into the Sinclair orbit, she wouldn’t budge. So here I was, saying goodbye to a place I’d grown comfortable in, to people who had become a steady part of my life.

I will Never Ever Let Her Go. ****** Author ****** The day was indeed the most beautiful for both of them. They were so lost in each other that they didn't notice that a pair of eyes were constantly watching them as his prey. Namit decided to not let her go but who knows what the future holds. He has never been lucky when it comes to love, so will the history repeat itself? Will their love succumb in front of the one whose life's sole motto was to destroy them?

And I realized I liked that gaze very much—and the person behind it even more. I started the car again. In the rearview mirror, Samantha finally picked up the shredded ticket and limped away into the street corner. Snow began to fall. Celine turned on the heater, and soft Christmas music played through the car speakers. I pressed the accelerator, watching her face glow gently in the snowlight, and suddenly understood—true rebirth is not revenge, but learning how to plant flowers in the ruins. This time, I could finally say it without hesitation. Goodbye. And never again.