Nevermore Novels & Stories

Never mind! ****** LMCD22

No more endings. Just forever.

​The departure of Kaelen and Elara to the Crystalline Silence was not a death, but to the Blackwood Pack, it felt like the sun had been extinguished. For eighteen years, the Manor had been the center of the supernatural universe. Now, it was a hollowed-out monument of marble and memories.

All the eyes on me feel like creepy crawling bugs. “The new students need to be chosen for the different tiers.” She points at the banners above us. Looking again, I see that the banners aren’t only different colors. They have different words and emblems on them as well. “Seed,” I read out loud. “Acorn… Pinecone… Oak… Redwood.” “They’re like houses?” one of the girls waiting with us asks. “Or fraternities?” “Something like that.” Professor Towles’s attention has turned to the front of the gym. The door behind the dais opens and four stuffy-looking people, including Madame Aldine, emerge.

; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again. That was decades ago. In recent times, Kimora made its appearance just off the coast of the Denezel River. North-West of Maliki, a little boy was found dead, his corpse laid open outside their home,the abomination of nature. His mother who found his body fell into a coma and didn't recover. Kimora was much worse than Black Death. That teaches us that you don't fi

Kathy Pov I made up my mind that I refuse to entertain his petty excuses or deceitful justifications for his behavior any longer. For a full minute, there's nothing but silence. He grinds his molars, and I know they’ll break any second. His laser stare is so intense that I can almost feel it piercing the wall behind me.

<★★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★★> Damon stood in the dimly lit room, his eyes scanning the remnants of his brother’s life that had been left untouched since the day of his death. The air was heavy with the scent of old wood and dust, a somber reminder of the time that had passed. This room, once vibrant with the energy of his brother, was now a mausoleum, filled with memories too painful to revisit. Damon had avoided this place for so long, unable to face the reality of his brother's absence. But today, something had drawn him in, a need to connect with the person he had lost so tragically.

My heart fluttered at the sound, but I pretended not to hear it and continued walking toward the sunlit road. If there was a next life, I never wanted to see Shawn again.

Milven warned, a hint of panic in his voice. “Too late,” Raven replied nonchalantly, tossing the money at Milven’s feet. “There it is. Pick it up.” Milven glared at him before crouching down to grab the money. “Screw you.” Raven sneered. “That’s what you get for wanting to do this in person. And I’ll never forget how you tried to get more money from Azzmi.” Milven gritted his teeth as he stood up. “I’ll see you next month, you asshole.”