Nevermore Poem Novels & Stories

Kaius froze, staring at the ash scattered across the floor. I sobbed, trying to scoop up the tiny pile of gray, but it slipped through my fingers like sand. Right before I’d passed out in the ICU, I’d begged the healers to save my pup’s remains. They’d cremated him and sealed his ashes into that pendant so I could keep him against my heart day and night. And now, his own monster of a father had smashed him into the dirt. Kaius started to shake. "What... what is that?"

AIDEN'S POV I sat on the bare floor as I gulped down the last content of the alcohol bottle in my hand and sighed out loudly in pain. Nora had hurt me deeply, her words had pierced every piece of my heart. I still couldn't believe that things had ended between us.

"Dinner at my mom's tonight. Get ready. And don't forget your lines." Then he dragged me out to buy a long-sleeved dress—to hide the burn, obviously. The car ride was silent the whole way. His mom was throwing some big party—tons of guests. Soon as she saw me, she lit up. "Rena! Come over here!" Coraline. Bradley's mom. My mom's best friend. After my mom died, she kinda stepped in like family.

I was the finest barrier mage in the Blackrock Pack. My Alpha father promised I would be the next Moon Watcher. But at the ceremony, he led my twin sister Lila—a white wolf—up to the dais. Moonlight draped over her like she'd been hand-delivered by the goddess herself. My mother's eyes went red-rimmed. "A white wolf hasn't been born in a hundred years. Lila will protect us all." My brother puffed with pride. "She's the pride of the Fenraven bloodline." The pack knelt on one knee below, chanting her name over and over. I stood there, watching Lila glow like she'd swallowed the moon, and finally the words slipped out: "I laid every barrier around this pack. So why isn't the title mine?" My mot

"I haven't been eating properly. It'll correct itself." "In that man's house." "Mum." "I'm not starting anything." Neva came to stand beside her at the glass. For a moment neither of them spoke. The city moved below them, indifferent and constant. "I just need to say one thing and then I won't say it again." Corinna closed her eyes briefly. "Say it."

"Grant, her grandfather and I were soldiers together. We survived a battle neither of us thought we'd live through. At the time, we promised that if we made it home, our families would be joined." "We were lucky. We survived. But we both had sons, so the promise passed to your generation." "You won't blame me for asking you to marry a woman you've never met, will you?" At the time, I had not cared much. My mind was on taking over the Whitmore family, cleaning out internal corruption, and defeating our rivals. I had no energy for romance. When I met Mira, she was still a college sophomore. Her bright, youthful energy stirred something in me that had long felt dead.

' "Wind and willow, come take me back to where the worlds meet, and bring me fractured to the sea, let my soul carry me to places and shores where my eyes will never see. Tarry me there and everwhere, let my soul search forever, never resting, always yearning, broken and dreaming of the things I'll never have. Rain and snow, wash from me the powers within me and keep me ever wanting, always needing something more, for my soul is lost in yonder waters. Darkness over light, never ceasing and always growing, take me further into your embrace, hiding and holding all dear to me, broken like shards of glass. Never gather unto me, powers and pleasures of this world. Hide from me the treasures of m

He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now; put out every one, Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood; For nothing now can ever come to any good. ___________________________________________________________________________ 20 / 12 / 2021 Silence…

I miss everything and everyone but I need to stand my ground and pursue what I started. "I am sorry." Mom said . "It is okay mom. " I have to go now. I need to rest. We bid each other goodbye and hung up. I scroll the messages, so many. I will just open them tomorrow if I have time. I put my phone beside me and cuddle my pillow. I pulled the covers over my head and was about to close my eyes when I heard a knock. I lazily get up and opened the door. It's a girl I never met before.

I continued, keeping my eyes fixed on my pale, skinny fingers clutched around my knees, “and goes back to reading. But then there’s a tap on his window, and a raven flies in. He asks it questions, and it only answers with one word: ‘nevermore.’ He asks it about Lenore, but still its reply remains the same. “The man asks the raven if he will join Lenore in heaven when he dies, if their souls will be joined once more. At the raven’s answer – you guessed it, ‘nevermore’ – the man says, well, ‘be that our word of parting’ – he wants it to leave. It is a reminder of death, yet it sits, unmoving, watching him as he dissolves further into madness. Death remains with him, as it does with us all.” “G