No One Left Novels & Stories

Then managed, slow, shaky, wet. “They’re not coming back?” His voice cracked like old paint. Alessio’s thumb brushed his cheek, wiping something away that wasn’t water. “Not if I can help it.” Noa looked up and saw the crack in the mirror again, the empty space behind him, the ghost of hands that weren’t there anymore. “They’ll try,” he whispered. “They always do.” Alessio’s mouth twitched not quite a smile, more like a promise. “But now it’s just us.”

She paused for a few seconds before answering in her usual careless, unbothered tone, "I forgot. And besides, I was just worried about you guys." Eugene looked around the empty apartment and coldly said, "She's left." Haley went quiet again. When she replied again, her tone was noticeably lighter. "I'm so sorry, Eugene. It must be because of me. "Well, tell you what. Come over to my place, and I'll drink with you to drown your sorrows away." At that moment, Eugene could no longer delude himself. "Haley." "Yeah?" "Don't ever contact me again." She forced a laugh. "Oh, come on. What are you doing? I know you're heartbroken, but you can't do this to me."

But just when I thought I could breathe in peace again. "Look, who's all abandoned here? The mighty Luna Bella is now all mateless and forgotten."

Nothing. “Then what’s left?” I asked, my voice hollow. Elara looked at me for a long moment, her expression unreadable. “That’s something you’ll have to figure out on your own.” I stood there staring at the ground, feeling the crushing emptiness inside me. There was nothing left. No power, no future. Just the cold hard truth that I had destroyed everything I had ever loved. And now, I was all alone.

she said in a stutter as she burst out into tears "Liv is gone, she’s never coming back to you or anyone, just like Nora and Mick, she’s left us behind. No matter how we search the house or for how long we read the diary, no one is coming back to us… We are left alone in this horrible house, we are left alone here… Nora isn’t coming back, Mick won’t either, it’s time we accept the fact that we are the only ones left Lyon… we are the only ones" she sobbed

Because for the first time— There was no middle ground. No space for compromise. Just two positions. Opposing. Unyielding. Zayn’s fingers tightened slightly around her hand. Aira exhaled slowly, forcing her voice to steady. “We’re leaving.” Zayn hesitated, then nodded, glancing back briefly. “Bye,” he said softly. Lucien didn’t respond. He just watched them walk away. And he didn’t move. Didn’t call out. Didn’t try to stop them. Because he didn’t need to.

I slump myself in the nearest wheelchair. “Fine, but don’t try anything.” “Promise.” He pushes me outside, the warmth of the sun hitting my skin. But something was different. The pack grounds were quiet, there were no people hanging about in front of houses or building new places. No birds flying overhead. It was eerie, it almost looked like it had been abandoned. That no one had lived here in years “Where is everyone?” “What do you mean?” “Normally there are loads of people about.” He moves in front of me, scowling. “There are loads of people, Lana.”

Ethan curiously asked. Levi softly chuckled, “Oh, right. You don’t know.” He said and stood behind Ethan. He wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and kissed him over his head, “Noel doesn’t have anyone. He doesn’t have a family. There is no one to take care of him.” Ethan pulled his eyebrows together, “No one?” He muttered.

When the extreme-heat apocalypse arrived, surface temperatures reached 158°F, and the first group of people began moving to Frostpoint Base. As a scientist, my wife had two spots to bring family members with her. Everyone thought she would take me without hesitation. But in the end, she put the name of her graduate student on the application. "He's my student, and he doesn't have his parents with him. I can't bear to leave him alone in a place this hot." She submitted the application without a second thought. Her next words chilled me to the bone. "Ethan, you're different. You've been tough since you were a kid. I know you can survive until the second group is evacuated." I forced a bitter s

The only source of light now was the full moon, street lamps, and light from the bulb and it was less crowdy. From the distance, I saw a woman holding her little girl as they sauntered and another man jogging downtown. Somewhere down the street, a rap contest and crowd cheers sounded. I was humming a song as I walked now half-conscious of my environment. …I’m ain't your son. You ain't my father. So just sleep off if you want to and stop getting me worried. Worried. Worried...