Thanos Fading Away Novels & Stories

The silence that followed was oppressive, a heavy blanket that smothered his soul. Lunos, his loyal companion, had been dormant since the failed treatment, leaving Thane feeling abandoned and lost. His heart ached, a hollow ache that echoed through his chest. "Lunos, where are you?" Thane pleaded, desperation creeping into his voice like a winter chill. More silence. Thane's eyes burned, tears welling up anew as he confronted the devastating truth. "You left me too, didn't you?" Thane accused, his voice shaking like leaves in an autumn storm. "Everyone left him. Axel, Lunos. Who is next?" The thought sent a shiver down his spine.

He set the bowl down and slid a metal spoon toward her. "Eat," he instructed quietly. Tracy offered a faint, tired smile and picked up the spoon. Her hands still trembled, but the violent shaking had stopped. Sean leaned back against the kitchen counter, watching her take a careful bite. She was recovering, slowly. A fraction of color had returned to her cheeks. But the threat of Lunar Decay still loomed, tied directly to the thirty-day clock of her bond dissolution. And Chandler Gaunt was a prideful, dangerous idiot who would not let an insult slide.

Instead, he muttered to himself again and again, "Where's my cheat ability? Why did it disappear? Why can't I see the future anymore?! What's going on?!" His expression was twisted with madness, like a rabid dog gone out of control. [That skill was a limited-time quirk for the newbie male lead, and it was bound to be retracted after a week.] [Even if he stocked the wrong supplies, he should've at least gotten food too. But this guy stocked only ice?] [Another brain-dead male lead, abandoned by the system.] At that moment, the signal cut off. I shrugged again, before continuing to eat my grilled meat.

Thane roared. Two guards moved toward him. “He’s unstable,” someone barked. “Push him out.” “He’s gone mad...” “I’M NOT CRAZY!” Thane screamed as hands grabbed his arms. “She killed him! She fucking killed him!” Scarlet’s heart slammed against her ribs. Her wolf whispered, sharp and alert. Watch the walls. And then... The massive stone wall behind the high table flickered. The glowing sigils vanished. The graphic presentation of Lycan companies, properties, offshore assets...gone.

The villa shook as a nearby satellite, de-orbited by the command, streaked across the sky like a falling star, crashing into the ocean miles away. "You lunatic!" Xavier swung a fist at Julian, but Julian caught it, his billionaire-turned-soldier reflexes making the move look effortless. Julian slammed Xavier against the mahogany table, the expensive china shattering. "The Thorne name is dead, Xavier. And so is the Vance name. We’re just men now. And I’m much better at being a man than you are." Clara stood up, the emerald silk of her dress billowing in the wind as the glass walls of the dining room retracted. "It's over, Xavier. The world doesn't belong to the shareholders anymore."

"I am the Founder. And I’m not here for the harvest. I’m here for the Divorce." He pointed his cane toward Meilin. "The Thorne Foundation is officially filing for separation from the Vance-Core. And as part of the settlement... I'm taking the Original London with me. Everyone in it—the ghosts, the settlers, and your son—will be wiped from the 'Actual' memory in exactly ten minutes." The man looked at his watch. "Unless, of course, the Billionaire is willing to trade his True Wife for the world." Leo looked at Meilin. In the distance, the city of Actual Earth began to pixelate, its ivy turning to ash and its glass to sand.

With every bit of strength he had left in him, he kept saying the spell, even though his voice was getting weaker with each word he spoke. "Dekekrankem delenfoouud." "Please," he cried out, his sight becoming fuzzy. "Please, just let her be safe." Everything around him started to spin like a dizzying ride, and he felt his consciousness beginning to break apart. But he fought to stay focused, determined not to let go until he knew his baby daughter was out of danger. Finally, with one last push, he whispered the final part of the incantation. In a bright flash of light, the baby vanished, leaving Draven all alone in the temple. He fell to the floor, his body shaking as blood continued to flow

"So why stick around? The doctor says I need that bone marrow transplant as soon as possible. Talk to Vanessa, will you? If it's money she wants, I can pay—whatever she asks for." Caden's voice dripped with icy sarcasm. "If you're so desperate to see her, why don't you join her in heaven?" Kelly stumbled back, her voice trembling. "What... what are you saying?" Caden's gaze fell on the table beneath the rose bush, where my urn rested. "She's gone, Kelly. She can't be your donor anymore." Kelly stood there, petrified. "I checked Vanessa's phone. She texted me about her pregnancy. Why didn't I get that message?

he said. Thane nodded, seeming unsettled, and I looked up at him, my head tilted. He waited until the two of them had left, taking Valerie and Daryn with them, before he spoke. "I just don't know who I can trust anymore," he said with a deep sigh, and the others nodded solemnly. Luca moved to squeeze his shoulder gently, seeming supportive, "What do you want to do with him?" he asked, and Thane sighed, "If he wants to die rather than be part of Nightfall, fine, but it won't be out here. I don't want to see a trend of things not staying dead."

Azeph watched as Elinor made her way to the girl who didn’t cower from her unlike how hysterical she became when Azeph tried to approach her. “You shouldn’t trust her,” the dying man heaved and Azeph looked down at him lifting one foot and pressing it to his throat. “For a dying man, you sure are taking your time. Should I help you take your last breath?” Azeph asked. Will shook his head hopelessly keeping the pressure on the man’s chest as his eyes widened thinking that Azeph would really crush his throat.