The After Series In Order Novels & Stories

Taylor of Witop. “Ms. Frasier—no, I suppose we should call you Director Frasier now.” Mr. Johnson laughed as he raised his glass. “The three of us talked it over. Working with you in the past was always a pleasure. Now that you’re at a new company, it’s only right that we show our support. “Besides transferring all our existing orders, each of us will also bring in two affiliated companies and sign next year’s strategic cooperation with Lextron.” Ms. Moore continued smoothly, her tone straightforward.

Mom slapped her hand away, causing it to turn red instantly. My sister froze. Mom also looked stunned. She looked at her hand, then at the egg, and suddenly ran into the kitchen, covering her face. Her shoulders shook violently, and she kept muttering the same phrase. I leaned in to listen. "It's for Brandon… It's for Brandon…" I sighed. Three months passed. My family had finally managed to put aside a bit of their remorse to resume living normal lives. But things started going wrong. First, it was Dad's job.

He inhaled sharply, a sound half pain, half restraint. Snow drifted around them like falling stars. “Lucian,” she whispered, “tell me what you’re hiding.” His eyes closed for a moment. “The night I walked away from Damien…” His voice dropped lower. “I vowed never to take orders again.” “Orders?” she echoed. “Especially orders about hurting people who didn’t deserve it.” Elara’s heart stilled. “You were working for him,” she whispered. Lucian’s eyes opened slowly. “For his family. His father. Damien became worse after I left.”

Adeline POV: Luckily Aspen took care of explaining the story to Beta Gabriel and Maya. I can't tell that story again, I'm so sick of talking about those scumbags. We were half way through the drive once we got gas so the next 5 hours flew by. Aspen and I talked more while Sage and Blaze got acquainted. "Blaze says that Aspen wants to mark you as soon as we get back." Sage purrs in my head. "I don't know about that Sage. I'm not sure we can trust them just yet." I tell he skeptically.

Dante held me as if I might vanish, but I no longer had the strength to push him away. Professor Shaw came to my side. “Aria, can you hear me?” I looked at her through the blur. “My baby…” Her expression changed, but her voice stayed steady. “We’re taking you to the institute medical center now.” As they lifted me onto the stretcher, Dante tried to follow. Professor Shaw stopped him with one look. “You had your chance to protect her.” The last thing I saw before darkness took me was Dante standing in the hall, covered in my blood, while the wedding ring box lay open at his feet.

My mother dragged me out of my biological father's brutality, and I thought we had finally escaped. Then she married the Don of the Falcone family. The woman who once fought to protect me completely changed. To secure my stepfather's approval and coddle his beloved Sofia, she stood by and let them turn me into a servant in the house I was supposed to call home. Every time I pushed back, they pushed harder. Every time I begged to be seen, I was met with contempt. My biological father's fists left scars on my body. This family's marks went deeper—into my bones. So I stopped. If they never wanted me there, I would stop breaking myself for their hollow approval. I would take my own life back. In

“Okay.” The rest of the night went on without incident. We watched the bands and hung out with our friends. Z and I hung out and talked a little bit throughout the night, but mostly did our own thing. Once the last band finished, we were all finishing up our drinks and planning on what to do after. Hannah had shown up about 30 minutes into the first bands set. I had noticed her hanging around or all over Z a few times tonight. I tried not to think much of it, but I could barely contain my eyerolls at her overly friendly behavior. “You are heading home Ash?”

After some minutes I was done, i turned off the shower and dried my skin with my white towel hanging on the rack, when I was no longer dripping water I tied the towel around my waist and walked into my closet to put on my Nike sweat pant and a polo, I went down to the sitting room downstairs with my laptop, i took a bottle of Budweiser beer from my fridge, opened it and drank from the bottle as I walked back to the sofa to check the mail's of today in my laptop. After I was done replying messages, I wanted to log out but stopped to check back again on the mail I got from ROK Studio today, as I kept screwing the messages I received earlier something caught my interest, the names of the couple

She explains. My Mum walks out of the room, and the doctor walks over to my bed. I can sense that it would not be pleasant news. I was at the point of not caring anymore. “So Killian, let’s tell you what our plans are.” He tells me calmly. “You’re past Phase 1, you’re past phase 2, you are now on phase 3.” I can’t help but look at him confused. Has this dude done research on this condition or something? “What do you mean by phases?” I question.

And because of that, I remember what happened before. *** After I pushed her into the mud, the next day, I noticed that whenever we were about to meet she would avoid me and run away which surprised me. She never dares to cross me again after that day. Ever since then, I just looked at her from afar until I graduated and after 3 years, she followed. *** I got no news from her after she graduated and that is because I got busy too that time so, I did not know what happened to her.