The Edge Of Never Novels & Stories

They were moving toward the Edge of the Source—the place where the universe stopped entirely. "We’ve turned the 'Low-Res' into 'High-Def'," Rhys said, his voice finally clear and resonant. "But Elara, the universe is still growing. And at the very edge, something is waiting for us that doesn't want to be rendered. Something that likes the Dark." Elara looked out at the vibrant, newly born stars. She felt the weight of her stick and the heat of her team beside her. "Let it wait," Elara said. "We’ve got a whole galaxy to paint first."

*** Held. *** ### The Edge of Something More But beneath it— Raven felt it again. *** That subtle, quiet pull. *** Not danger. *** Not immediate. *** But inevitable. *** She glanced at Victoria. *** “Whatever happens,” she said quietly, *** “This matters.” *** Victoria nodded. *** “I know.” *** ### The Last Breath Before The light shifted. *** The air stilled. *** The worldroot pulsed once— slow. Deep. Ancient. *** And the ceremony— was about to begin.

I set off at once, because punctuality is one of the few forms of respect we are permitted to claim. The corridor I took was not the grand one, with the tall banners and shining windows. It was the service passage, narrow and dim, the sort of place built for bodies to move through quickly without being noticed. The stones there held the chill longer than elsewhere, and the air smelled faintly of damp, like old rain caught in mortar. I had nearly reached the bend when I felt it — the sudden sense of presence behind me, as if the corridor itself had taken a breath. “Edith.”

I picked up the files that were in front of me and excused myself from his presence. He obviously did not take no for an answer so as I was walking away, I pulled me back by the arm. I was alarmed at what he did. I looked around and no one seemed to care what was going on with us. Even Tam. “I would love for you to…..” what I was saying died in my throat when I heard the voice of someone I wasn't expecting to hear. “If you know what is good for you Edwards, you better take your hand off of the lady.” My eyes widened at how venomous his voice sounded. It scared me to no end.

Hell no. I scream again. I’m instantly back onto my feet. And then I’m doing everything that Christian has plead with me not to, as I throw my entire body forward towards his direction. The ground underneath me ceases to exist. I shift midair. My thin, slender arms wrap around Noel’s waist. The Edge takes us in its cold, dark embrace. ——————————————————————————————— CHRISTIAN Well. This is fun, isn’t it. I see the pale petals of Athelas, glimmering a low white amidst the soaked grass banks bordering the dark, crystal pool. It lies there so unhidden, so vulnerable.

I was dazed for a second, hardly believing what I was hearing. Charles did not say anything more. Instead, he snuck up behind me and gave me a little shove. I tripped forward, and the camera flashes were so bright that I could not open my eyes. A sharp pain zipped through my belly, and I felt something warm spreading underneath me. When I looked down, I saw my pants were all wet with blood. Everything around me started to fade to black. Right before I passed out, I heard Charles say with a sneer, "Not this again. Always playing the same old fainting game."

After Amy and I finalized our partnership, she flew to Northia to handle the opening of our herbal remedy lab. I, on the other hand, met with an experienced advisor from within the pack. Since Ryan and I were never officially marked as mates, a simple mate dissolution agreement was enough. When I saw the line "voluntarily forfeits all rights to territory and property inheritance", I didn't hesitate. I pressed my thumbprint firmly beneath it. Right as the stamp hit the page, Clare sent me a video.

Richard was spending his Saturday morning in the town centre; he was trying his best to find a present for Nicola. He had been in every shop in town, scanned every window, he had seen plenty of things he would like but he couldn’t find anything he thought Nicola would like. It wasn’t that she was difficult to buy for he just didn’t know what to get her. It was her birthday in a week, and he had a short week to find something. He was starting to think he was going to have to go for a drive into Bury St Edmunds or something.

He was absolutely heartless! Not long after, I got a call from an unknown number. I hesitated, but eventually answered. It was Liana. "Ryan, you saw the news, right? I was the one who reported Serge. I guess I managed to do at least one good thing." I didn't answer immediately. After a long silence, I finally spoke. "Then you did right by the common folk." Liana's voice sounded weak. "Ryan, can I see you? Just once?" I refused without hesitation. "We're strangers now. There's no..."

Every time he did, the world sharpened, tethered again to reality. But I could feel something else growing. Something darker. The Heart’s energy wasn’t just power—it was hunger. It wanted to expand. By the time we reached the edge of the mountain range, the snow was thick and heavy. The crescent-shaped ridge of rock rose ahead of us like a sleeping beast, its teeth glinting in the moonlight. Aaron pulled his cloak tighter. “Charming as ever. You sure they’ll even let us in?” “They’ll let me in,” Edward said.