The Forest Of Vanishing Stars: A Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I was confident I had the skill and strength to get the job done, but she was family, I wasn’t sure I was capable of putting that out of my mind. I had no choice. Vanessa needed to be taken out. With her there, we were outnumbered. Landing silently in the dark alleyway behind Vanessa. I had to be careful not to let her know I was there, especially when I didn’t have Brodie and Jackson with me to help. I didn’t hesitate to launch a barrage of ninja stars at her. Gerald had given them to me and, out of all the weapons he had provided, they seemed to be the best option. I knew Vanessa was a formidable opponent, and I had to take her down quickly and quietly. Hoping the ninja stars would do enou

Overnight, the balance of power in the capital shifted. Ryan Spencer, the powerful chairman of the Spencer Group, vanished from his heavily guarded villa. No ransom call. No threat. No trace. Just one chilling rumor made its way through the company: someone powerful had stepped in. As if an invisible hand had quietly erased every trace of Ryan Spencer’s existence. … When Ryan woke up again, he was staring at the ceiling of an abandoned building. The walls were peeling. Cold wind swept through the hollow space, carrying the first bite of autumn.

"CHAPTER 11… VALENTINA The silver glow on the horizon wouldn’t stop throbbing. Even after Luciano drifted back into sleep, even after Andres squeezed my hand and whispered he would stay by my side, even after Czer’s growl faded into the cold night… the light stayed, as though it had a vow to fulfill. The forest had gone quiet — unnaturally quiet. No insects, no wind. Even the trees seemed afraid to rustle. It felt as though we hadn’t just stepped out of the Rift Plane… but brought a piece of it back with us.

It was like Blackthorn Ridge was hiding a secret so big that the very land itself had grown wary of outsiders. I clicked the pen in my hand, tapping it absently against my notebook as my eyes drifted back to the forest in the distance. It was beautiful, in a wild, dangerous sort of way. The mist that hung low around the trees made them seem almost alive, shifting and twisting in the darkness. I pulled my notebook closer, scribbling a quick note: Animal attacks near the forest. Why so many disappearances? Possible cover-up? More than wolves?

A forest, older than the Northwood, twisted and scorched at the edges. Children ran barefoot between trees with silvered leaves, laughing, wild. A woman knelt at a stream, blood on her palms, her breath shaking. Above them all, the sky cracked—not with lightning, but with shadow. Not darkness. Absence. And from it, things poured. Things with no names. Things that fed on forgetting. The woman turned. Her eyes were the color of starlight over snow. Vira. Elise knew it—not from stories, not from scrolls.

The words hit like thunder. “They stood taller than any creature we’ve ever recorded. Their claws could level trees. Their voices didn’t come through sound—they forced themselves into the minds of our warriors. One word repeated again and again: Key. Then they vanished. They set the forest ablaze but retreated before we could organize a counterattack. It wasn’t random. And they seemed focused on something.” The room erupted in murmurs—fear, disbelief, and anger. One by one, the Alphas spoke.

A slow, creeping cold curled through the air, sinking into my bones. And then—a voice. Not loud. Not spoken. But whispered, slipping into my mind like a tendril of smoke. "You are not ready." My breath hitched. Jace’s hand shot out, gripping my arm. “Elena—” But I barely heard him. The room around me shifted. The walls blurred. The fire flickered and died. The cabin dissolved. And suddenly, I was somewhere else. --- A Forest of Shadows The air was thick with mist, the trees stretching endlessly in every direction. Their branches twisted like skeletal fingers, reaching for me. The ground beneath me pulsed, alive, whispering secrets in a language I didn’t understand.

The weight of Hayden’s revelation hung over me like a dark cloud, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake the feeling that the furies were already watching, waiting for the moment to strike. Later that night, after the fire had burned down to embers and Hayden had fallen into a fitful sleep, I lay awake, staring up at the starless sky. The Underworld was eerily quiet, the kind of silence that made your skin crawl. The kind of silence that made you feel like you weren’t alone.

The magic carried me and then sat me down in the middle of the most beautiful place I’d ever seen. It was a forest, but the place was filled with magic beyond what I’d ever imagined. The trees were all whitebark with different colored leaves, red, gold, even blue and purple. Puffy pink and orange clouds hung close to the treetops like the sky was much lower here. I couldn’t see the sun or any source for the soft light glowing around me. Silver webs hung between trees and I wondered what kind of spider would make something so fantastic, they looked more like fine lace with their intricate patterns. Little lights flashed in the distance like fireflies, but bigger.

It was that time when Pidge was so excited to have Maddox back. She knew Vlora had gone to bring him back. The black sky gradually turned into dim grey and the illumination of stars got languidly lusterless. Millions of stars in the ebony sky started hiding their brightness and got slowly dissipate as if someone was going to coming. Divergent birds were gently flying in the manifest sky and their dulcet dawn chorus was easily audible.