The Forsaken Novel Novels & Stories

Daniel walked for hours around the city. He was determined to go anywhere other than back to the Bostonian. He had so many things running through his head. His father sends Wyatt to see if he can be saved and stop the war that both sides have been waiting for. Elizabeth and him having a son and he’s eleven, and his life's in the same danger as Elizabeths. Daniel just wanted to walk away from all of this. How he wished that it had been Wyatt that was Forsaken instead of him. He felt everything way too much to be cut out for this job. These twelve years of soul collecting. So many souls collected for a war that might never happen. So many people sacrificed for what.

The warmth of the evening air turned cold as Serena stared at the symbol seared into the paper—a jagged moon bleeding black ink, surrounded by thorned runes. Her fingers clenched around it involuntarily. The Forsaken. Once thought annihilated, they were little more than whispers in the dark, monsters parents warned their children about. But Serena knew this wasn’t folklore. It was real. The mark pulsed with the kind of malevolent energy that couldn’t be faked.

Chapter 144 – The Forsaken Star’s Reckoning The forsaken star pulsed in the nexus’s starfield, its ashen light a cold specter, casting a pallor that bled despair into the abyss, each flicker a wound that unraveled the fragile threads of hope. Jessica’s hollowness was a raw chasm, her glow extinguished, her body trembling as her brother.

We rolled across the wet floor, smashing through more tanks. Liora’s voice reached me, weak but fierce. “Kade, I love you, you stubborn wolf. Finish this.” The facility shook again. This time the roar that followed wasn’t mechanical. It was the Forsaken. Hundreds of blood-red eyes appeared in the corridors behind us. The leader of the Forsaken stepped through the broken wall, smiling with too many fangs. “Michelle’s toys have failed,” it announced. “The debt will be paid in full tonight, starting with you, Kade Thorn.”

The walls pulse with their voices. Sigils flicker like they’re breathing. I repeat it. My voice doesn’t sound like mine anymore. One more line. Nyssa leans in close, her eyes endless frost. “Until the last dawn burns black, I am Forsworn.” The words leave my mouth. And the world breaks. The black flame explodes without heat. The chains on my wrists turn to dust. The cavern swallows all sound for a heartbeat— Then shoves it back with a roar that isn’t wind.

Eli’s POV The world outside was steeped in darkness. Night had descended rapidly, devouring any remains of warmth. I stood on the edge of the debris, the cool wind piercing into me like a knife. The dust has begun to settle around what used to be a stronghold of terror and manipulation—a shattered monument to my father’s sick ambition. But as I saw the ruins, I realized this wasn’t the end. It was only the start of something darker. I felt Eli’s presence alongside me before he spoke, his warmth pouring through the chill. “He’s not gone,” he whispered quietly, his voice both a comfort and a threat. “You know that, don’t you?”

Elsie and her yet-to-be-revealed soulmate. My new book titled "Daggers In The Hearts: A Marriage For Revenge" will be out this weekend, along with Elsie's Story, which title is yet to be revealed. ** Daggers In The Hearts BLURB ** Orphan. Abused. Marriage. Enslaved. And now, Revenge! When Zhanna was fifteen, she lost her parents and her uncle took her in.

I rushed into the emergency room at once. I felt so bad as I took in Sophia's weakened state. "Mom, I'm so sorry. I couldn't find Caleb." I could not bring myself to tell Sophia that Caleb had refused to come with me to the hospital. "You don't have to lie to me, Esther. Caleb is my son. I know him better than anyone else does. He must be with that woman again. "He chose to forsake me, his mother, because of that woman. What an ungrateful child!

How could she wear my ring while cooking for some other men? She knew I loved her enough to let her, but now, I didn't love her anymore. Taking over the breakfast, I tossed it straight into the trash can. "Trash belongs in the trash can. You too." Her eyes brimmed with tears. As she lowered her head, her tears dripped onto the floor, and she murmured, "What can I do to get you to finally forgive me?"

All that was left was a hollow emptiness and a single, looping question. "Why did this happen again?" “If I get another chance, I’ll change everything,” she remembered the memory of her own vow echoing in her mind. She had avoided Damien. She had avoided Sebastian. She chose a different man, a man she thought was different. But the result was the same. Betrayal. Abandonment. And he also ended up with Jane. "Is it my fate? she wondered. Am I just destined to be forsaken, no matter what I do?"