The Never After Series Novels & Stories

The Greenwood Cemetery. Stella followed closely behind him. After countless steps, RK stopped in front of her. She looked up and saw a man standing a few steps away from her. It was Aden Smith. She felt a stirred and nervous voice coming from her heart, and her feet involuntarily approached him. She had not seen Aden for several years. Ever since she divorced RK, she disappeared from the city. She didn't know if his relationship with RK had eased in the past few years or not.

And if I really was the child she'd been searching for all these years, how could she handle knowing both her daughters were dead? I shook my head and stepped back, retreating into my own grief. My gaze shifted to my mom, her eyes cold and calculating. No. I couldn't call her "Mom" anymore. She was Gianna Beech. Anger surged through me, and before I could stop myself, I charged at Gianna, my fist swinging toward her head. But it went straight through her. I froze, staring at my ghostly hand. A bitter smile crept onto my lips. Right. I was dead. Even with the truth burning in my chest, I couldn't do a thing to her. Of course. Evil people always seem to live forever.

"There's good news and bad news. Helen didn't take the death of Mr. and Mrs. Carlton very well. She vanished on the same night. She hasn't resurfaced in almost six months. I think she has left Aldenvine. The Toxic Hive bases in Aldenvine have also been moved. "Ms. Miller … left with the others. The Black Ravens have yet to be seen. I'm not sure if the mission has been canceled or if they're just hiding." All leads had gone cold. Following the departure of Toxic Hive, a lot of the events from the past became shrouded in mystery, and the truth was also concealed. "The good news is that our research team has already finished the tests for the M-1 drug you brought back. We're able to formulate i

She was with her cousins, Jenna and Mae, who were both juniors and majoring in information technology. “Don’t you have a boyfriend?” Jenna asked me. I stared back at her. She didn’t even know me. “Ah, no.” She narrowed her eyes at me. Then she looked back at April. April merely shrugged. We arrived at the club. We were early so we were able to get a table. April’s cousins got us some cocktails. I drank. I didn’t care anymore. I wanted to let myself go. I was in the presence of girls anyway, so I was sure no one would take advantage of me. I just wanted to forget—about everything! And just right, I was drinking a cocktail called Amnesia.

Her unborn child, sheltered within the warmth of her love, thrived, a symbol of resilience and new beginnings. Though scars remained, Lena emerged from the darkness stronger than ever before. For an entire month, Jayden delved into a determined quest to uncover the sender and motive behind the pictures he had received. It was shown that this person possessed intimate knowledge of his relationship with Lena, fueling Jayden's curiosity and concern. Throughout this period, Jayden chose to keep his breakup with Lena a secret from his parents, unsure of how to approach the topic with them. As Jayden meticulously traced the digital trail, his anticipation grew. Finally, he discovered that the line

That was all I needed to know. I needed no soothsayer to tell me that my aggression upon him was too much, and must've led to some internal injury. I longed to see him, just to see him with my own eyes, just so that I can be sure that he was okay, but after I resumed school, I didn't see him. Days turned into weeks, and it was later on that I got to learn that he and his family had relocated to another state, and that left me distraught. I started resenting Hazel and Hunter, even though I didn't let it show, and from then, I made a decision never to hit anyone in my life ever again. Dante was going to be the last person that I would ever hit, but Patricia had tested my patience.

He was drowning in debt. Paparazzi snapped him and Coraline moving back into their old place. Everyone who once worshipped him? Gone. Then came the fight. Vivian fell down the stairs—lost the baby. *** Later, Nathan brought me to the basement. I didn't get it at first. Until I saw her. Vivian. Tied up. Kneeling. He was giving me the final say. My revenge.

" I stood outside the infirmary for a long time afterward. It was just around the time the nearby Werewolf Academy let out. The street came alive. The sounds drifted into my ears, close enough to hear but distant enough to feel like another world. My phone buzzed, and a photo came through from an unknown number. It was the same one I had shredded, but it had not been awkwardly taped back together. Without hesitation, I deleted it and blocked the number. Two little girls walked past, holding hands. Giggling, they made plans to celebrate with their favorite cherry cake after they finished their mission. I watched them walk away, farther and farther, until they disappeared completely. I drove t

I got my wolf at 16 like the everyone else but I never found my fated mate. Ezra found his. Her name was Nia, she was a tall beautiful woman with a slim build, midnight black hair and baby blue eyes. Nia also had beautiful smooth dark skin and she was an omega. Which made Ezra's father furious. Hence as to why he was forced into this marriage with me.

The four of them claimed a corner near the steps, elbows hooked on warm stone, drinks within reach. Rafe fetched rounds. Natalie stole sips from everyone’s glass. Jace’s thigh brushed Lena’s beneath the surface on purpose exactly twice, “accidentally” at least ten times. "Where are you from, Rafe?" Natalie asked. “Denver originally. Now I just chase surf and coffee.” “So homeless,” she teased. “So discerning,” he corrected, grinning. Lena tipped her head to Jace. “And you?” Rafe asked Lena. “Here,” she said, brushing her shoulder against his. “Right now, I’m from here.”