Then She Was Gone Book Novels & Stories

I stepped closer, lifted the book slightly to get her attention, ready to ask what it was and why it reacted the way it did when I touched it and if she can open it. I never got the chance. One second she was right there in front of me, solid and present, and the next her expression changed completely, her body went rigid, and she said Jayden is in trouble and he needs me like it was a fact and not a fear. Then she vanished. No warning. No spell circle. No lingering trace. Just gone.

She stopped when her fingers touched a worn-out journal, buried beneath her drawer. The pages were yellowed and soft, filled with sketches of wildflowers… and notes. Her child's name. The name she gave their baby before the ritual. Before the sacrifice. Tears blurred her vision. "I'm sorry," she whispered, hugging the journal to her chest. "I cannot be with your father anymore." --- By Noon, She Was Gone. The apartment was empty. The bed stripped. The scent of lavender spells replaced by silence. She left no forwarding address. No hint. No aura trail.

she said. Then she turned and left, disappearing into the darkness as quietly as she had come. I stared at the book for a long moment. What is wrong with this woman?

The light that had always burned so fiercely within her was gone, leaving nothing but silence in its wake. Tears streamed down my face as I clutched her hand, my heart breaking into pieces. The woman who had been my mentor, my guide, the one who believed in me when I hadn’t believed in myself—was gone. I let out a broken sob, feeling Christian’s strong arms wrap around me, holding me close as I shattered completely. “She’s gone,” I whispered, the words tasting bitter on my tongue. “She’s really gone.”

My husband thought I would never leave him. He was wrong. Ethan Cole proposed to me ninety-nine times before I finally said yes on his hundredth try. So on our wedding night, I gave him ninety-nine make-up cards. Every time he broke a promise, chose someone else over me, or hurt me badly enough to need forgiveness, he could use one. As long as there was still a card left, I promised myself I would give our marriage one more chance. For three years, Ethan never needed them. Then Madeline Avery came back. His childhood best friend. The woman who always needed help. The woman who always needed protecting. And somehow, every time she needed something, I was the one expected to lose it

Mom raises me and my brother, Cameron Joyner, by herself after she gets a divorce. Cameron was born with congenital asthma and has to take medication every day. Although I'm healthier, Mom treats me better than Cameron. She always says, "You're the apple of my eye, Cassie. I don't want you to feel troubled because of Cam." From the very beginning of my life, I've always been number one in Mom's heart. However, the year I turn 15, Cameron suddenly disappears. Mom completely changes after he goes missing.

Already apathetic of what Paige had figured out, Ivana left her alone and went back inside the cabin. Nonsense as it may seem, Paige couldn't shake off the idea that it might be essential to this. Whether or not this is the mark she's been looking for, Paige couldn't disregard it so easily. Especially that her gut told her that this isn't just a normal murder case.

She was so focused on reading that she didn't even notice the CEO approaching. - Loveless by A.P. Morgan. I don't know this writer. Is he good? She jumps, scared, until she sees the one who speaks to her. - It's not a "he". It's a "she". It depends on your taste in books. She is an LGBT writer. I like reading her stories. - LBGT? Like women with women and men with men? Are you a lesbian? Saphira's heart skips a beat. Was it now that he was going to say that he hates gays and all those types of people?

My heart ached painfully as I listened to her tearing me down. To her, my sincerity was nothing but manipulation. "It might be best to at least check up on her," the assistant chimed in. Angel said thoughtfully, "I'm not saying this to curse her, but the timing is just too coincidental." My mother grabbed the report and flipped through a few pages. "You mean Melisa may end up like this girl that no one stepped forward to claim her body?" You're right, Mom. I died miserably, but do you care?

"Would you have believed me? After the way you accused me? The way you—" She cut herself off, shaking her head as if she couldn’t afford to let the emotions slip through. "I had to be sure it wasn’t just my imagination. But now… after what happened last night, I know it was real. Someone was there, Aegon. Someone wanted me to find that book." I clenched my jaw. "And where is it now?" She exhaled sharply. "Gone. When I went back to check this morning, the book had vanished."