Tuck Everlasting Novels & Stories

My fingers tip tapped on my thigh as the car slowly made its way to the opposite side of the mansion and slowly I started to relax when the lights coming from the small church on the property could be seen and the darkness of the mansion faded away. When Ephraim stopped the car, I took a moment to take in the church that I had remodelled and established it as a sanctuary for anyone who wants one. It was like a beacon for goodness with white picket fence and two angel statues on either side of the establishment, totally in contrast with the forgotten mansion that we left behind. A safe heaven unlike the hell that mansion represented.

Kane isn't willing to let me be. I had the urge to leave but stayed and just started eating. Right after dinner, I walked to one of the swimming pools in the mansion, the green one, to be precise, and stood there. then I placed my hand in my pocket, brought out a weed stick, and turned it on. I took a long drag and then released it in the air. "The day you stop pissing me off and change for good, maybe we will get to have a better life here in this mansion," I muttered.

She had only two more attempts before the lockbox permanently locked down, sending a silent, automated alert directly to Victor’s phone. She closed her eyes, forcing herself to think. Victor was a man of absolute control, but he was also a man deeply rooted in the history of his bloodline. The Volkov empire had been founded on a specific coordinate, a code that represented the legacy of his mother, the only other woman he had ever loved. She opened her eyes and typed in the coordinates of the family’s original estate: 1984. For an agonizing, breathless second, the box remained silent. Then, with a soft, mechanical whir, the light turned a steady, glowing green.

The tiny, folded slip of paper , Ethan Grant’s phone number , had become my personal religion. For fourteen agonizing days, it had lived tucked deep inside the stitching of my uniform apron, a burning coal against my skin. Two weeks. I had survived two weeks of perfect silence, two weeks of scrubbing floors and polishing secrets, pretending the warm pressure of his lips on my cheek had been nothing but a fever dream.

Tuck barely notices the time as he plays inside a Party Shop. Full of costumes and novelties, he goofs around the aisles as a firefighter. Pretending to drive a firetruck, put out pretend-fires and save store mannequins. Later swapping for a werewolf costume, then a stormtrooper. The fun dies when his name is called. "Tuck?" Eris's voice comes from his backpack. He rushes to it and digs out the radio. "I'm here." Tuck responds.

Her eyes lit up. Ewan smiled in surprise. “What idea?” He trembled as he spoke, excited at the thought of Darryl vanishing for good! Rachel smirked. “In the North-East corner of the Carter Mansion, there lies an ancient peach blossom forest. It has been there for thousands of years—those who enter will never be able to come back out.

Wilson caressed Catherine’s cheeks lovingly. "Mom, can you stop praising her. My ear drum will bleed if I hear anymore complements about her" Alexander Wilson said in an irritated tone. "Stop it Alex" his mother hit his head. Catherine Davison felt she can accept everything in this world, except this alien Alexander Wilson, Sophie Wilson's younger brother. He is such a playboy. Always flirts with everyone, he is the least guy Catherine Davison wants to date. Catherine really don't want to see his annoying face in this happy occasion.

Jonathan removed every trace of me from the living room before redecorating it to Selena's preferences. The space was filled with flowers, stacked gifts, and a towering six-and-a-half-foot cake shaped like a castle that read, "Happy 28th Birthday to My Sweetheart." Selena's friends had all been invited, and the room buzzed with their whistles and cheers. "Come on, Selena! You said Jonathan was over you. Does this look like it?" "But Selena's 29 this year," someone remarked. Another replied, "Not to Jonathan. In his eyes, she will always be forever young. He probably intended to write '18' but accidentally put '28.'"

"Of course, that has always been the plan," "I love you, forever, Mrs. Katherine Salvador," "I love you more, my husband, my everything," He opened his arms and I got in without hesitating, loving how perfect my life is now and knowing it would be like this for a long, long, time. The End

I checked the rearview mirror to see if anyone was following us, and luckily, no one was, thank the goddess! We were in central Texas in the hill country. I needed to get us to the northernmost corner of her pack territory - Texline, the tiny town bordering my pack lands and her pack lands. My pack won’t go that far into Black Claw pack territory, and Black Claw never patrols that close to their pack borders, so it was almost like a “no man’s land” area. Perfect for my warehouse that my father’s Beta, Harold, helped me buy when I was a teenager. I had outfitted it with state of the art security and defense systems after purchasing it with Harold mainly to protect myself from my father and hi