Twenty Years Later Novels & Stories

Two Years Later [Travis’s POV] I walked slowly up the path that led to the large, metal prison that had become home. Stopping, I stared up at its cold exterior and found that it matched my interior perfectly. Two years had passed since that night, the night that changed my life forever. Since then, despite searching high and low, travelling across the world more than once, and even seeking the help of the most expert of hunters, there was no sign of her. It was almost like she had fucking never existed to begin with. Hell, if her parents didn’t visit regularly to ask about my findings in regards to her, I truly would have thought that I imagined her this whole time.

With only half a month left before the start of the term, I panicked, not knowing what to do. Even though my father's case had passed the 20-year statute of limitations and didn't actually affect me, the visa officers preferred to avoid trouble rather than deal with it. I sat in my rented apartment, watching time slip away bit by bit. Suddenly, a knock came from my door. It was Horace, who I hadn't seen in almost half a month. He seemed to have become thinner, more weathered.

My eyes sparked with recognition. "Your birthday gift, "I couldn't hide my surprise. She nodded. "You kept it all this while?" I was impressed. That gift was from ten years ago. When she had to leave the country because our businesses couldn't work together. Her family was almost wiped out. She walked closer to me, hitting the gun lightly on my exposed chest. "I love it," she whispered. Her fingers trailed down my skin ever so lightly.

I knew I should have kept my mouth shut but it was just too much for me to hold in. Before I knew it he was beside me. He grabbed me from the collar of my clothe and held he up. "You keep defying me, why?" He asked. "Look at me when I speak to you." He shouted. I raised my head and looked at him. We are supposed to be mates! I held back my words. Ever since the full moon two years ago, my life has become miserable. Not that it was any better before but I would trade my present life to get the former back.

Kimberly smiled at her. They had a warm and meaningful time together afterward, sitting comfortably in the cozy living room as the sun filtered through the windows. The conversation flowed easily, filled with light laughter and genuine interest. They spoke about the future — specifically, Alice and Daniel’s plan to get married once the divorce was finalized and to build a peaceful life together, free from the entanglements of the past. For the first time in a long while, Alice spoke about her future with a spark of hope in her eyes.

She has green eyes, a pointed nose, and pitch-black hair. "Me too." Melissa and Melina grew to become good friends when Melina dated Thomas as their ages are so close. Melissa is twenty-two and four years younger than Thomas. They drifted apart after she stole her brother's money. "How are you both doing?" Melina asks, pulling away from them. "Great, how about you?" "Mama told us what happened," Aurora says, with pity in her eyes. "I am doing fine; you don't have to worry about me."

Twelve Years Later Days passed, then months, and then, suddenly, a year, as did my life. In the meantime, nothing special happened, nor did my life face something that blew my mind. I was living the same life with the same people around me until I saw Knox once again. This time, he was with a girl.

“My daughter would never have disappeared from me in the first place.” Aria felt suddenly cold all over. Because this was bigger than Isabella now. Victor wasn’t talking about three years ago anymore. He was talking about twenty years ago. About her childhood. About her. Ethan muted the television immediately, but the damage was already done. The room rang with silence afterward. Aria looked toward him slowly. “What does he mean by twenty years ago?” Ethan’s face had gone unreadable again. Which meant he understood something she didn’t. Fear climbed sharply back into her chest.

We are a great team! I smiled at him. "Thanks, Perth. Yes, we are a great team!" "Let's analyze the facts," he replied instantly. The car moved, and we digested what we had learned from Lara. Perth discussed with me the events that happened twenty years ago. It was hard to process after knowing how I was when I was young.

“By the way, your birthday is coming up soon.” The reminder made me freeze mid-step. My birthday? I blinked, trying to remember the date. “Oh. Yeah,” I mumbled. “I almost forgot about that.” I wasn’t lying—I really had forgotten. With everything that had happened, it was hard to keep track of time. I was turning twenty. Twenty years old. It felt strange to say it aloud. Time had flown so fast, and yet it hadn’t. It was as though all those years had slipped through my fingers like water, especially the ones I lost.