Ultimate Abandoned Novels & Stories

They'd just take up space. The End

She had stumbled on a chat group of bereaved parents, and they were talking about a certain shrine in Laston that really helped. Those bereaved parents had all lit a candle for their children there, while the priest would also offer a prayer for the transcendence of the children's souls. There was even a mother whose child had gone missing. The cops never found a body, but with the lit candle and the priest's prayer, her child came to her in a dream, telling her that she was able to reincarnate. Tina did not believe in the supernatural, but because she had trouble accepting Sophie's death and the gnawing guilt that she owed her daughter too much, she had spent a fortune to buy that plot in t

Tears brim his eyes and the last question comes out in a shaky breath. My tears stream down my face for the millionth time today. The round diamond sparkles spectacularly like the stars in the night sky. It's absolutely stunning. All the pain and suffering have led us to this moment. This moment in time where we can finally accept that nothing will stand in our way and nothing will ever tear us apart. We are it for each other forever. "Yes," I whisper. The End

If that wasn't lowly, then what Aini did was not at all lowly like him. Knowing that now it would be useless to talk to Aini, in the end Niar chose to leave AIni, who cleaned his room, looked so dirty and neglected, completely neglected. Aini even doubted that she would be able to sleep comfortably that night, but she kept trying to keep what she had been given. Some of the things he lived in also now looked abandoned, making him won't feel good at all. Why are they so mean to him? What wrong did he ever do to all of them to be treated like this?

“A worthy opponent.” Veil stood silently by the window. “What now?” Daniel smiled coldly. “They think the game is over. But Chimera was never the end, it was the opening act.” He pressed a hidden panel. A new map appeared. Coordinates marked Phase Four: Prometheus Protocol. Veil frowned. “That’s still incomplete.” “It won’t be for long,” Daniel said. “And this time, no AI. No codes. Just me.” His reflection in the glass stared back like a stranger.

"CHOOSE THE 'UNMAPPED' OR THE 'DELETED'!" The "Engagement Score" on the sky unwove. The gold symbols on the Transaction Barrier began to "Rot." The "Audience" on the "Paper Ship" was in a state of terminal, emotional rebellion. They didn't want the "Liquidation." They wanted the "Reunion." VOTE RESULTS: 100% REJECT LIQUIDATION. 100% DEMAND THE UNMAPPED. The obsidian hand of the Curator shattered. Isabella let out a final, mechanical sob as her Admin authority was "Revoked" by the community. She dissolved into a shower of violet stardust, her "Vengeance" becoming the "Fertilizer" for the new world.

I built an empire on code. But this... this laughter in the twilight, this peace earned, not taken? This is my legacy. And it is only just beginning. THE END

Not even in death. The End.

Even my wolf soul was bound, unable to escape. I didn’t want to die. I wanted to live. But I knew—he would never come back. The mine collapsed. Boulders and soil came crashing down like ravenous beasts, swallowing me whole. The unbearable agony forced a final howl from my throat. I died with my eyes wide open, unwilling to close them. And within my frozen womb, my unborn pup perished too. Yet all he was worried about was his lover, Sophia.

Vincent’s ears twitched as he strained for any hint of a whisper or a scream—anything at all. "Camela!" His roar erupted from deep within him, echoing strangely without any actual sound. His lips moved, his throat burned with effort, but the grave swallowed every trace of sound. He pressed his claws against his ears in frustration and snarled, “What kind of trick is this?” The tombstone glowed brighter, and the name Vincent Fox throbbed like a heartbeat. Slowly, faint letters began to carve themselves beneath it: “Buried but not broken. Dead but not gone.”