Ultimate Abandoned Novels & Stories

"Oh, Gerard Frost… You thought you were smart, didn't you? At the end of the day, you're nothing but a pathetic joke! Your family is all gone now, thanks to the woman you trusted the most! "Elly… you were the one who saved my life back then. Now, I shall return this life of mine to you! Elly, I'm so sorry!" Then, Gerard jumped off the bridge and fell to his doom. Glass shards and blood splattered around the spot where he landed, resembling a gory fireworks show the world had set off. In a way, it was celebrating the fact that Gerard the loser was finally dead. Gerard got to see me one last time. "Elly! Elly… I finally got to see you again…"

"It said it is nothing but an Ultima that did that. '' She said and I was alarmed. No, there can't be another Ultima. The last Ultima killed my grandfather, who is a grand/higher vampire. Yeah I agree that I am stronger than my grandfather that died then right in my front. But an Ultima is a better match for me in a fight. My daddy killed the last one along with his friend and I am stronger than my Daddy and his friend now. But it can't be Damon that killed Ryan or maybe another person, because the last time I checked, I actually sent Ryan after Damon. Can Damon be the Ultima?. "Let's go get the dead and bury the dead" I said and we walked out together.

He didn't know that he wanted to leave or that he needed it, until his brother made the mention of leaving that place. Although the word "abandon" was not to Charisse's liking, because it made her nostalgic. Their father had abandoned them, their mother had died, years later they learn that their father had also died and as if they were not many misfortunes, they are left without money. But luckily Jared finished his university studies and was able to get a good job at Graham Group, the rest that happened did not exist in Charisse's mind, because she was in a coma, she did not know the course that Jared's life took or his friendship with Robert.

The world had ended three weeks ago. At least, that’s what the Club wanted everyone to believe. In reality, it was all an elaborate, expensive role-play scenario arranged by the Midnight Club on a massive abandoned military base they had converted into their private playground. A “post-apocalyptic” paradise where the rich and powerful could live out their darkest survivalist fantasies without any real consequences, except for me. I was the real consequence. The living prize. The one who would be broken again and again in this fake end of the world.

The screen was cracked, the casing charred, but the single green light in the corner was steady. UPLOAD COMPLETE. 100%. THE PUBLIC LEDGER IS LIVE. "We did it," I whispered, my voice breaking. "The Vault is empty." Enzo pulled me against his chest, his heart beating a slow, steady rhythm against mine. We were the only two things left in the "Forge of Ghosts." The mercenaries were gone, the sister was a memory in the smoke, and the legacy was a file on every server in the world. We had burned the past to find a future. And as the first light of a true, final dawn began to paint the ruins of the Iron Yard in gold, I realized that the Architect and the King were finally, truly, out of code.

That was more than enough. The End

The boy snapped his fingers. The breakroom walls turned into glass. Outside, Julian and Clara saw the Wasteland of the Archive. They saw millions of "Deleted Chapters" piled like mountains of trash. They saw the Mars colonies being dismantled for scrap metal. And at the very top of the scrap heap, they saw Hope, bound in bronze chains, her iridescent eyes weeping liquid code. "That is your 'Happy Ending,'" the boy sneered. "It’s a tax write-off." The Final Dividend: The Architect’s Ultimatim

Rowan asked. Harkan looked toward the West—past the mountains, past the ruins of the Council’s old empire, toward the **Great Dead Zone**. "There is a place where the threads never reached. A place so broken and barren that even the Aethel-Group didn't want to buy it. We call it the **Dust-Well**." "It's a death sentence," Rowan said. "It's a chance to be invisible," I said, looking at the silver scars on my arms. "And right now, being invisible is the only way we stay alive."

Long live the alliance of flesh and soul. THE END

"Tash I know his type and I ain't tryin to be back where I jus came from, and that's in a dead end relationship with a dude who is still a D- boy." "Gurl you just don't know a good thing when you see one, that nigga right there is an ex d- boy,he owns three legal businesses and part owner of that nightclub that be doing numbas down there at the old complex. By the way we need to hit up that spot this weekend." Said Keisha. "Cool, so what time we meeting up...... bout 10." They all agreed and each jumped in their cars and went their seperate ways.