Ultimate Abandoned Novels & Stories

In the end, her life was taken by her father without conflict. Tony contemplated on questions he could ask about the Ultima Alpha legend. Before words could escape his mouth, Tony gasped. He felt the same warmth and bond he felt around his mate. He quickly got out of bed and left the room. As he walked down the hallway, his heart began to race faster until he stood outside one of the hospital rooms.

“Are you still in college?” “No, I graduated last year.” “I thought college took four years to finish.” “It does when you don’t have parents like mine.” Dmitry took my phone out of my lap, his fingers grazing my thighs. He typed something in and then I heard a ding coming from his pocket. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his own phone. “I’m sending you a code to my front door I had my security team create for you. Remember it and then delete.” He paused for a few seconds before saying, “I shouldn’t have to tell you that code should not be passed to anyone else.”

My friends put their phones down and give me their full attention, "We just broke up. We can’t see each other again for a long time and even though Mother Nature thinks we're perfect for each other, we don't want to be in a long distance relationship. So... that means I need a rebound. Pronto." "Mmm, that’s sad. Anyway, let's pull out the Alpha List," Thamara mutters and we all grab our phones to read it at the same time. I have several texts, one of them from an unknown number, but I don't pay attention to them, I search my apps for the list. The first alpha in here is perfect and someone I've flirted with since elementary school. He looks hot in this photo.... "Joe Terran must be discarded

I ask as utter terror fills me, and Xiu stiffens. "After the females are chosen, the ones left without a mate are free of the Harvest treaty agreement. Humans can't return to Earth due to your planet's policies, but you may become a citizen of your chosen planet. The females not chosen approach looking for a mate like all the other females. But deaths a very rare. The damage to the body must be extreme for our healing practices not to work," Zalu answers, and the feeling only grows. "What...what would be considered uncurable," Xiu asks quietly, and Zalu studies her for a moment before answering.

He still couldn’t believe he had fallen for her. “Listen, Daniel,” Greed started. “The rehab center that Abigail founded is a non-profit organization. She doesn’t profit from it; all the money she makes goes back into the rehab center. This plan I have to buy out her company is simply one she cannot refuse, considering the rehab center is going bankrupt and she is unable to keep the lights on.” He continued. “Now while I have agreed to continue business as usual I won’t, and all the money that she gets from me will be covered in my spirit energy causing the greed to overpower her soul.” “Oh I see, so after your brother and sister gave Lucifer the fuel he needed to make me his slave you want

Something gives eventually! Next Chapter: Aurora is aging faster now. The stress taking toll. The daily battles wearing her down. And she realizes something terrible. She's not just gambling daily. She's dying slowly. The immunity is killing her. The protection is destroying her. And soon. Very soon. The gambling ends. Not because they leave. But because she dies. And in dying. Facing the final test. The ultimate gamble. The Absolute's last chance. Her last refusal. The end. Can you really die peaceful when you've spent years being forgotten daily? Or does the loneliness follow you into death?

"Ryan, why didn't you leave with Uncle Gerald and the others?" It was Nathan Whitfield, my cousin. One look at my face and he seemed to understand everything he needed to. "Get in. I'll take you home." I didn't say a word the whole ride. I didn't know what to say — my miserable childhood? How little I mattered to them? The resentment sitting in my chest? None of it seemed worth putting into words. We were almost home when Nathan spoke up. "Ryan, if nobody in this world loves you, loving yourself is enough."

*Adis* The sun hangs low in the sky as I step into the abandoned warehouse, its rusted beams and shattered windows towering like ghosts of a forgotten era. The air is thick with dust and the scent of damp concrete, but I’m focused, adrenaline surging through my veins. I need answers, and I’m not leaving until I get them. Clay’s gang has been silent since his demise, but I can’t shake the feeling they know more than they’re letting on… especially about Zombie’s plans and why he took my place and erased my memories.

"That just went in." "That was our guest who had booked the entire place for herself." I stood at the gate for a solid hour, but Macie's car never reappeared. Before long, my phone delivered another anonymous bombshell: a single video. The footage was clearly shot in secret, the audio filled with nothing but heavy breathing. I felt a wave of nausea hit me, but I swallowed it down with a bitter laugh. Macie and I, back when we were dreaming up our business, had often talked about unwinding at a beach resort.

The walls of the facility were peeling away, revealing the Infinite Sandbox outside—a chaotic void where unfinished stories and abandoned characters drifted like debris. ​Director Vane scrambled toward the "Master-Terminal" at the back of the room. "If I can't have the franchise, I’ll Format the Drive! I’ll delete the entire server! No one gets to leave! We’ll all be 'Legacy Data'!" ​Vane’s fingers blurred across the keyboard, initiating the 'Final Deletion'. The floor beneath them began to turn into a black abyss. ​Leo raised the flute again, but this time, he didn't play. He snapped it in half.