Ultimate Abandoned Novels & Stories

Zaden had been having a rough time. Unless it was to do with Rosie he didn’t really communicate with us. I understand it though, if Nick had betrayed me, then died right in front of me I would have lost it. I feel sorry for Zaden, I know what it is like to have a mate reject you. But I do not know what it is like to have one die on you.

Vivian died alone in her home, her body not discovered until it had already begun to rot. Only then did a question arise within me. After the deaths of my parents and Vivian, I never saw their souls. So why did I remain? The system finally appeared and answered my doubt. It said it had seen how painful my life had been, and how tragic my death was. So it used its power to keep my soul intact, allowing me to witness their downfall with my own eyes. Now that they were all gone… it was time for me to let go and be reborn.

Julian transferred all of his shares in the Cross family to me, publicly stating that he was only holding them in trust. I moved Warren Group's operations overseas. Before long, the name "Iris" carried more weight than the title of Mrs. Cross ever did. Zoe was sent abroad once again. This time, it was said that one of her former patrons bore her deep resentment and kept her trapped by his side, tormenting her until she was barely recognizable. Cole Group collapsed completely. Overnight, Adrian fell from privileged heir to ordinary wage earner, reduced to delivering takeout. Julian surfaced from the pool. "Do you need me to step in?"

In the dream, Tea refused to end like that! Unfortunately for her, the palace maid sent her a glass of poisoned wine and 3 metres of white silk - she was given the option to chose her death. Tea drank the poisoned wine and died horrifically. She had so much resentment that she became a ghost and saw how the entire country collapsed because of one woman. In the end, golden words suddenly appeared in front of her: "Save the country and live freely!"

They channeled the energy. The entire Moon didn't shatter. It Blinked. In a massive, silent flash of white-gold light, the "Requiem of the Stars" was played. The "Oblivion" code was overwritten by the "Lullaby." The First Investor’s ghost was silenced forever, dissolved into the background radiation of the universe. The Epilogue: One Year Later The island on the Mid-Atlantic Ridge was no longer a jagged shard of black sand. It was a lush, green paradise—the New Eden, where the "Unsecured" had built a city that didn't use money, only "Contribution."

] The room breathed in relief when they heard some of the options didn't pass, they could get into a legal battle that the company might lose, and even if they didn't, their reputation was at stake. [Project Dead Men mode consists in creating a back-up server for the game if the player "Heart of the Abyss" finishes the path weaved by the council for him, consequences are: the destruction of the underworld, the partial destruction of the beginner planets and there will no "afterlife" anymore, meaning, reincarnation and resurrection will be impossible] [The back-up server will replace the first server, players will get an opportunity to transfer their accounts to the back-up server for a limit

Thanks to our wealth gathered over the centuries, we were one of the aristocrats, once more. “Claudia is going to kill me. Let’s not think Scarlett’s not going to be okay… please.” I looked the other way, out in the blue and silver sky, due to how his face changed. I swore to protect Scarlett after what happened in the past. Yet… I missed Maya drastically. … “There are traps here, be careful Javier.” Ambroz alerted instantly. We were led to an abandoned desert, previously called Sahara before the world ended. “Yeah.” Just before I was staked to sleep by Dimitri, I promised that I’ll find him when I woke.

REGISTRY DISTRICT 10 CORE BALANCE: 100 UNITS REQUESTED EXCHANGE RATE: ONE IMMUNITY LEASE PER SOUL "They're offering an exemption," I realized, the "True Zero" logic in my mind cutting through the silver text with a terrifying, icy clarity. "If we surrender the memory of our scars—the un-optimized errors that made us default—they’ll give us a permanent lease on the clearing. We can live in the margin forever, but we’ll be silent. We’ll be a closed account that never changes."

"Mr. Cunningham is in bad shape, lost in a coma, while Mrs. Cunningham's mind is beginning to fray with the first threads of Alzheimer's. She barely recognizes anyone, only repeating something about finding her son. The Cunninghams' family lawyer let out a long sigh as he passed me the last testament. "Mr. Cunningham drafted this will in a moment of clarity. It leaves every last bit of the Cunninghams' wealth to you. You are, after all, their only child." I flipped through the papers, my eyes flicking back to the bleak hospital room. My heart was a battleground of conflicting emotions. Logically, forgiveness was off the table, but they were my parents, and all I could bring myself to do was

"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…"