Ultimate Abandoned Novels & Stories

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?"

] 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

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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!"

Everyone’s phone went off at once. "What?" Liam’s fiancée, Chloe, frowned, moving closer to his side. I looked down at my phone. A blood-red scale appeared on the screen. [Welcome to The Last Zombie: Final Reckoning.] [Detected: 15 members of the Sterling family.] [Objective: Eliminate all zombies. The last player standing inherits the entire family fortune.] [Current Asset Valuation: $12.7 Billion.] The living room went dead silent. "What kind of sick joke is this?" Liam tried to close the app, but the screen wouldn't budge. "Who made this?"

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We live twice, and sometimes three times more than ordinary people are allowed to live. Our society is called the priests of Ultima. That's all we want to tell about our world... *** Let's start with me. I'm already over eighty, but I don't look older than twenty. I look like those ordinary girls who walk the streets by the hundreds. But to this I can tell you the oldest murdered phrase - do not judge a book by its cover. Take a look at my first and last name-Carolianna Epixfire. It looks like something strange, like a spell from silly newspapers.

“Well, it was detailed that she didn’t appear. Is that true?” Talon had to hold back from rolling his eyes. Why was the news of his date having to cancel such a huge outrage to these people? Talon pulled his glass up to his lips without drinking any of the fluid interior of it, taking the time to limit in on the little symbol on the side of the man’s camera. It was one he didn’t recognize, clearly from a littler distribution that was looking for a few kind of gossipy scoop. Too terrible there wasn’t one to discover out about.

"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