Wayward Novels & Stories

The front door closed, and I was left alone in the empty living room. I slid helplessly to the floor and covered my mouth to keep my sobs from spilling out. I did not know how much time had passed before I finally braced myself against the wall and slowly stood up. In my studio, a damaged antique painting was still spread across the table. It was my favorite piece, "Waiting at the Harbor." In the painting, a woman stood at the pier, looking into the distance as she waited for her family to come home.

change? That's what I was thinking. I was imagining my face with my eyes closed. This is Tagore Gari who just stepped on Shiva but could not then. I was imagining that face in my mind. Anjali got curious. 'Anger is there but it is not expressed, sadness is there but it is suppressed affection. I thought it was my husband

The day the university released the family placement positions for doctoral graduates, I went straight to the Human Resources Office to register. But the staff member barely looked up before rolling their eyes. "Mr. Slater, everyone at this university knows you cheated on your wife and are about to leave the marriage with nothing. How do you still have the nerve to ask about the placement position?" I thought there had been some kind of misunderstanding. I rushed home, hoping to explain everything to my wife, only for my mother to slap me across the face. "I don't have a shameless son like you. Get out of Natalie's house!" I was driven back to the rural school where I had spent the past

"Then I hope to God it's worth what we're all about to risk to find out." They rounded the final corner into a wide corridor that opened onto a heavy set of double doors marked with faded stenciling, and Marcus slowed, holding up a hand for silence. Through the small windows set into the doors, Ryan could see the loading dock beyond, dark and still, exactly as promised. Except it wasn't empty.

"OK stay safe and keep going." The passage way is getting thinner and thinner, i have to turn sideways to get through, I keep feeling the rocks surace scratching my skin. It is that thin now the wall is pressed up against my back and my breast and I am having to squeeze through, I was starting to get a bit worried that I would get stuck and not be able to move and no one could come help me.

Nothing could. I jerked upright, the memory too much to bear. The papers on my desk flew to the floor as I stood, frustration and regret mingling into a toxic brew inside me. I paced to the window, leaning my forehead against the cool glass, and stared out at the spring landscape. The trees were shedding their leaves, a constant reminder of the cyclical nature of life. How could I hope for renewal when I was the one causing destruction? My thoughts were interrupted by a movement outside. Aderyn was walking towards the forest, her silhouette barely visible in the twilight. My wolf stirred within me, urging me to follow her, to ensure she was safe.

Wards hum here, my fingers tingle before I touch. “Seam,” I say. “Heavy one.” “How do you want to play it?” Hadrian asks. “Like it’s lying to me,” I answer, and bow my head to the bark, letting that sleepy buzz crawl into my palms. This seam isn’t a wall. It’s a funnel. It pushes anything dumb enough to run straight along the cedar line and spills them into a pretty little bowl of deadfall and thorn. “Trap,” I say. “Lovely bowl just past the rise, plus...” I sniff, and wrinkle my nose. “Something under leaves to our left.”

Chase says to Jonah as he walks me to an office in the corner down a hallway. " Wait here. I won't be long. Anyone bothers you, tell them you're Ghost's girl. " He kisses me on the cheek and disappears inside the office with the name Sage plated on the door. I sigh. Ghost's girl? Is that like his secret code name? " What have you gotten yourself into, Lauren?"

I took a step forward to draw closer to her and whispered into her ear, “Did you think that they were your knights? No. You were just a tool they used to show off their charm, a tool they could control however they wanted. Now, you’re no longer useful, so it’s only natural that they’ve cast you aside.” “You…” Her face turned pale. “While you enjoyed being treated like the center of the universe, you should’ve expected the day when that attention disappears.” I straightened my back and bypassed her to continue walking. “Your tears are useless to me and to them now.” Even as I heard her muffled whimpers behind me, I did not stop moving. Every second I wasted on her was a sign of disrespect to

Something about her kept pulling him back like a magnet, tempting him to turn around over and over again, he simply couldn’t figure out what. Soon, they were zipping over a single track and closing in on the next station. Minutes later, Dev alighted at his stop. ***