Wayward Novels & Stories

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

Eerily dark that she could not make out if someone was there, if Anand was there. The gravel crunched under his feet as he took a step closer to the fence. She whipped back to him. As he admired her with shining eyes, her gaze flitted around the premises. Usually, there were people around at this time, but this evening, the place was deserted. Strange, she thought. A storm seemed to be approaching. It was unusually still, the trees and its leaves stood as if frozen in time. ***

It won’t be that difficult to follow them at this point and Aira will still be able to keep track of the taxi. “They’re turning left babe.” Aira said. Her gaze was firmly set on the taxi and she’s very focused right now which is commendable. We haven’t lost them yet and it’s been a few minutes already. I was unfamiliar with this part of the city so I really had to rely on Aira’s directions.

"Ok?" "Ok"

“You have successfully weaponized your emotional withdrawal. The data is… sublime. But it does present a new problem.” “And what is that?” Kairi asked, his voice hoarse. “Momentum,” Silas said, gesturing to the bleak, featureless plain that stretched before us. “To reach the Weaver—the one who might grant us an audience with the deeper powers of this realm—we must cross the Plains of Apathy. And they are not crossed by those who already embody their essence.” I finally looked at the plain. It was a vast, grey expanse under a sky the color of unpolished lead. Nothing moved. Nothing grew. It was a landscape that mirrored the void I had cultivated within myself.

Kathy Pov It was past midnight, and the untouched glass of white wine on the coffee table glistened with condensation after five glasses, the dim light catching its pale surface. The clock’s ticking felt louder with every passing second, drilling into my restless mind. He couldn’t demand marriage, avoid me like a disease, then hug some bitch in the middle of the street as if I didn’t exist. Fury simmered hot in my veins.

I knew the pack they were talking about. "Take us to willow through the back of the Fire pack. We will come through the eastern forest. The road is not often used, and it is isolated, it would be a great entry point." I said to the driver and linked everyone on that trip to move in that direction. "Do you think it is wise?" Scott linked, and I said yes. "Marcus and Mason should have called me by now, something is off. I just need to be sure." I linked him.

*Aidan Zavia's POV* --- "Good morning, my Zavia! Rise and shine my annoying but charming ray of sunshine! I woke up first. The score is... Seven over five. Better luck, next time." I heard the cheerful voice of my girl while she planted kisses on both of my cheeks and lips that made me giggle softly as I just woke up. Well, if this is the way I wake up every single day, it's always gonna be a paradise. It's a total dream come true.