Yerno Abandonado Novels & Stories

Collapse… --- Doesn’t always look like destruction. --- Sometimes— --- It looks like silence. --- Like stillness. --- Like everything holding its breath— --- Right before it breaks. --- The world was gone. --- Not destroyed. --- Not erased. --- Just… unreachable. --- Cut off by the shutdown. --- A system without a voice. --- Without connection. --- Without light. --- And inside that silence— --- Only one thing remained. --- The core. --- And them. ---

"Lynn Sawyer, you gave birth to a child and abandoned him. You know child abandonment is a crime." The neighbors were already waking up one by one, stretching their necks to catch a glimpse of the commotion. I stared at him. Then, in the next breath, I yanked off my slipper and swung it straight across his face. "You shameless old man! You dare show up at my door and frame me? I don't even have a boyfriend, and you claim I had a baby? Have you ever seen a woman who just gave birth and can still fight like this? Do I look like I just had a baby?"

CHAPTER 65 Abditory Abditory - a place in which you can disappear: a hiding place 65 Another semester comes in a new university I am in. I don't know how to adjust to the people in this institution but since I need to get away from WSU to forget everything about Nick, I'm sure NYU is a great place. I haven't heard from Nick since then and I just hate him to the bones but I still end up missing him so bad. No matter how hard I say that I don't want to see him anymore, I always end up crying about him at night.

In that stolen moment, there was only the intoxicating allure of the forbidden, a connection that defied reason and the boundaries of the living world. As he pulled away, the room grew colder, and I was left in a state of yearning and confusion. Hayden whispered words I couldn't quite grasp, promises and secrets that left me both exhilarated and bewildered. And then, as quickly as he had come, he faded into the shadows, leaving me alone in the darkness.

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My stomach churned with the weight of my low spirits. I feared I might actually throw up, so I closed my eyes, hoping sleep would take over and ease the nausea. The rest, however, were bored and began playing "Song Quiz". They cranked the volume up so high that the noise made it impossible for me to sleep. I was drifting into a light sleep when Walter's shout for the answer jerked me awake again. "Mistaken Love! Mistaken Love! That's five points for me!"

The second guy replied winking at the first guy. "I think it's time to leave before Maguire starts yelling at us for staying out long".The first guy said and they took their leave together. Maxwell who have been eavesdropping all their conversations while sitting on the training bench was surprised when the guy mentioned finding a village at the end of the river where James fell.He walked back into the dressing room and called the person working for him in the computer room to check if there's truly a village at the end of the river and the person confirmed there's a remote village just like the guy said.Maxwell was about to leave when a call entered.

… Mabel curled into a corner, her consciousness blurring as her body temperature dropped. In her daze, she seemed to return to eight years ago. That winter, while protecting Anthony, she had been hunted by enemies and trapped in an abandoned mine deep in the snow-covered mountains. He had held her tightly, unfastened his coat, wrapped her in his arms, and used his own body heat to warm her stiff, freezing limbs. "Mabel, don't fall asleep. Hold on. "When we get out, I'll give you a home. You'll never be cold again."

I couldn't believe that the young man who once refused to let me shed a single tear was now breaking my heart and making me cry over and over again. The last bit of my love for him completely faded away. I went back inside my room. Just as I'd lie down, I suddenly saw that Jasper had just received a message on his communication device. "Dr. Curran, another base camp has already located the person who first invented the water detection device. They're on their way to bring the inventor back. Please find the new water source and return before they bring the inventor to their base."

No sound of traffic, no distant hum of technology, nothing but a stillness that made her feel like she was walking through a forgotten graveyard. She looked around, her heart beating faster as the realization sank in: this was **Nyxterra**. The place she had only heard whispered rumors about, a world where lost memories supposedly went to die. It was said that those who wandered too far into the shadows of Nyxterra rarely came back. The city itself was a labyrinth of half-formed structures, their outlines blurred as though they were fading in and out of existence, forgotten by time and memory.