Any Note Novels & Stories

The party was noisy and tumultuous. People laughed, discussed businesses, and flirted with each other. No one noticed a girl leaving the party secretly, she didn't look good at all. Calantha tried to control her breathing, holding an incense bag close to her body. Fortunately, when she left the house today, she brought it with her in case something bad happened.

Just not yet. ***

I didn't wanna ruin this before it really started. "Micheal, we can't. This mean more to me than a quick lay. "I understand baby." We went back to the movie. Eventually we fell asleep . I woke up sometime round six in the morning. I looked at Micheal and had an urge to kiss him. I resisted because I still had morning breath. I wrote him a note that i had a good time and would call him later in the day. I rushed home to get my day started and call my girls. I know they was waiting by the phone.

Nellie's things were gone. The wish wall, once covered in notes, was almost empty. Only three sticky notes remained. His gaze landed on them. He froze. As far as he could remember, he'd only written one note. But all three were in his handwriting.

I wasn't sure if Chris was too busy taking care of Kaia to see my message or if he simply didn't want to sever our mate bond. Either way, I didn't receive a reply from him all day. Not that I needed his consent. If he refused to show up on the next full moon, Lucian could forcibly reject him on my behalf. The next afternoon, just as I was about to head to the library, I received a message from Drake. "Here's the ski resort's address. See you at 3:00 pm!"

No… “Yeah well… He should have known better than to come here undercover…” AJ shrugged his shoulders before he gulped the entire scotch. Lillianna stood there frozen. Paul? They were talking about Paul, she felt it… “Oi…” AJ clicked his fingers at Lillianna now. He wanted a top up… Oh… “Babe, I think boss wants another shot…” Britney was speaking to Lillianna now. Lillianna shook her head trying to shake herself together before she refilled his glass.

Then she looked at me real hard and said, “You don’t have to do this alone.” I almost laughed. “Yeah, I do.” She didn’t argue. Just nodded and walked away. Like she’s seen girls like me vanish before. Like I’m already a ghost. At work, a customer left a note on the table: “You seem sad. Hope today gets better.” Twenty bucks tucked inside. I put it in the cookie tin under my mattress. Now I’ve got $87. Not enough to run. But enough to buy time.

Maya put her hand over her mouth and did not make a sound. The third thing was a note. It was written on motel paper, in pencil, and it was not addressed to anybody. I'm sorry about the noise. I know you can hear it. I've been loud for three weeks and I know exactly who's been listening and I want them close.

Never. !