Before You Knew My Name Novels & Stories

I stepped onto the stage and spoke calmly, "Thank you all for attending our mate bond dissolution ceremony. I willingly relinquish my position as Luna of the Snowdrifter Pack and divorce Liam." "Good! Sofia! You chose to reject me! You'd better not regret this!" Liam gritted his teeth. As I watched our mate bond dissolve, I felt a weight lift from my shoulders. "I will never regret this! My only regret is not breaking our mate bond sooner! If I had... Maybe my Cecilia would still be alive!" "What? Is Princess Cecilia dead?" "Is this real? What happened?" A wave of murmurs swept through the hall. Liam staggered back, clutching his chest in shock. "W-What did you just say? Sofia, what did you

He looked like a broken shell of himself. He passed by me and then stopped, lingering by my side. "Miss, have we met before?" I looked at his tattered clothes and disheveled appearance, realizing he had gone mad. I shook my head coldly, as though I was addressing a stranger. "I don't know you." Lionel didn't say anything else. He walked on, muttering to himself, "Toto, Hope, I'm sorry… I'm sorry, I'm so sorry…" I paused, then walked into the cemetery without hesitation.

I glanced back at the camera, narrowing my eyes. Me: You don’t even know me. Unknown: Oh, baby. I know enough and I’m learning more every second. Before I could even respond, another message came in. Unknown: Also you’re not going to that party. My fingers paused above the keyboard. Me: Yes. I am. There was no reply. Until ten seconds later... Unknown: Don’t test me, babyboy. Or I’ll ruin the whole party just to teach you who you now belong to. I stared at the message, feeling my throat go dry.

Definitely college-aged. I frowned. “Do I know you?” She smiled, slow and knowing. “Not yet. But I know you, Kianna.” My heart stuttered. “How do you know my name?” “Small world,” she said lightly, pushing off the stall and stepping closer. Her heels clicked softly on the marble. “Or maybe not so small. Word gets around when certain people are… destined for big things.” I backed up instinctively until my hips hit the counter. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Ahem!” I cleared my throat, feeling incredibly awkward under their heavy stares. “Hija... Adeline passed away seven years ago,” Aunt Mila said quietly. The revelation hit me like a wave. Shock washed over me, immediately followed by an intense wave of embarrassment. I hadn't expected that at all. I felt a sudden lump in my throat, completely caught off guard by the fact that she was dead. “I-I’m so sorry,” I stammered, apologising immediately. I didn't even know why I felt so deeply embarrassed. Call me crazy, or even evil, but a tiny, hidden part of my heart felt a sudden spark of relief.

A third time. She lifted it. One message. Unknown number. No name. No emoji. Just five words that iced her blood: “End this before it ruins him.”

Like a secret between them. "What do you mean?" she whispered. "I mean..." His thumb moved against her waist, an unconscious gesture that sent electricity through her. "I mean I feel like I know you. Like I've known you before. Before you walked into my office. Before Georgia. Before everything." Camila's breath hitched. Because she felt it too. That strange pull. That sense of déjà vu that never quite faded. And suddenly…… >>Sudden Flash<< A man in an expensive suit. Face blurred. But the touch familiar. His hand on her wrist, pulling her close. Staring at her like she was the answer to a question he'd forgotten asking.

Her voice faltered. For the first time in years, she wasn’t sure where to begin. Because the truth was complicated. Not because she knew Victor. She didn’t. At least she didn’t think she did. But the name carried a strange familiarity. Like a forgotten song buried somewhere in the back of her mind. Something she hadn’t heard in years. Something she had never paid attention to until now. Lucien watched her carefully. “Aira.” The gentleness in his voice caught her off guard. Not because it was unusual.

Because some man I barely knew was obsessed with harming me. Then I thought about Addison and my mom and everyone that meant everything to me. A tear ran down my cheek, hot and fast. Then Donovan. His name hit me hardest. My pace picked up as I just stood there and waited for it to come. For the sound. For the pain. For the end.

Ezhil's POV I staggered back a few steps as her name echoed in the walls. 'Her name was Eyshana Roy' "W-what?" Farhan stuttered in shock. "I can forget everything in my life but that name....I can never forget the name of the person who saved me from those animals" she said with tears. I just stared at Preeti in utter shock, tears leaking from my eyes. "She...she saved you?" I asked not believing what I heard.