Dark Notes Pam Godwin Novels & Stories

Sadie even provided evidence of Edwin helping the Parker family. Once, Pamela's brother had set up an underground gambling den without anyone's knowledge. The evidence was irrefutable, and the police were already investigating. However, Edwin had stepped in to resolve the matter, and it was quickly hushed up. Everyone in the four major families knew about it, but nobody dared to talk about it.

He flipped Gavin a jaunty salute and left the room. Gavin stared for several seconds at what he held. The topmost object was a marble black and white composition book. He’d written the bulk of Shades of Darkness in notebooks like it; had even started writing its sequel in one before pitching it and moving on to other stories he’d thought more marketable at the time.

She had once been the feared Queen of Witches, until the werewolves destroyed everything she had built and left her to die. When she opened her eyes again, she was no longer a queen but a powerless werewolf. Stripped of her magic, her position, and the life she had once known, she was forced to survive among the very people responsible for her downfall. Then there was the man who had led the massacre. He claimed she was his mate and wanted her as his Luna. She would gladly accept it.

I guess Pam hadn't found someone else to take my spot either. Pam quirked a manicured brow at me as I approached the counter. Sara raised both brows in an awkward exchange and let out a cough to end the silence that fell over all of us. "What, are you here to beg for your job back?" Pam asked as she continued to wipe down the countertops. I honestly felt guilty as I watched her clean the diner and take orders. Although she owns the place, this is completely out of her comfort zone. Pam is a very... high-maintenance woman. She is confident and loves to dress the part. I can tell with her full face done in makeup that she didn't expect to be here today.

She turned her face away to avert his piercing gaze that still spoke love to her heart. “I know the guy you talking about. I know what’s been going on. I’m highly intuitive. But I choose to look the other way and not say a word. Now it’s your turn to do what’s in your best interest. You and I know Dashiell will never leave his wife for you.” Pam had been caught! She looked at him suddenly, surprised that he knew. Then turned away in shame. “I’m not going to judge you. And I won’t tell on you. But I need you to stop this madness. Stop sleeping with another woman’s husband. To make matters worse, she’s your friend!”

But the Gods had cursed her with the demon of misery; just like them, she too was a curse with some evil essences. Sabin had tried for hundreds of years to cheer her up. No matter what he did, what he said, she always looked on the verge of suicide. Indeed, all the sadness in the world was swimming in those silver eyes and layered in her voice. He'd always wondered how she persevered without going mad. He rubbed his jaw as his gaze sought Amun. "Did you learn anything?" Amun leaned against the far wall, a dark slash in contrast to the stark white of the room. Dark skin, dark eyes, dark everything, Amun could divine secrets- deep, deep secrets- when near someone.

It was not a matter of gentlemanliness at all. … The sky was completely dark by the time Etan left the gaming division. When he came to the car, and Elliot reached for the door handle, they were stunned. “Darling, can’t wait to see you tonight?” Elliot read it out loud. Then, there was silence in the air, and they could even hear a pin drop. He was embarrassed and tried not to laugh. The bodyguard behind him was trembling with fright. “I am sorry, Mr. Mann. I will wipe it off right away.”

He didn’t want another comedy audience. “Yeah.” Daniel replied. “it just happened all of a sudden. One minute, we are watching a movie and before we know it, time has passed away. The movie was awesome.” “Which one?” Jake asked. “The ghost and the darkness..” Daniel began. “Seriously? That movie is old school.” Jake interrupted “ You haven’t watched it before?” “ No.” Daniel lied. Truth be told, he had watched it a long time ago but he needed that lie to make his other lie look convincing. He sighed inwardly as he remembered that saying. If you tell a lie, you’ll need another lie to cover that one up.

I smiled. While we drove to pick up Dervila, I checked my messages. I frowned as I realized I missed one from Pam. Curious, I pulled it up. Pam: GURL shit, be crazy! Pam: Text me when you get this! Pam: *golden girls gif saying ‘urgent business’* Okay, that’s not good. I hope Pam is okay. I thought she was going home to Georgia. She should be far removed from all the supernatural at Yale. And if she were still at the dorm for whatever reason, I’d left behind security measures to keep unwanted creatures out.

It was a smell that meant home to me, but for Damian, as he stood in the center of the floor with the Hamptons salt still drying on his skin, it looked like a confession. ​We didn't turn on the overhead lights. The weak morning sun filtered through the high, grimy windows, casting long, skeletal shadows across the floorboards. Damian hadn't said a word since we crossed the bridge. He looked haunted, the weight of the journals in his jacket pocket pulling at his shoulders. ​I grabbed a crowbar from the tool chest near the back. It was cold and heavy in my hand, a primitive weapon against the polished, digital lies of the Thorne empire.