Deleted Characters Novels & Stories

The next day, a name resurfaced from the hidden layers of Velgrave’s internal system. An ancient student registry, never meant to be recovered, blinked into existence for exactly thirty-four seconds—just long enough for Nadine to screenshot it before it wiped itself clean. And there it was. Carl Maddox — Entry: Redacted Not deleted. Redacted. There’s a difference. Deleted meant the file was gone. Redacted meant someone had erased it from view. “You never told me,” Ophelia said, sitting across from him in the greenhouse they often snuck into after hours. “Your record is ghosted.”

The muscle in my jaw tightened once. Hard. And finally… I pressed Delete. The image vanished instantly. No hesitation. No recovery folder. Just empty white space where she had been seconds earlier. I locked the phone and set it carefully back onto the table.

Everything I had once longed for more than anything was right here in front of me now, but it felt like nothing special after all. Snow kept drifting across the screen. The code ran smoothly without any lags or glitches. It was clear Edwin had put in a ton of effort into building everything—even more effort than he had ever given Melissa. Way more care and attention to detail had been put into the coding work. But I merely skimmed through everything in silence and, after a short pause, clicked on the delete button. When the confirmation prompt appeared, I didn't hesitate at all. "Are you sure you want to permanently delete this?"

"Trisha?" "Sorry," Trisha mumbled. "Those guys I told you about, one of them deleted my character on Clevania. There's no coming back from it. I even called tech support and because she hacked into the system she or someone she hired, overwrote the code so there's nothing to restore. It's just all gone."

It was none of my business. Write a text I deleted it right away. Then I rewrote it. I thought I would have a lot to say, but in the end I only wrote 5 words. "I don't like you anymore."

Just clocked out. My bestie, Chloe, texted. Begging me to go wild with her at a bar. I collapsed onto my bed. Exhausted. “No way. My legs are jelly. I can’t tonight.” I splashed some water on my face and stared at my reflection. Pale. Drained. Suddenly, I knew I needed a release. Anything to forget my inhuman, tyrant werewolf boss. I grabbed my phone again, ready to text Chloe. I wanted to type: “My whole body aches. No energy for the bar. I desperately need a rough, deep-tissue massage session tonight.” But my brain was fried. I just typed: “Just need a rough, deep session tonight.” Five minutes later, my screen lit up. But it wasn't a message from Chloe. It was from my cold, untouchable A

I snapped at him. "Seems like the don is back." Ronan spoke to grab my attention. "Whatever you like. I have kept 60 percent of shares in almost every deal for you." Arthur replied. "Guide me from tomorrow then." I told him and left the room. I was feeling heavy in my heart. I couldn't take anything anymore. I needed something to distract me badly. I came back to my room and looked through the window blankly. There were no calls or messages from India. It seemed like they had all forgotten me. I looked through the old text messages and photos of us. Me and Ranvijay. There were photos of Arjun, Randhir, Mayabati and many more. Each and every picture had a memory imprinted in me. Did they actu

Now that the introduction is over let's begin to review what we learned from last week, cause there will be 79 question tests on Friday, so take notes and pay attention. ( Amy Sinclair Pov) When Mr. Daniels introduced the new Lucas Santiago as a new student who just transfer to our school or when he told him to a seat next to me, I was somewhat happy inside cause nobody has sat next to him since last year. Anyway hottie like himself won't fall for a boring girl like myself. So Amy continued taking notes without paying attention to Lucas. But Amy knew that Josey Domain the football captain trying to talk to Lucas about joining the team and Brianna is also to hook up with him as well.

No cushion with a torn seam near the hearth, the one she had refused to replace because a frightened child had clawed it during a first-shift panic and later apologized with a crooked drawing. The papers she had kept were gone. The ledgers had been replaced. The chair behind the desk had been polished, but the small scratch near the arm, made by her ring during an argument with the winter steward, had been smoothed away. The room had been prepared as if she were a new candidate being granted a privilege. It did not feel like the place where she had worked. It felt like a room wearing the shape of her life after the life itself had been removed. Behind her, Maddox entered and stopped just pas

Emma left the spoon on the table and get up from the chair. "Yes luna" Emma bowed down and looked at her friend last time before leaving, she pity her but she couldn't do anything to help her, she left with a broken heart seeing the condition of her friend. She could only wish that Elena understood the importance of the matter. Elena didn't look at her but she was lost in her own misery. Soon she left for her room dejected but there was numerous plan going on in Elena's mind that could make alpha Zane reject her. she was waiting for tomorrow night because the perfect plan according to her was brewing in her mind