George Not Found Novels & Stories

He chuckled at the thought of how much money he had made just by giving Lebotha the information she requested, especially about Rose King, the Alpha king's slave mate. "Well Lebotha, I'm on my way back to the Atlantic Kingdom," George said aloud to himself. "You must miss me by now." He picture Lebotha's impatient scowl and hasty demands for the latest gossip and secrets. That familiar role had long been his life, slipping in and out of shadows to collect scraps of information for Lebotha's schemes. But now this strange dream and supposed quest had disrupted everything. As George walked, doubts plagued him. How could he possibly find someone based just on them being "moon marked"? It seemed

Should he find the face to tell them that a nobleman like him, got drunk in the club, slept with his ex, and his new relationship shattered? He let out a heavy breath after smashing his glass of wine on the wall. He reached for his phone and dialed Richardson’s phone number to know if Nasha was at his place. The phone buzzed at the receiver’s end, then Richardson said, “This is Richardson speaking. Who is this?” “I’m George. Please, is Nasha at your place?” George replied. Then he queried, “How did you get my number? Well, she ain’t here and besides, what have you done to her this time?

“Whatever that’s worth.” George looked at each of them, as if measuring the weight of their words. “I’m looking for Catherine,” he said quietly. “Not openly. Through a private investigator, Seren.” He stayed quiet, allowing what he’d just said to sink in with them. Theo’s face softened. “I wondered how long it would take you to say it,” he said. “You knew?” George asked, shocked. “Of course,” David said. “We’re not blind.” George’s throat worked. “I thought I was hiding it better.”

He got into his car and tried calling George again but he was no longer picking up his calls. An idea came into his mind to check George's profile on the net since he was a public figure. He brought out his phone and searched for George Chulley. Luckily for him, he saw it and checked everything that has to do with George. He finally saw an address that wasn't the company's address, he checked the location and wrote the direction down on a piece of paper.

George growled, revealing the gravity of the situation. "How can you be so sure he isn't here?" I questioned George, a flicker of doubt creeping into my voice. I couldn't shake off the feeling that unknown truths needed to be uncovered. George's eyes softened, reflecting a mix of concern and sorrow. "Hallie, Mother told me he isn't here, and I've searched high and low in our grounds. There's no trace of him or Veronica. " His voice trailed off, the unspoken words hanging between us like a heavy cloud of uncertainty.

George couldn’t do anything but scratch his head. “Oh hi, Ma’am! I’m a suitor of Kate in Dubai. But unfortunately, I don’t know where she is now! It’s been a year trying to locate her, but no one is willing to tell me her location,” he said. I smiled at the guy and turned to George to ask, “What did he say?” “He says he’s a friend of Ate. He’s the one who was courting her in Dubai, asking where she lives now since he can’t find her there,” George replied.

Back then, I liked it. But that guy? He was long gone. And me? I wasn't the girl who built her world around him anymore. My phone buzzed on the pillow. It was from Kallie. [Michael, this is the happiest birthday I've had in years. Thank you. I'm really happy. Oh, and I prepared a surprise for you on my social media. Go take a look.] Before I could even blink, the message disappeared. Kallie: [Oops, sorry Elsa. Sent that to the wrong person. Please don't be mad, okay?]

A wife and mother could never be calm when it came to the safety of her husband or children. Once Mr. Edo arrived, they set off to search for Mr. George. They scoured the area all night, from the spot where his car had gotten a flat tire to the way home, but found no signs of Mr. George. While searching, Mark kept trying to reach his father’s phone, hoping to get a signal. But there was nothing. Mr. Edo, who had access to Mr. George's phone’s location data, also tried tracking it, but without a signal, there was no way to pinpoint where the phone was.

he asked, noticing Lucius wasn't in the best mood. "No thanks," Lucius replied, bypassing the butler and heading upstairs. George then looked at Violet. Her unease intensified when she glanced at Lucius and met George's stare. She just said, "Hi, George." George acknowledged her, and said, "Next time, please notify Master Lucius where you are going. He was worried sick and practically turned the entire city upside down while trying to reach you on your phone today. He even used all of his connections to figure out where you were."

I scanned his body, looking for any signs of injury, and when I was unable to find any except the blood on his clothes, which was obviously not his, I could finally relax. “I apologize for keeping you guys waiting. I had the warriors search for Alpha Richard, but he seems to have disappeared all of a sudden.” He explained, and I frowned. “Disappeared?” “Yes, they were unable to find him even after searching for a while,” George answered, and my frown deepened. How could that be? Alpha Richard wouldn't leave his son and pack and flee, right? Just as I was thinking about it, George spoke again, “Let's leave this place first before they start gathering to look for signs of our existence.”