Identity Unknown Novels & Stories

He pulled out his phone and looked into the phone screen only to find an unknown number flashing on it. He frowned but answered anyway. AADIL: “Hello?” UNKNOWN PERSON: “Are you Aadil?” a man asked from the other side. AADIL: “Yes. Who is this?” UNKNOWN PERSON: “That’s not important. What I’m about to tell you is.” AADIL: Aadil straightened. “What do you mean?” UNKNOWN PERSON: “Listen carefully. Your wife is Inayat, right?” AADIL: "Yes? How do you even know her? Will you tell me who the hell are you? Why are you beating around the bush?"

“Skip the minor details. Just tell me—who is she?” Noah hesitated. “Mr. Blackwood… I’m afraid we haven’t been able to determine her real identity yet.” Ethan’s eyes narrowed sharply. “What do you mean you haven’t? What is she—a ghost?” Noah cleared his throat. “From what we’ve discovered, there’s an underground agency capable of creating entirely fabricated identities—so real that even government systems recognize them. Whoever helped Mrs. Blackwood likely erased her past completely. There’s no record of her original profile in any database.”

Nate continued, “ if she’s one of us her scent signatures been scrubbed from the lunar registry “ . I leaned back into the chair . “ she doesn’t know “ my wolf whispered , she thinks she’s human “ not for long “ I muttered The moon was rising and the bond Between us was waking whether she wanted it or not . The imagine on the wall frozen on a hospital report , Female , approximately eight years old , admitted with second degree burns to lower abdomen , signs of smoke inhalation and multiple lacerations , arrived unconscious, brought in by family member , no name . I read it again . And again . Thats all ? I asked , voice low. Nate leaned against the wall arms crossed . That’s everything I co

“We found someone who is not on either list. Someone who crossed the boundary this morning with the two hundred but whose identity does not appear in any network documentation.” “Who,” I said. “That is what I am trying to tell you,” he said. “We cannot identify them. They have no pack registration. No council record. No documentation of any kind.” He paused. “Elena, this person has no recorded existence anywhere in the pack world.” I looked at Coran. He was looking at his phone. He had received a message. I could see the screen from where I stood. Could not read the text but could read his face reading it.

"This is a test subject registry, Neah. I've seen military intelligence files with this exact layout. Personnel tracking for classified programs." "Test subjects." I tasted the words. Bitter. Wrong. "I'm on a list of test subjects." "You and eleven others. Ten dead. One unknown. And you." I pulled up the two unknown names again. The man from the photo. And a second name neither of us recognized. No photo. No location data. Just a name and the word "Unknown." The door opened behind us. I didn't turn around. I didn't have to. The shift in the air told me exactly who it was. Cedar and smoke and that electric presence that made my skin prickle whether I wanted it to or not.

Focused entirely on Damian. Waiting. Listening. The assistant placed a document on the desk. Then another. Then a third. Every record pointed toward the same individual. The same name. The same person. Interesting. Very interesting. Yet the identity shocked everyone. Not because they recognized the name. Because they did not. The individual had remained hidden behind layers of companies and intermediaries for decades. Invisible. Anonymous. Protected. Until now. Damian folded his hands together. His expression unusually serious. “The problem is not who this person was.”

Lana pauses looking so unwilling to say what she is about to say. “We get it now, her safety is more important. We all know how dangerous for those from the normal world to be known in Evetora. That is why Flora’s identity is kept secret until now. I’m just sorry that these problems appeared while you are here. W-What were you planning to do in the kingdom as to why you are headed there?” Leo asks as I peek to see Lana.

and now it was too late. I regretted not having asked him before, I had been so overwhelmed by all that I had learnt and found out that I wanted to clear my head and so I had gone out to the place where I had teleported myself that day only to be faced with worse and even worse when I returned. I felt absolutely horrible now, what bothered me the most however was, I still felt incomplete. Over the days I heard people talking about the old Mez, she sounded amazing honestly... I was just a ghost, memories really did give you identity to an extent and without them, I was just another Mez... Evin had realised that I was disturbed and told me that he believed I was still me... I felt horrible tha

It was going to give a big clue to him in finding the real identity of Fuoco. When George went through those documents, he immediately understood that it was a case of injury that lead to the state of coma. He studied those documents very cautiously and found out some interesting facts. He immediately contacted Nick and informed him that it was a seven year long case of a teenage girl whose identity was unknown and during all these years, the hospital was bearing all her expenses as no one from her family came to claim her as their own. He told Nick that he could not find the identity of this patient as there was no reference or any photograph in it. Nick was shocked to hear the information