Igstories Anonymous Novels & Stories

' And the reply she got was, "I have checked the place as you've asked me to do, and believe me I have found something really interesting inside the basement…?" (It really sounds interesting, and I know that you can understand which place they're talking about and why they're searching? And soon we will get to know two anonymous people at the same time and at the same place. Believe me, I'm talking about the glimpses of tomorrow, and it's about the darkest future of Ard's history which isn't written yet, but I already know everything).

“As long as Celeste doesn’t push me away again.” ***** Celeste’s POV The cursor blinked, steady and expectant, as I stared at the screen. [JordanG87: They’re lying about what happened. The official report is clean, but the truth is ash and blood. I saw more than they thought I did.] I hit post. The anonymous account I created days ago had started gaining quiet traction. Nothing viral. Just enough to rattle the ones who needed rattling. A fake name. A vague confession. Just enough smoke to stir the ashes.

I said. She shook her head. "It is not illegal. It is just like...a hobby? I just enjoy doing it." "Okay..." I said. "Promise you won't tell anyone. Not even my brother." She said. "Nat..." "Come on." She groaned. "Fine," I answered. "Don't forget. You promised." She said. "Whatever." "Do you know of your favorite book critic on I*******m?" She asked me. I think every writer in the world knows that person. The account is anonymous and the person can either make or break your career.

I wrote this down in my notepad . I quickly got up and turned my head hearing voices behind me . " Did you think you could run , I love to play hide and seek . Would you like to see what I do to them after finding them ? I punish them just like I'm about to do ." He spat out . Please leave me I'm begging you just kill me , death would be better than a life like this . " SHUT UP " He shouted . "Guys lock her up ." He said to his subordinate ." No, please leave me , don't do this , I'm begging you , leave me ! " I shouted with all my might but to blocked ears . I'll never be strong please leave me. I shouted as I exited the room . How I wish I could have amnesia. That way I would be able to e

A week before the day he told me he have a project~ I got an email that says they want a final plot, outlines and ending of the story that the director will put up in the series. This director has been contacting me to do the scriptwriting for them, normally directors will share ideas of what they are imagining as well but he put all his trust in me. I wrote a Romance genre type of story that I know viewers will enjoy, I wrote one already. If there is one thing that my readers loved about me- it was the quality of my work. Before I revealed myself to them, I started as an anonymous one named 'Miss A', the A stands for Anica and Author. I know it was too normal and plain to be noticed but som

But I'm leaning towards someone he knows. ANONYMOUS is known for finding people, but I know if any one of my fellow hackers could find her, so could I. But the organization Mem works with is even better, more advanced if the nuggets he's dropped over the years can be believed, and I have no reason not to believe him.

Writer's POV Zach was actually the anonymous client that just finished speaking with Kayla; he decided to make himself anonymous because he doesn't want Kayla to suspect that he is the one helping her to boost her company. At first he was upset because she didn't tell him about starting up a gallery; he had to find out through the social media account she just opened for the gallery, and during the process he thought it would be better to help out rather than staying upset with her because he also wanted to see her go far with something that she really loves.

It was bold and had taunting letters which rread: "REPORT NON HUMANS FOR A CASH REWARD. ANONYMOUS." I froze. My thumb hovered over the screen. The words pulled me in like gravity, and before I knew it, I was tapping the link. The page loaded, showing a slick, professional-looking site. Pictures of strange shadows, blurred creatures, testimonials from so-called “witnesses” who claimed they had been rewarded for their bravery. “This is… unreal,” I muttered. The coincidence was almost too much. Mateo had to know about this, this must have been his angle from the start.

Unable to say another word. Mrs Zara whispered. "This is so sudden and unexpected. Do you have a clue about the anonymous person behind this??" Perl turned to face Mrs Zara, "I think we shouldn't worry about this anonymous person because the footage, pictures, and headlines were published by different media platforms including famous blogs." "Then, what do we do??" Mia screamed, startling the others. All along, she had been quiet, listening to all of the ideas of how her life and career were going down slowly. Her eyes turned red as she stared at Perl. "Or, am I screwed over??"

If anything they would never believe that the information she gave me was anything but true, and looking at the events that had unraveled between Rosalie, her, and myself, I shouldn't either, but I did, I believed her. "The person wishes to remain anonymous." I decided against telling them the truth earning a scoff from both men, it was no surprise they would react like that, if anything, it was somewhat expected. "Dash if you don't tell us who this 'anonymous' person is this search isn't going anywhere." Angelo spoke seriously. "Believe it or not but a lot of people are happy about Rosalie and Cage's disappearance and trust me when I say they would like for it to stay that way."