Invisible Part Novels & Stories

To pay for her mother’s medical expenses, Xena, a human, agrees to become a surrogate for Alpha Dominic—her brother-in-law. Alpha Dominic is cursed to never father an heir with a werewolf—not even his mate, Freya. But with the Alpha King election fast approaching and pressure from the elders mounting, Freya’s desperate desire for a pup finally convinces him to agree to surrogacy. He believes Freya has chosen the right surrogate for him, unaware that the woman who will carry his pup is her human sister. After they sign a blood pact, Xena and Dominic spend their first night trying to conceive. But that night, Alpha Dominic seems to discover something... Will Xena successfully conceive Alph

Visibility became our tool, not our trap. Draven did not appear, but his presence was evident. Patterns of movement shifted without explanation, as if someone orchestrated the landscape from behind the scenes. I understood the lesson he had taught me: influence could move invisibly, and power could ripple quietly through a network that did not need to make noise.

I exhaled a long, tension-filled breath and let my shoulders drop, shaking the rigidity from my body as best I could. I needed a way out of here. Not just out of this room, out of this entire arrangement, preferably without alerting Dominic or Argos or anyone else paying attention to my movements. "Oracle," I asked silently, reaching for the strange entity that had bonded itself to me, "how do I make myself invisible?" “Connect with every part of your cells,” Oracle instructed, the response arriving with characteristic simplicity, as though the answer were obvious. I frowned. "I can actually do that?"

“Evans, come on, go ahead and spill everything.” “So I do not want to seem too forward, but that pattern is common amongst people who are trying to hide tgemself away from the authorities or if they do not want to be found at all.. We tech guys call it, Vanish.” he explained. “And?” “What I am trying to explaining is this, Vanish is a protocol when a person wants to erase himself from the system. It takes a lot of tech work. Whoever did this has been planning it for weeks, if not months… so I did something while searching, I ran a face recognition on the guy, and he wasn't registered in the data base and neither was Ms Maria.” he explained.

Veronica says. Why am I getting deja vu right now? “Why? What happened?” “It is…definitely not my story to tell.” She stood up with her tray walking towards the trash can and Rhea followed. “See you later, Ava.” Why was I such a slow eater?! * “So as after class work, let's all think about two people that we can say we trust wholeheartedly. Next class, we’ll review it.” Mr Hobbs who was the general therapy teacher said.

The smell of burned herbs still clung to my fingers. Even after I scrubbed them raw, the scent stayed. A reminder of what I’d done. Of the curse now clinging to Ivy’s mind like smoke to fabric. It was subtle magic, forbidden and old, something that wouldn’t be traced to me unless someone looked very closely. But no one would. They never did. I was invisible when I wanted to be.

With a heart drumming with joy, I reached out to the file and opened it. I retrieved a white paper inside and stared at it , my gaze scanning on it, grasping the content. The smile on my face faltered, replaced with a deep frown. “Divorce agreement?" I looked up, my brow knotted as confusion flashed in my eyes. Maverick nodded gently and said. “Just like you see. Sign it. I'm quitting the marriage." He simply said, his words hanging in the air. It was as if everything around me froze.

TESSA I felt like a shadow in this place—which, if you think about it, was actually an upgrade. Achievement unlocked: invisibility. Nobody here cared that I existed, and I wasn’t going to complain. Being invisible meant fewer whispers behind my back, fewer pitying glances from relatives who didn’t know what to do with me, and most importantly… fewer chances of running into the people I didn’t want to see. Unfortunately, I still had eyes. And my eyes found him almost immediately.

"You’re still a six-foot-four target with a very recognizable jawline. And I’m still the girl with the billion-dollar blood. We’re not exactly invisible." "Invisible is boring, Iris," he said, slamming the van into park behind a collapsed stone wall near the servant’s entrance. "I’ve always preferred a grand entrance. It makes the 'audit' much more memorable." He climbed into the back, the space suddenly feeling very small as his presence filled it. He didn't have the golden glow in his eyes anymore, but the way he looked at me—dark, intense, and utterly focused—made my skin prickle with a heat that had nothing to do with the mission.

“It is a particular age for a soprano.” “I know.” “You are twenty six.” “I know that too.” Isla did not move, did not shift. “Tell me what invisible feels like.” Vivienne’s throat tightened. She thought about being careful and then decided not to be. “Like being a photograph of yourself,” she said. “Everyone sees who you were. They do not look at what is actually there.” Isla nodded slowly. “And what is actually there?” A long silence. “I do not know,” Vivienne said. “That is the problem. I have been the voice for so long I do not know what is left if the voice goes.”