Mute Stories Novels & Stories

I could choke on it. What about our chat? I used to message her a dozen times a day. Where was our conversation? I scrolled down, my heart aching. Edmund was the only one pinned at the top. Below him were groups within her company, conversations with other executives, and her clients. Then came Awakenist groups, and even a chat with the monastery abbot. I kept scrolling until I reached the very bottom, where my original Discord handle appeared. She hadn't bothered to give me a nickname. Worse, I was the only one muted.

It read: "Go grocery shopping for unavailable items in the house. I'll deal with you if these items are not home by the time I get back from work" I sighed and searched for money or a credit card on the table. But she didn't leave any for me. How am I supposed to pay for these items? I screamed and walked away to my room feeling broken. I looked at the makeup items lying on my sofa. I started applying the foundation and at the same time, releasing a tear. Do you even understand my pain? I mean this is not a life!!! Yes, the scar was gone and that alone made me smile. I went on to apply nude lipstick since it matched my skin color. I had a caramel complexion but, on my back, it was a blend of

Her scalp stung at the force, as her red eyes met the green ones. "When I fucking message-" giving another strong jerk on her scalp he emphasized, "-You. Fucking. Reply. Understood?" She tried to give a nod but being pulled from hairs so strongly she was unable to make a head movement. So instead a meek "yes" was all she managed to utter.

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"They knew what this covenant was doing to us, generation after generation, and they waited anyway for the right one to finally come along." Nobody answered that. The silence that followed felt heavier than anything spoken could have been. "Meaning your cousin Jada," Akira said gently, after a moment, "who took her own life after her rejection. And every other rejected wolf whose story ended before anyone thought to ask why it had to end that way at all."

In the ward, only white curtains stirred in the wind. On the desk lay a signed divorce agreement. Jason stood in the empty ward, crumpling the agreement. His assistant ran in, panting, his forehead beaded with sweat. "Mr. Smith, I already had someone suppress the news, but the audio recording is spreading rapidly." Jason took a deep breath, the panicked look in his eyes fading into condescension. "No need to look for her. Cancel all her supplementary bank cards. The Woods have been relying on their deals with Smith Group to keep their business afloat. She's throwing a fit because she wants me to drive Susan away."

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It was just a single line encapsulated in a little pop-up, but it completely sucker punched me in the gut: You have 1 new message: Ms. A [9:25] : Yeah, something came up. Later tonight?

Tomorrow would bring announcements and celebrations, but in this quiet sanctuary, Alpha Jake, Mara, and Morgana reveled in the intimacy of their shared understanding. As they prepared to leave the office, Alpha Jake spoke, "Tomorrow, we embark on a new chapter. Our love, now official, will be a beacon of strength for the entire pack." Morgana, her gaze holding a mix of pride and foresight, concluded, "May the moonlight bless your union, and may your pack find solace in the unity you exemplify."