Nine Film Novels & Stories

99 Successful Operation…

“I’d rather keep the transactions private because this argument over money between sisters is getting out of hand. “Macie, you have no appreciation for what I’m trying to do here. “You’ve gained a lot more than Summer. Yet you’re clutching to your purse, refusing to share even a dime with her. I’m so disappointed in you.” Given Susan’s expression and tone, I would’ve been taken in if I hadn’t known the truth. I retrieved the phone with the cracked screen from the ground. It wouldn’t turn on at all. Susan silently let out a sigh of relief. She seemed to think that I couldn’t verify the numbers on my damaged phone. Calm and collected, I pulled out a stack of papers from my bag. Susan’s face tu

I looked between them, my confusion growing stronger by the second. “What thing? What are you talking about now, Elena? Stop speaking in riddles and tell me directly what this is all about so I can understand.” Elena turned to me with a cold smile spreading slowly across her face. “The ninety nine-day contract has a secret clause that very few people know about." She crossed her arms. "

“Who are you talking to? That cousin again, or someone I don’t know?” I had just finished confirming my flight. I locked the screen. “I was reading the news.” His face darkened even more. He snatched the phone from my hand and demanded the passcode. “Our anniversary,” I said. Nine years together. Six simple digits. He entered them once. Then again. Then a third time. The phone stayed locked in his hand. By the time we returned to Blackthorn House, neither of us had spoken another word. The car had barely stopped before he helped Lyra upstairs, one arm wrapped around her waist as if she might break.

When I finally called him out, he pulled me close and whispered: "Babe, you're the only one I love. She's just a thrill—something to shake up the routine. Once I'm done, I'll come back. You're my Luna, my forever. So be generous, yeah?" It wrecked me. My wolf howled. No air. No thoughts. Just pain. I wanted to walk away. But I couldn't unlove him—not after everything we were. So I dug out the ninety-nine love letters he wrote me—and made a choice. I'd forgive him. Ninety-nine times. Every time he crushed me, I'd burn one. And when I torched the last? I'd be gone. Tonight, I lit number ninety-seven. Watched his words burn, thinking, 'Only two left, Brian.'

I snapped. Leticia must have been late. She wanted to marry me so badly. She would not miss the wedding. Where was she? Why had she disappeared? What had happened? The chapel bell struck one. The low tolling sounded like a dull knife cutting into my chest. Leticia did not come. The whispers had turned into open ridicule. I heard every word. Don Colombo was played by a woman. The Buono Principessa finally woke up. Serves him right.

Adrian's breathing became shallow. His eyes reached the final line. Never allow anyone to assemble the Ninth Cipher. If the Ninth Cipher is completed... History will not change. It will be erased. Before he could process those words... His phone rang. Unknown Number. He answered. Silence. Then a calm male voice spoke. "We've been waiting for you, Dr. Vale." The line disconnected. At that exact moment, every television in the apartment turned on by itself. Every screen showed the same image. A black background.

He asked turning to Clyde. “You just shot that man nine times as a way of... “ Clyde trailed off as Damien shot the dead man again. “Now it's ten, a better number.” He replied and walked out of the room, Clyde rolled his eyes and followed him. “The fact that you don't want to do anything makes me bothered.” “Good for you.” Damien replied. “Damien, it's... “ “Clyde come on, we have better things to deal with, the Traids and that fucked up agency in Russia after me and you really want me to care about a wedding right now?”

“In your eyes, I was never truly your fiancée. I was your secretary, your nanny, and your emotional punching bag. Whenever you needed me, you called for me. Whenever you didn’t, you pushed me away. “You could hold another woman in your arms and feed her drinks at parties while completely ignoring me with a fever. You could cancel our wedding because Gianna said her stomach hurt once, yet you could never remember the promises you made to me. “You don’t remember the times I blocked bullets for you, took the blame for you, or endured humiliation for you. The only things you remember are that I was controlling, overly sensitive, and unreasonable. “Eight years together, and you canceled our weddi

“Come on, this is a joyous day! Mia, let’s wish the Alpha a happy birthday and a wonderful life together with his Luna.” Leonard’s voice was bright and loud, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere. When I stayed silent, he looked at me again over his glass and mouthed, “You can use a forgiveness coupon.” Back then, Leonard had asked me to be his Mate 98 times, and I had rejected him 98 times. I thought he would give up, but he summoned all the werewolves in the pack for the 99th time and got on his knees, swearing to the Moon Goddess,