Oneshot Novels & Stories

Now, it seemed like nothing more than me being silly and sentimental. "The tattoo is faded and a little blurry from the skin being soaked in water for so long, but the outline is still discernible." The coroner carefully turned the wrist over. Timothy's initials were right there. Chad's body swayed violently. He was the only one who knew this secret. One year at the full moon festival, I got drunk. I hugged him and cried, rolling up my sleeve to show him the tattoo. "Chad, look! I tattooed his name here. Does that mean we'll never be apart?"

*]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-[calc(var(--header-height)+min(200px,max(70px,20svh)))]" dir="auto" data-turn-id="request-69b576b5-7edc-8327-acba-e40f0de7316b-2" data-testid="conversation-turn-64" data-scroll-anchor="true" data-turn="assistant"> Hailey POV The ocean does not surge. It listens. The surface stays calm, almost unnaturally still, but the tremor beneath it deepens. Not a quake. Not a wave.

Why would you wanna keep a mentally unstable woman as your Luna? "Watch it!" Marcus was shaking with anger, but we were still in the administrative building. Mindful of his Alpha status, he forced himself to swallow it down. Noelle tilted her head, thinking for a moment. Then her eyes lit up. "Dad, if you sever your mate bond with Mom, that means you can have a bonding ceremony with Aunt Clara!" "That's great!" Rowan chimed in. "Mom, hurry up and leave. We want Aunt Clara to be our new mom!"

I state turning back around. I fish out my phone and turn on the camera “Smile Angela” I take the shot. “You can send that to Auntie Claudia” I state sending it to her direct messages. “She would be needing that” I walk into my house and shut the door behind me. I sigh Finally, some peace and quiet.

*Permiton* *Several Days Ago* We stand on the edge of the shoreline, and the visions attack me, sharp and violent. Each image is simply a possibility, a road that will unfurl depending on what decision we make. River and Brook stand by the water, each trying to conjure a narwhal-pulled ferry, but they’re wasting their energy. It will not come for them; they’ve been exiled. The moment the decree was made, every living organism in this country turned against them.

she said. Vaeron said nothing. But something in his chest cracked and he whispered: “She’s remembering who she is.” Deep in the Deadwood, they howl without sky. No moons. No law. Outcasts among outcasts. I came to them bleeding. They laughed, they bared teeth. But when I spoke, the ground trembled. And they bowed. “Luna of No One,” they said and gave me their dead. The night was quiet. Too quiet. Seris struck while I slept. No blade. Just words.

Ash nods too, “Sounds good.” She walks up to the blackboard and writes on the other side, away from the other scores. ‘Ash – ten shots single target – ninety-nine’ then under that, ‘Kai – ten shots single target – one hundred’ He smiles, punching Ash in the shoulder, “One point in it. Not bad.”

None of it seemed to matter. Because whatever had happened— Had already happened. Then one screen changed. Just one. A single monitor. Positioned at the far side of the room. Nobody noticed at first. Except Ophelia. A single line

This is someone else. A figure steps into the doorway, their silhouette tall and menacing, a silenced pistol gleaming in their hand. Before I can react, a cold voice whispers, “You’re not the only one hunting, Anderson.” The gun rises, aimed at my chest, and a single shot rings out, the sound muffled but deafening in the silent night. Who fired, and am I the target or just collateral in a larger game?

After five years of hurting each other, I was finally tired of Aiden Russell. Five years ago, I finally brought down the biggest drug lord in the Walled City and avenged my father, Paul Chadwick, who had died in the line of duty. But Aiden refused to let the drug lord's daughter, Naomi Siddall, die. He even threatened to take his own life just to force me to agree. After the operation, Aiden brought Naomi back to our home. From that day on, we never stopped hurting each other. Once, I held a knife to Naomi's throat. Aiden immediately pointed his gun at me without hesitation. When I threw away Naomi's medicine, Aiden stripped me and threw me out into the freezing snow. Then one day, Naomi tim