Tell No One Novels & Stories

It looked like he hadn't slept in days. "Beta Chris, are you looking for my brother?" "Why didn't you answer my calls?" We spoke in unison. Hearing the frustration and anger in his tone, I composed myself and smiled lightly. "My phone was off, so I didn't notice. What do you need from me? Oh, right. I just remembered—we still haven't set a date to sever our mate bond." "Fiora, how long are you going to keep being angry with me?"

And said it out loud, to no one. “...I’ll do it

"Yes." "And to this day," Enzo droned on with another scowl, "you never told anyone else? That he did that to you?" "No." I pressed my cheek onto his arm. I tried to hug him but he didn't budge. "I mean, apart from his parents, Cloe, Ricchar, and Nicco...I don't think anyone else knows." Enzo scoffed loudly after an awkward silence, then shook his head while his fist clenched between his thighs. "Not even your mom." "No." "Why not?" "No. We shouldn't tell them. Just for now. Please, love?" ◇

“I won’t be able to live with myself unless I talk to him and tell him it’s over between us.” Nox rubbed his eyes before pinching the bridge of his nose. I added, “I can’t let him get into this thing with Kolton just to get me back when I don’t even want him anymore. It’s not fair.” “Alright,” Nox sighed. “Okay.” “So, how do we do this?” “We can’t arrange a meeting for you to tell him this face to face,” he informed me. “I suppose I could try to find his number. You can give him a call from an unknown location with an unregistered number.”

“I think I want to take my time telling them. I haven’t told them about my orientation yet so I have to see when I can bring that up before explaining that you’re my partner. And everything else is also something you should decide as well; like if you want them to know.” I looked down as I stepped forward to take my turn, “I don’t know how to tell people about what happened or tell them about me. As I said, my dad had me believe that I deal with my problems so I never was open to anyone so it’s been hard getting used to it since I’ve only been opened with you.” “It's always up to you on who you want to tell about your life,” Elliot said as he took his turn after I was done and made it into t

he confirms with Brook. “I’ll find him,” Brook says. “I swear I will.” My jaw tightens. “Great,” I say impatiently, grabbing for my sword. “I’ll tell Maerilee he’s alive and we’ll go after him.” But before I reach the door, Brook speaks again, his voice commanding. “Wait.” I turn back. His eyes meet mine. “We can’t tell her,” he says gravely. “If, for some reason, we can’t save him, it’ll kill her. If we’re going to do this, we can’t say anything to her until we’re sure we’ve succeeded.”

But Damien couldn't hear a thing. His eyes were hollow as he stumbled out of the room. A tidal wave of regret threatened to drown him. If only he hadn't listened to their damn lies last night. If only he had immediately gathered the money and bought her out. She wouldn't have died. But fate offered no such second chances. Just then, Damien received an urgent message from his Beta. "Alpha, something terrible has happened! I've just discovered the truth." "Selene never participated in any spellbook auction last night! It was a setup she arranged with the black market!"

I lowered my head shyly, trying to focus on my meal. The TV in the background was still on, tuned to a news channel. [Baxter Group CEO, Jonathan Baxter, Announces Permanent Retreat to Contemplative Life.] Before the segment could finish, James asked the housekeeper to mute the sound. He usually didn't react so strongly to reminders of my past. His sharpness today took me aback. "You…" I started. "Just eat," he said, a clear edge in his voice.

It’s been a week since my little rendezvous in the woods and my um, bedroom. I have successfully managed to avoid both Colin and Luke this entire time, which was not easy. My mom and the Luna convinced Alpha Lawrence to tell the principal of our school I would be missing an entire week.

After deciding to leave, I went to the Blacknight Pack's municipal office to submit my withdrawal application. "Ms. Holt," the clerk said carefully, "once you leave the pack, you'll lose all pack protection and will never be allowed to rejoin. Are you sure about this?" "I'm sure." When I stepped out of the building, a notification popped up on Instagram. "Thank you for being there for me when I'm at my weakest!" The photo beneath it showed the snowy scenery of Bhador and Mason wrapping a scarf around Eira.