The Forgotten Baldacci Novel Novels & Stories

He asks in frustration. “I require a brief pause to refresh myself before I can proceed with the distressing account of Nathalia's experience.” Marzia explains. My heart aches as I recount the tragic tale of my daughter's untimely demise. “It was during their expedition in the dense forest, just a stone's throw away from the cozy cabin they had sought refuge in. Little did they know that this fateful hunt for sustenance would forever alter the course of Nathalia's life. At the tender age of sixteen, she found herself thrust into a world of solitude. Bereft of her loyal wolf companion and devoid of the skills necessary to survive on her own,” Marzia says with tears falling down her face.

But the podium in the middle was empty, like the book which stood there was taken. I look over at Colby confused, he only shrugs his shoulders telling me he didn’t have a clue where the other book could be. I take a step closer to the podiums to see what books were left, perhaps that could give us an idea of what the book missing could be called. On the first podium sat a reddish colour book, it was very dusty which tells me no one had picked it up in years to read. I reach over and wipe some of the dust from the cover, this revealing the title. “The Forgotten Truth”.

The city lights glittered beyond the tall windows, but his thoughts were far from the skyline. Xueqin Yan. The name echoed in his mind, stirring memories he had buried deep. Childhood laughter, promises whispered in innocence, the sound of running footsteps in sunlit gardens. He remembered Jacyn’s small voice, teary-eyed, calling out, “Big Brother Yan! Don’t forget me when you get there.” But time had passed. And she had forgotten. Perhaps that was a mercy. Liam poured himself a glass of whiskey, the amber liquid catching the light. He thought of Jacyn now — her giggles in the sterile lobby, her teasing interruptions in his office, the way she made him smile when no one else could. She was h

Is an answer I didn't know I had. "Forget what?" The brown-haired girl queries as we both inspect everything else but each other. "Forget that he has a sinister past. That he murdered his parents. Including a lot more people. As well as him being immortal and that he's genetically modified. Maybe that huh?" I answer finally sitting up and watching her reaction.

I continued down the hall to Aunt Darla's office when I heard a name I had not heard in six years. One that made my blood run cold. The name I had heard sounded too familiar to push aside. I paused by the door, my fingers trembling as I reached for the door handle. “Belmont?” My voice managed as I pushed the door open, the resolve in my heart hardening. “Alicia, it's not important to take the job.” Aunt Darla started and my face scrunched up in confusion. “Job?” Her eyes moved to Zach's face momentarily then drops to the paper on the table before lifting it to mine.

Axel sighed and rubbed his forehead. "I do have money," he said firmly. "And I have a lot more to offer. What do you want? Security? Access? Legal protection? Shares?" "None of that means anything if it all comes from the Windsor family. It's just connections and facilities from your family." Which were completely useless for helping me hide from them. "Maybe you'll need them in the future. Here's what I'll do: I'll pay you the same amount you received as Jasper's wife."

"Do they not realize that Lady Amethyst is my cousin by marriage? That her husband Isaac is my cousin. His mother and mine are sister's. I realize that Anton is my Father's uncle, but I will have no part in this, this...debacle that he and his mad son are planning. When we send Greta, you will be her escort and I will send a letter to Lord Isaac and to Tomias the village Elder. We cannot allow history to repeat itself!" Unaware inside the cabin, a small unusual bird-like creature sat on a branch listening. When it had heard enough, it flew off silently to warn it's master of the coming state of affairs.

Aunt Lindy’s gaze remained sharp and suspicious. “I only wanted to make a small garden here, at the back of the mansion,” Aeliana said calmly. Aunt Lindy’s mouth fell open again, disbelief clear in her expression. “I just felt bored inside,” Aeliana added softly, “so I thought I’d start a garden.” “How did you know where the machete was kept?” Aunt Lindy asked, her voice tense, her eyes still filled with suspicion. That question struck Aeliana still. Indeed—how did she know? How did she know there was a storage room at the back of the mansion at all? She had simply gone there instinctively, her body moving as though it remembered something her mind could not.

What kind of sick bastard is he? "Five today, the countdown begins. What does that mean? He's counting down from five, so what five days?" I ask while reading it once more. "What happens on the last day? She wakes up? Then what? That's ten more children!" I ramble out frantically as a low growls rumbles through my chest. "I think that's exactly what it means son" my father places his hand on my shoulder as he takes the letter from me. "We can't let this happen" Alpha Nico snaps "Carn cannot get away with this again! Too many innocent lives have been lost at his hand, I will not let him take the lives of anymore!" As he growls and shifts, letting Cyrus take charge

"I was still young then like you but your story has been told to every fairy in our realm because your parents, the Queen and King, tried to look for you, in the Fairy Realms. They never thought that Aldar and Melandra will not be able to tell them where they hid you. They were both left unconscious when they faced Alirion.” Caspian pauses after something crossed his mind. He stares at Princess Aria with a devastated expression. “It was meant to be kept as a secret so Alirion cannot reach you if our realm perishes, along with our Queen and King.” “You are a secret, the forgotten secret kept by Aldar and Melandra, all these years. This changes everything!" Caspian finishes his explanations wi