The Less People Know About Us Novelas e Histórias

My life is not like others, a life unknown to the human world. Our kind is always around humans and they never know, unless one is mated to one of my kind. Very little is known of our kind and that's how we like it. We reside in packs all across the world, most packs are hidden "off grid" where humans can't normally find us, or they're small towns within the human world, however it's rare for a pack to do that.

What I have learned in this line of work is that those who know little are the ones who often give you the most valuable information. “Whatever you tell me will be good I just know it,” I said trying not to intimidate him so much, I do not need him going blank and forgetting what he wanted to say. I need that information and I need it now. My guys have already intimidated the people downtown by blowing up a nightclub this morning just to give a warning to everyone that we are here and that we are not leaving until we find what we are looking for.

“I didn’t know.” “It’s not public knowledge.” Hardly anyone knows. Kyle knew, of course, but I never even told Chelsea, not all of it. She knew my parents were dead, but she didn’t know I’d never even known them. “Some people would use it to their advantage,” Enzo points out. “A rags-to-riches story, how you came from nothing to build your business. There’s a market for that.” “I want people to do business with me because I’m the best, not because they feel sorry for me.”

She asked, violently continuing to click on the laptop buttons. Ah Lam, who sat on the bed tiredly, replied "No" she didn't know why Fen was so obsessed with the unknown CEO who no one knows about, what so interesting by finding out about that man. He was so secretive about his life that the media couldn't get anything about his personality except his achievement.

As we all walk up onto the stage, everybody grows silent. They all know that this is going to be a big announcement. Many are whispering about babies and the fact that that has to be what this party is all about. What they have not realized yet is that there is so much more to this party than just a baby.

“There were photographers. You’re not exactly unknown. So why hasn’t somebody sent Belle a picture of me married to a vampire lord?” “Because your world receives less information about ours than you think.” Irene frowned. “What does that mean?” “Coven and pack affairs are kept within controlled channels. Some information reaches humans. Most does not unless there is a reason for it to.” “So it’s filtered.” “Yes.” “On purpose.” “Almost always.” Irene thought about her life before him. How little she had known. How normal that ignorance had felt. “So I was right.” “About?” “My family not knowing because they live the way I do. Human life, human news, human problems.” “Yes.” Irene looked at Mr.

“You know who I am. Hell, everyone here knows who I am! People see me walking, and they turn and go the other way!” This time, he didn’t pale or look worried at all. Instead, the shrink bowed his head and wrote on a pad that he had rested on his lap. “It’s not about what I know or what others know, but what you know. So please, humor me and tell me about you.”

I was thankful that I wouldn't have any neighbors who would give me a pity-filled look. Just so you know, the town we live in is a small town with a population of 1700 people. It means everyone here knows everyone. The whole town was aware of my little escapes with Carl. I don't know how it was kept secret from my parents but I'm thankful that they didn't expose anything.

I clasp my hands together. “She has been my brainstorming buddy and she helps me come up with ideas,” I exhale softly and just let myself pour down all the baggage that I have been carrying towards this stranger. It must be true when they say it is easier to talk to people we do not really know. “Little did I know that she has been keeping track of it and publishes the same story under a different name of her own. I found out about it that day.”

It was the only one still lit at this time of night, as it had been the last couple of nights. I knew the two people behind this door were the only ones left in the rundown building in the shady part of town. Speaking of which, the whole of this place seems to be on the wrong side of hell. L.A. looks nothing like the movies, and I can’t wait to get the hell out of here. “I still can’t believe that scoop.” “I know, you’ve been saying it for the last week or so.” “I know, but this is like some once-in-a-lifetime thing. This only happens in the movies. We went from unknown to being at the forefront of this story. Our numbers have gone up and keep going up. Is this for real?”