The No-show Novels & Stories

Shawn pulled out his phone again and opened our chat window. For a moment, I felt a flicker of hope. Jenna’s face turned pale. Her eyes reddened as if she was about to cry. However, Shawn simply blacklisted my number. It felt like I had been thrown into an icy abyss. I was trembling. Shawn said, “There. Now she won’t bother us anymore.” Jenna’s expression brightened. She quickly leaned her head against Shawn’s shoulder and spoke in a soft and delicate voice.

"An unfamiliar loan or credit account on your credit report. An inexplicable denial of credit. Bills for accounts you haven't seen before. An unexpected drop in your credit score. Collections agency calls for overdue accounts you don't have. Missing mail." She thinks intently about what I have just told her and then pulls hard on the collar, wrenching the animal's head around, turning the wheelchair on a tight arc and dragging it growling into the kitchen. I walk back down the hallway and tell Burton what is going on. She tells the armed response to stand down and joins me inside the flat. Sandra Burton and I tried to make sense of Victoria Usheava's rambling answers and bizarre rationalizat

In the next second, her face drained of color, and her lips quivered. After a long moment, she muttered, "Are you resigning just because of this? I was busy at the time and didn't notice I had signed it. It doesn't count." I laughed. "Why not? I followed the procedures. Every step was valid, so why wouldn't it count?" "Because I said so!" Beatrice tried to weasel her way out like before. This time, I didn't let it bother me. I pulled out my phone and said, "Go tell the police that, then."

But this time, convinced she'd finally say yes, I begged and pleaded and dragged every friend I had here to witness our happiness. In the end, I had embarrassed myself in front of them once more. Standing there, I actually felt a flicker of relief. At least it was just a proposal and not an actual wedding. If the bride had walked out for the hundredth time at the altar, we'd both be a joke. I packed everything up with practiced hands, sent each friend home, and went back alone to my empty house. When I unlocked my phone screen, the first thing I saw was Ronald's latest post.

The last thing I wanted was for Drake to run into Chris and start another pointless argument. After sending the message, I turned to Chris and said, "Make sure you show up on the full moon. Lucian won't forgive you if you don't, and I doubt you want things to get ugly. I have somewhere to be. I'm leaving." "Wait! Where are you going?" Chris grabbed my wrist, his eyes bloodshot with desperation. "What do I have to do for you to forgive me?" "Let go of me! Where I go is none of your concern." I was beyond exhausted by his behavior.

“I love events like that.” Clara covered her mouth dramatically. “Haven’t you heard? You’re the lady of the day. Of course, you’re invited.” They all chuckled. Noah’s head tilted slightly, considering. “I might not be able to attend that day. I have a business meeting scheduled on the same day. I doubt I’ll return before the event is over.” Clara frowned slightly, a hint of annoyance flickering across her features. “Don’t you dare.” “I’m sorry, dear. I…”

I asked her as she was standing beside me looking like she wanted to eat his face. “For now, and I agree, we don't want to advertise what we are doing. Is the whole pack here yet?” She looked up at me as she asked. “No, we still have just under half still coming, so, the potential for more is there unfortunately.” I growled at that idea. I saw the man in question look up and then turn and leave, obviously having gotten the message from Marcus.

I need today's meeting to count. I set the phone face up on the bed and waited. The room was quiet. Ten seconds passed then twenty and then the three dots appeared. He was typing.

She quickly offered him her business card. “I want to see how determined you are.” “I'm sorry to end our conversation here, but I have stayed at your home longer than I wanted to, Bianca. Hopefully we shall see each other soon.” Theo said this as he was about to leave when his footsteps were stopped by an announcement. He entered the party hall again. “Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for being here tonight.” Mr. Noah North began scanning the crowd. “This evening is a special occasion for our family.”

Maybe I was just too empty to feel it. My gaze was fixed ahead. My mind was everywhere. Until my phone rang. I flinched slightly. The screen lit up. The hospital number. My heart started beating. Without thinking I answered. "Hello?" "Good morning, Mrs. Sienna?" "Yes this is me." The voice at the end sounded a bit rushed. "Ma'am we would like to inform you that the patient named Noah is currently not in his room." I frowned. "What do you mean?" "The patient has not been in his room since this morning and we suspect he left the hospital without permission."