The One Above Novels & Stories

Nick said when massaging my feet. "Oh, you really mean it when you said next month." "Yes, I told you, just leave it all to your husband." I picked up my tablet to show him a few things I have been browsing through. "What do you think of this baby carrier?" Nick glanced up at it, then behind me.

“Are you alone? If you are, then follow these instructions carefully.” Another text came in. “I see your car. Now step out, don’t be scared. Look straight ahead. You’d see an oak tree. By the side, you’d see some red swings and slides. When you get there, make a left and you’ll find me by the fountain.”

It was beautiful. Opening up the doors, we walk inside to an entrance with a staircase that goes up to the top floors. Above, there is a chandelier hanging from the ceiling, giving the room an almost mystical feel.

Thunder pounds in the sky, and the loud reverberation shakes me to my senses. Pushing myself off him, I side-eye him, wiping my hands on my shorts. He looks away first, pulling himself up out of the mud. I head to my side of the truck and climb in. That was close, way too close. Seconds later he slips in behind the wheel. The radio plays Jake Owen's latest hit "Alone With You."

As the dean of educational and student affairs, my mom had always been strict about me and my brother’s conduct since we were young, keeping records of our every move. Want to eat? Memorize your textbook first. Want to buy stationary? Score full marks at your next test. My brother could never achieve anything, and I was always the one receiving all the rewards. I always thought that my mom treated us fairly. Until the day I was supposed to submit my college application, when my mom said I had to apply for a college of education to get a new phone. When I submitted my application, I saw a bunch of comments flash past my eyes. [This girl is so stupid, thinking that her mom is fair. Her

At twenty-one, she found her fated mate. At twenty-five, he rejected her for political power and wealth. Now, two years later, she has rebuilt what little life she has left among humans, studying to become a teacher and returning to her former pack only for the sister she refuses to abandon. But when the Red River Pack falls under Lycan attack, her quiet survival is shattered. The Alpha is killed, her former mate rises in his place, and she is sacrificed over to the Lycans as a spoil of war. The Lycan Prince recognizes her as his mate. For Lycans, the mate bond is sacred, unbreakable, and fatal to deny. For werewolves, second chances are rare but possible. For Lycan royalty, a wolf mat

Alive. “One…”

The moment the plane touched down, a designated driver was already waiting to take me to the car. "Are you Ms. Cassandra Holt?" A sharply dressed werewolf in a tailored suit walked toward me. "I'm Nathaniel Golding. The company sent me to pick you up." I accepted his business card. "Thank you." "Ms. Holt, I also heard you're expecting. If you need anything at all, just let me know." I stared at him, surprised. He seemed to understand instantly.

“If this isn’t pet care, I have to contact the person who booked the job first to confirm.” Her expression flickered, then she calmed down. “Don’t be nervous. Just help me unpack a few boxes. That’s what errand runners do, right?” Something felt off. The job was listed as pet care, but there was no sign of an animal. The woman kept avoiding the topic. Even stranger: a small security camera in the corner of the room was pointed directly at the entrance and the sofa. I tensed up and stepped back. “Sorry, the job description doesn’t match what’s here. I can’t continue. You can update the order on the app, and I’ll decide if I can take it.”

Her phone kept vibrating, ringing incessantly, and it gave me a headache. Through the ringing, I could hear Crystal's voice on the other end, sweet and obnoxious. After she hung up, she came closer to my bed, as if to explain herself. "Crystal has a concert next month, and she hurt her palm. I can't just hang her out to dry, Linette. Don't worry. Marshall is here to take care of you. I can trust him," she added, but she seemed to realize her own words were hollow. She quickly rushed out of the room.