The Whole Truth Baldacci Novels & Stories

Dalton lowered his head immediately. Roderick chuckled, the sound scraping like gravel. “Even your shadow questions you.” “I don’t need shadows,” I said. “I need truth. And you will give it to me.” He leaned against the bars, close enough that his chains rattled. His voice dropped, conspiratorial. “Truth, Alpha? Do you even want it? The truth is messy. The truth makes enemies of friends and tears open the seams of your perfect little world. What will you do when your mate stands on the wrong side of it?”

On New Year's Eve, Gwen Hurst and I attended a reunion with our old classmates. After several rounds of drinks, someone suggested a game of Truth or Dare. Gwen was the first to lose and drew Truth. "What was your biggest regret when it came to love?" She answered without hesitation, but her gaze kept drifting toward her first love, Nikolas Stratton, who was sitting nearby. "My greatest regret was not ending up with the person I loved most. Instead, I married my backup and settled for a life of compromise." The room erupted in shock. Everyone thought I would storm out in anger, but I only smiled and gestured for the game to continue. When it was my turn, the question became, "Have you ev

Bruce sighed, “You are soft hearted.” “Really?” I asked, staring at him. “If you ask me, I think I am being logical right now. Do you seriously think Baldwin will fall if Kenzie reveals their arson plot?” There was no response from Baldwin. I continued, my voice higher this time, “We are talking about Baldwin McAllen here. He has everyone on his payroll. Politicians, the police, the prosecutors, the judges, everyone in every important circle. Do you really think a man like that would crumble because of mere arson? You would be naive to believe that.”

“You came back and didn’t tell me. You broke into the house. You stole files. And now the FBI is telling me that everything I have—everything I thought I worked for—was bought with blood.” Her voice cracked. “Luca, I need the truth. All of it. Because I’m drowning.” She ended the call and dropped onto the couch, burying her hands in her hair. The business card stared up at her like a trap. Or a lifeline. Or both. --- In Geneva, Luca listened to the voicemail with Ethan standing beside him. Elena’s voice—shaking, furious, hurt—filled the apartment. When it ended, Luca looked like someone had cut him open.

“He’s lucky to have you.” The tension in the room was palpable, though Jeremy seemed oblivious to it. He gestured for everyone to sit, and the meal began. The first course was a delicate seafood salad, its flavors bright and refreshing, but the conversation was anything but. Bala dominated much of it, her stories vivid and engaging, her laughter filling the room. She spoke of her work as a private investigator, her adopted twins in Malibu, and her observations about the state of the Cali empire. Elena listened quietly, her sharp mind working to piece together the puzzle that was Bala Highcenter.

She couldn’t tear her gaze away from the page, her mind racing to process the incredible truth that unfolded before her. The room felt suffocating as she continued to read, her breath catching in her throat. The words on the paper revealed a secret that had been kept from her since birth—a hidden identity entwined with the dark underbelly of Los Angeles. She was the daughter of one of the wealthiest mafia families, an heir to a vast empire. The truth unraveled the tapestry of her existence, leaving her feeling unmoored and questioning everything she had ever known. Damien’s betrayal cut deep. How could he keep such profound knowledge from her, the woman he professed to love? Anger ignited wi

The phone on my desk sat quiet, yet I stared at it as if it might buzz again— as if my ex-husband’s voice, or that stranger’s, might cut through the quiet and drag me deeper into the web. My hand hovered over it, not to dial, but simply to steady myself. Several days ago, Claus had asked if my mother had been tied to HAB. Two days later, Victoria told me that truth doesn’t break us—it only shows that we were already broken. And today, a stranger had introduced another name into the mystery I was still trying to untangle: Victor Boaz. The threads were tightening—past and present, personal and political, betrayal and truth— and whether I wanted to or not, I was standing at the center of the we

Dakoda, I whisper to my sister and hold up the box. “Oh, them lying asses.” Dakoda says in a laugh.” 🙈🙉🙊 The next day, we explore the Bahamas with a tour guide so we wouldn’t get lost. The tour guide takes us to the little tropical island. We take turns holding and taking pictures with the exotic birds, then move on to the cute and sweet little monkeys - until they steal something. One of them stole Kai’s wallet right out of his back pocket and he didn’t even notice it was gone until the monkey waved it right in front of his face.

Jay Buster is really skillful with the guns and according to Jake,he is as swift as a moving bullet when it comes to shooting. Billy,Billy Rorschach,the one with the connections as regards housing and locations. His agency covered almost 95% of housing in Bronx city. He knows every hiding spot and every resident in the city. If you need a safe hideout,Billy is the number one person who could help out. In fact,all of them are all dangerous. Anna is Jake’s P.A and the informant. The pretty,tall brunette with a model-like figure. She gets all the informations and she’s very loyal to him.

He went to the bathroom and suddenly the wall blow up like some big guy came and smashed the wall. They fired bullets on Andrei, but it didn’t bother him. He continued running fast that no one managed to chased him. He got lost into the woods. “How did it happened Uncle? It was so sudden.” “He’s got something, Darren. You better investigate yourself so you would understand what I mean,” “Something? What kind?” Uncle whispered on the phone. “He’s naked.” “That’s impossible. Did you get a video of him?” “We didn’t. It happened so fast.”