Trueanon Reading List Novels & Stories

I read out loud as I open one of them. Aliya stiffens, “What did you just say?” “It’s written here,” I hold up the book, pointing at a page.” She snatches it from me, her face pale. Then she tosses the book down and looks through the other journals, opening them and then throwing them aside, “It’s all over. Your pack was associated with the Order of Eternity?” There is horror in her voice, the kind I’ve never heard of before. “What?” I glance at Lucas. “I don’t know. This is the first time I’ve heard of this thing. What is it?”

John would be furious. Vivian was Perry and Julie Macabe's oldest daughter, she had her mother's eyes of honey and her father's dark hair and olive skin. Even at the young age of seventeen, she had womanly curves. Vivian was not held captive by the social expectations of her day, much to her family's chagrin. Vince was not her first lover; her former lover had been Vince's best friend, Devon Parish. When Devon had started seeing another young girl from town named Jessica, Vince had merely to fix her with his dazzling hazel eyes and she was his.

I want to know how they reacted to it. I sit by a candle to illuminate the words. It somehow feels nicer that way. It feels calmer, like I have more control. It feels like I’m undertaking a sacred mission. And in a way, I am. Then, I find something that catches my attention. I read over it. It seems almost too good to be true. But it is true. I pour over all the words, falling upon the most perfect answer. I wonder if Raphael knows. I wonder if anyone in the pack knows.

“I’m certain you wish we were, but I believe you know in your heart we’re telling you the truth, North. No doubt, it resonates within you, awakening knowledge you’ve possessed all along, but remained oblivious to until this moment.” She wanted to deny his words, but that was exactly how it felt. It was like a cross between an epiphany and a memory, and the more she accepted of what they had told her, the easier it was to believe it all. “Are they really after me?” He arched a shaggy white brow. “The Allises and Douglas?” At her nod, he nodded too. “Their entire group as well. There are also others out there who would seek to exploit your power, North. When they get hold of people like you, t

“Do it.” She tapped the tablet—press release already drafted and ready. Scanned pages of the contract appeared on the screen: highlighted sections showing no conjugal rights, business purpose only, mutual dissolution. Her statement followed—measured, unflinching, the voice of a woman who had run empires: “The marriage to Damien Vale was contractual, non-romantic, for business stability. It ended amicably months ago. My son Martin Ostin’s relationship with Mr. Vale is personal and consensual. Any suggestion of impropriety is false. We ask for privacy during this time.”

I was about to say something when someone yelled. "D-did Camron j-just smile?" Sanchez asked with his mouth open, "I-think I-h-have a fever." He then took Kenny's hand and put it on his forehead. Kenny then started to check his head and said, "No, brother, your head seems fine, but we'll get Al to check you anyway." Raul rolled his eyes, but then Gabriel continued, "You made him smile. Oh my god, Dad, our sister is a witch; she made Camron smile. Hell froze, oh my god." He pretended to faint and fall on Pedro. Pedro grumbled and slapped the back of Gabriel's head and muttered, 'fucking idiot'. To which Barry said, "Language." Pedro smiled at him sheepishly.