Ultimate Note Novels & Stories

My suspicion is increased when she pulls a note from the folds of her dress and hands it to me, her expression serious. “Read it,” she says, watching me closely. I take the note and unfold it, my eyes scanning over the words. Once I see the signature at the bottom, I have to read it several more times to fully understand. It’s a warning, a plea, a flimsy explanation for his actions. He claims he’s coming, that he didn’t betray us, and that we need to listen to him if we want to survive. The words feel hollow, like a badly rehearsed excuse. I crumple the parchment in my fist, barely restraining my anger.

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My eyes met with my favorite pistol; the one I always take when I'm out doing my work. But where is it coming from? I never brought it. There was a note under it so I took it and read what was written. It says, *This is you. And you'll soon be back to being you. Hope you didn't forget* Okay, so this is it. Yolando is really here. He's probably watching me now, planning ways to torture me. The thought sent chills all over me and I began to sweat unusually. My heart was beating to the extent I felt I might explode.

Near evening the secondary channel carried a short message from Elias. The outside party has acknowledged the formal closure of the residual claim. No further legal approach is expected at this time. Residual network activity remains near zero. Standard caution remains in effect. Separate note: the party’s acknowledgment included a reference to the same historical date previously cited. The reference was incidental in form. It was not incidental in meaning. They still want us to know that they remember. Kael read it and looked at me. Draven closed the channel. The claim was closed. The memory was not.

In realization to this, Marianne decided to eat a little. "Sir, Pedro our tech guy is on the phone, says that he may have a lead but he would like to talk to you," one of the body guards said. Before her father could walk away, she stopped him and demanded that the guy should be put on loud speaker because she deserved to hear what he had to say.

"I don't have a Bible." A sly smirk pulls at his lips. "Naughty girl," he whispers. "Now, let's go through my rules," he grabs a notebook off my end table. The cover of it displaying a middle finger, and he flips it to a blank page. Using his teeth, he pulls the cap off the pen. "What about my rules," I ask, not entirely sure what my rules would consist of, but I should have rules. I need rules. Damn, I have to come up with some rules.

I tested him, I needed to hear more benefits of this Zenith, why was it so praised if it couldn’t cause euphoria and it could give you cancer “Well William, my princess here told me about your research on your cure for cancer, and I’m ready to bet a million dollar that this drug would be a game changer for you” “It seems so” I mutteres “Thank you for the gift Mr. Carter” I accepted heartily The made closed the box and handed it over to me, I took it, opened it and studied it carefully, the vile was black and the liquid was also dark, it took some keen site to understand something was floating in the bottle, satisfied with my observation I closed the box, dropping it cosily by my side. “Here

When I just got out of rehab, I saw a parked Audi. This luxury car appeared out of place next to the small rehab center. I glanced at it and was about to leave. The person who got out of the car called me. It was Mark. He looked more mature than three years ago. But I only took one glance at him.. My teacher at the rehab said it was impolite to stare at others, especially someone you liked. Having spent three years at the rehab, I had been completely brainwashed by teachers there.

She eyed the package with suspicion as she approached. The package was plain and unadorned, wrapped in brown paper and sealed with plain tape. Lena’s pulse quickened as she carefully peeled back the wrapping. Inside, she found a small, unassuming USB drive and a note written in a neat, almost clinical handwriting. The note read: "The truth is closer than you think."

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