Unearthed Tv Series Novels & Stories

I could barely continue without choking up. "Addi, are you okay?" Ma asked when everyone left the mausoleum. If anyone here knows how hard it was for me to swallow his absence, it would be my mother. We've been through this together, living with only the two of us since my good father left home and never came back even before Andie and I were born. I nodded. Deep inside, I know I will eventually be okay. "I'll be waiting for you in the car," she added and left me sitting in front of my brother's marble grave next to my grandmother's.

that his man was the main one preventing him from reaching his granddaughter and using her for what she was created for. His freedom and the end of all the filthy non-magic bastards roaming freely in their once paradise. "The children are here with us and provided us with a plan so we know everything will work out. Between their powers and ours, we will finally end this and the worlds will continue on in peace." A woman of color stepped into view next to the tall man almost so close it seemed overly intimate. Had he taught his daughter nothing? The colored are not to be trusted! A mere tool means of achieving the ultimate goal. "I know but what if Frank hasn't actually chosen to come with u

Just a single attachment—an encrypted audio file titled “Not All Truths Stay Buried.” Naomi glanced at Daniel. “This just came in.” He nodded, pulling up a chair beside her. “Open it.” She decrypted the file and hit play. A man's voice crackled through the speakers—clear, confident, and cold. “Naomi has always been too curious for her own good. This message is for her, and anyone else who thinks justice still belongs in courtrooms. Walk away—or watch everything you’ve built-burn, piece by piece.” Then silence.

I asked, his answer confusing me. "I really have no idea, whoever he is, if he is alive, he really did a good job hiding everything about himself," Jeremy answered and I couldn't come up with an explanation. One thing for sure, there is more to this than meets the eye; there was something definitely off about Natalie's expression when I saw the picture. "Okay, just keep digging up till you find more information," I said and hung up after.

A nagging feeling gnawed at me, suggesting that something was amiss. I pulled out my phone and dialed Ethan's number. He picked up after a few rings. "Max, any news?" he asked. "I found her," I replied, my voice strained. "She's pregnant, Ethan. The child is mine." There was a pause on the other end. "Are you sure?" "I can tell. But there’s something off. The investigator’s report was incomplete." Ethan sighed. "I'll see what I can do. Just take it easy for now."

Violet left looking pale. She seemed to be just as unhinged, alternating between laughing and crying randomly at intervals. Samuel returned to the house and carefully cleaned my and Toby's urns. I forgot to mention that he had gone to the funeral home a few days ago and collected our ashes. The urns had accumulated a thick layer of dust, which he meticulously wiped away with a cloth. By now, I could no longer hold onto Toby. He had completely broken free from his earthly ties and could go wherever he wanted. But I was still trapped around Samuel.

"I knew you'd understand, Elsie. Everything I've done has been for our family. It'll all be settled after today. Just wait for me, and we'll live happily ever after!" Feigning a smile, I nodded and hid the micro camera. After Randall left, I reported him to the authorities. Tessa couldn't have children. Why not? She was Randall's former boss who had been fired long ago. What gave her the connections to secure him such a critical role? Why had he kept her in mind for so many years? Randall had more than one mentor who had helped him along the way. Not long after, the camera footage came back. A group of people had been caught in a money and sex exchange. They were busted by the police during

His phone buzzed in his pocket. When he checked the screen, it was a single message: Check Channel 7. Now. He turned as the reporter’s earpiece lit up. Behind him, the live broadcast shifted. Footage of Hollowmere. Mutated bodies. Julian’s final rampage. Evelyn’s last transmission: “If you’re seeing this—we were never supposed to survive.” Damian’s face darkened. The world had just seen behind the curtain. The footage had been running for three hours straight. News anchors across the country tried to make sense of it: deformed figures in glass tanks, blurred faces of scientists, the half-lit corridor where Evelyn bled out while still speaking into her comm. A world that had always whispered

"Take them away." Having committed a major financial crime, Sophia was sentenced to 20 years in prison. On the other hand, Liam's biological father didn't want him, so he ended up at an orphanage. In the blink of an eye, a year had passed. However, James still didn't have Naomi and Celeste by his side. He numbed himself by throwing himself into his work, refusing to take any breaks. One day, he was invited to the AI Summit. When he spotted a familiar name on the technical team name list, his heart seized. He ran his finger over those letters over and over again. It spelled out Naomi Sloane.