Uninvited Novels & Stories

Nick hadn't even told Byron what was bothering Jeremy, which made him the perfect confidante. Turned out Nick had known Byron for years. Byron had invited Nick to join their pack, but the pretty man refused. He chose to become a rogue. But, unlike the rogues who gathered together as a pack, Nick admitted he preferred to roam alone. But he had once been part of a pack too. It was just that his former Alpha and other wolves had rejected him because of his sexual orientation and outspoken nature. Nick had no choice but to leave the pack and become a rogue.

"And if I were to get involved in the project as an outsider, who would be held accountable should something go wrong?" Don Costa was stunned. Clearly, he hadn't considered these issues. He quickly recovered and said, "You can reapply to rejoin the family right now." I shook my head. "Rejoining takes time, and the meeting with the Messina family is tomorrow. Besides, after kicking me out of the family, do you really think I'd come back just because of a few nice words?" Don Costa's expression darkened, his voice turning colder. "Camilla Vitale, don't push it! The family has nurtured you for five years, yet this is the attitude you show right when we need you the most?"

Marcus I was stunned by the list of people from my pack that signed up to join the human army. Most of the people that signed up were people on our side of the fence. Significantly few people from the outside pack signed up. It was amazing to see how ungrateful the people on our side were. The outer packs had experienced human cruelty first-hand. They were obviously on high alert. They were barely up to fifty that signed up from those packs. The rest were from my territory. It was time to go to the Eclipse pack and make some moves.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, A very warm good morning to everyone present here. I am highly honored to be a part of the Annual Bright and Shine Program. A special thanks to all the guests, reporters and DOCTORS who having come all way long to attend this event. A very big applause to the managing committee and VARIOUS ORGANIZERS who did their job with so much sincerity. Last but not the least, the security guards who was standing in the hot sun and verifying people's identity to make sure NO INTRUDERS or UNINVITED PEOPLE enter. You all have done a great job to make this event a grand success yet again. Thank you all!" His eyes was directed straight towards me with a

" What takes place if someone extends an invitation to you but later decides not to accept it? They have the ability to withdraw the invitation.

Yuck! "Taxi!!" I called out

After Charles and I talked, I immediately opened my F******k. There were some notifications but I ignored them. I just looked for the invitation to our reunion. And true enough there is. I clicked it. I saw that almost everyone will come, the others are maybe but no one chose the not joining choice. I browse who's going. I saw Jester and Rachel's name using Jester's surname. I felt a pain in my heart. Suddenly my heart beat faster. I'm nervous.

On the other hand, Evan walked to Airina. He seemed problematic and spoke in glum. “I feel like I was scammed because of his uncalled surprise.” Airina nodded her head, “Don’t even let me start.” “Oh, and by the way—” “Oh my, a graduation celebration and I am not invited?” Suddenly, another voice came out of nowhere. Everyone turned to the entrance and could only frown. Airina stepped forward. “Nicole? Another uninvited person? Did you two talk over it on the phone?”

Uninvited, the way he always did lately. Six years. Six years and he couldn’t even pick up the phone. Not one call. Not one message. Not even a cowardly text at two in the morning saying I’m sorry, I chose someone else. Nothing. Just silence and a wedding invitation that found its way to the internet before it found its way to me. I swallowed hard and looked back down at the terms. No emotions attached. No intimacy. Separate rooms. No interference in personal matters. Public appearances maintained. I read each one slowly. Carefully. Like the words might shift if I stared at them long enough and revealed something kinder underneath.

I say " Well, I got it on your social media. I just typed your name on I*******m and I saw you so I copied your number and texted you. " she says " I and the other guys are holding a reunion party tomorrow night at a casino so I decided to invite you " she adds " Thanks but I'm not really up for parties, not my thing," I say declining her offer. " As usual Danielle is the party pooper," she says . " excuse me, " I ask her.