Unknown Among Us Novels & Stories

he said. "You were," Sebestian confirmed. 'I'm an Alpha. I can't go into shock." "You're a person with felling's too. It's changed more than your ability." "Did you know that I could go into shock?" "No, we don't have a Alpha handbook or any good sources to know the exact details, so we've just decided to be prepared for anything." "Oh," Alec said numbly. "I'm going to fix you something to dunk the cookies in." "You don't have to-"

The way it always did when something terrible finally started making sense. --- "No." Rae looked at him. "What?" Noah stared at the projection. At the architecture. At the ghost of Jasper hidden inside it. Then he spoke quietly. --- "We've been asking the wrong question." --- Dani looked up. --- "Noah..." --- He pointed toward the UNKNOWN designation. Toward the only name they couldn't identify. --- "Everyone assumes we're looking for ShieldZero." --- Silence. --- Then: --- "What if ShieldZero isn't the subject being evaluated?"

I frown. My phone beeped. A new message. UNKNOWN: I am coming for you.

Tomorrow loomed over me like a storm cloud, dark and inevitable. My phone buzzed. I glanced at it, expecting maybe Talia, Instead, it was a notification from an unknown number. UNKNOWN: Good luck at the panel tomorrow. Hope the truth survives. My blood ran cold and another message came through immediately after. UNKNOWN: Some secrets don’t. I sat up immediately, heart pounding, fingers numb as I stared at the screen realizing, with terrifying clarity, that this was far from over. These girls were planning something else.

, “ im going to get you little wolf “ , the rain pouring snapped me out of it leaving me questioning everything , all my life I thought that was a dream but her scent was so familiar , could it be her ? . I mind linked Nate “ find everything you can on an Ayla Ivory “ The humm of servers was the only sound in the hotel room , Nate my beta stood beside me scrolling through hacked human records , and Luna registry’s projected onto the wall . “ it’s like she didn’t exist before she was eight “ he muttered , “ No school files , no medical data , nothing just a fake adoption record leading to a dead woman “ I clenched my jaw “ someone went to a lot of trouble to hide her “ . The image on the scre

I looked up instantly. Please let that be him. Only player 0521.

Caleb’s POV As I lay on the bed, holding my wife close, everything that happened earlier kept replaying in my head. That child’s face, his voice and the way he stood there without fear when claimed he was Eli. Not just that. He described things no one else knew. Things that happened before Eli died and the private conversation we both had on the phone before he died. How could a stranger know those things? And the most disturbing part is that, knew my name.

The room became silent. "What about it?" Jason asked. Thomas swallowed, "We found the registration." Alex stood instantly. "Whose is it?" Another pause. Then…."The black vehicle is registered under Zenith's name." The room exploded. "What?" "No way." "You're kidding." Jason was the first to recover. "Which Zenith?" Thomas looked at him. "The same Zenith we all know." He turned the system showing then his picture. Everyone stood in surprise. The words landed like a bomb.

The name Kadara Aimo means "unknown." Spanning three generations, it carries an enigmatic legacy and substantial wealth. Yet, behind this veil of affluence lies a poignant history. Mr. Alan Kadara Aimo, a towering presence in the family, died just four years after Lucy’s birthday. Unlike her siblings, Lucy barely knew her father. David, William, and Lucy represent the fourth generation of the Kadara Aimo lineage. David is cool-headed and understanding; William is rebellious and hot-headed; and Lucy is simply unusual.

Unlocking it, I tapped on the notification: Unknown. We need to talk. I frowned. We? Me. Who are you?. Unknown. Your question will be answered when we meet. Me. Fine. Where do we meet? Unknown. Muchita's café. Me. Be there in five. I wonder who this stranger is. I'm sure they know me somehow, for them to know my number. I'm always conscious of who I gave my number to. That was why I had two numbers. One private and one personal and this person messages me through my private number which I gave to my close friends and dad.