Unravel Me Novels & Stories

I curled up on the couch, phone clenched in my hand, willing my pulse to slow down. Then it buzzed. Unknown Number. > Don’t be afraid. I only want to see the real you. I dropped the phone like it was a live wire. How did he get my number? I hadn’t listed it anywhere. Not in my profile, not in any chats. My cam identity was walled off from everything else in my life. It was supposed to be untouchable. Untraceable. And yet… Here he was. Inside my phone. Inside me. I picked it back up slowly, as if the message might disappear if I blinked.

My boyfriend of eight years abandoned me in a war-torn country, Asternis, for the sake of his patient. I was left stranded there for three long years. The day I finally boarded the evacuation flight home, I saw him waiting at the airport. The ground was blanketed in a sea of nine thousand roses. Scott Maynard knelt on one knee, holding a ring in his hand, eyes brimming with affection. "Mia," he said tenderly, "I never stopped worrying about your safety. Now that you're finally back, I can finally breathe again."

Just then, the headline of a news article popped up on his screen, and he clicked on it as if his finger had a mind of its own. The headline of the article leaped out at him in bold letters. "Official Estrangement Announcement". Ethan's heart sank. He scanned the contents of the article and shouted in disbelief, "Aurora… Aurora cut ties with me! Why would she do something like this? She's always wanted to get in my good graces!" He staggered backward a few steps as he checked the article repeatedly, making sure he'd read the contents right. Xavier's unease peaked. Why would Aurora cut ties with both her fiancee and her biological older brother? Could she have…

“Why don't you tell your uncle about it? “It’s nothing serious, Mum,” Julian said quietly like he was embarrassed. “Don’t be silly,” She chuckled. “It’s nothing interesting, Mum,” He said firmly. “I don't want to bore him.” “Unsolved cases would not bore me,” I said, leaning my elbows on the table. I could see his breath hitch in his throat. “Try me,” I raised my brows.

“Hahahahahaha, if it wasn't like that. Then this is not a simulation son, after all you two made it out before time ran out. And only you guys have made it this far, even with your sophisticated tools. You guys don't realize that I also provide a computer there!” "Computer?" I looked at uncle, then I remembered what happened earlier. Wait a minute, after Evan and I come in. The door closed, I immediately entered the room and Evan was the same. I passed robots with all kinds of names, but wait. I suddenly remembered something that bothered me “Is that computer under the robot's feet? I mean the one showing their names?” There's no mistaking it, I did stare at one of the robot's names changing

he finished his demonstration. Celine was genuinely amazed. “Wow. It’s like a puzzle. Daddy never explained how to use it before” she tried to stack it on her own. “Why can’t I stack it?” she’s asked for help. “It’s a puzzle. You need to find the connection and the pattern” “I think the master artist was a weirdo. Why is he or she expecting a child to solve this complicated puzzle?” she complained. “Maybe the artist wanted to give you something you can enjoy no matter how old you are”

I muttered to myself, trying to drown out the thoughts with some loud music. Under the shower, hidden in the steam and the beat of the song, I let it out. The guilt, the regret, all of it. Why did I let things go so wrong? The chaos from the party played back in my head, a messed-up soundtrack to my own betrayal of Bella and, hell, of myself. In that moment, surrounded by water and my own self-loathing, I just wished I could hit rewind and undo the whole damn mess, but I guess it's too late now.

Her short, dark brown hair tumbled free, and she let out a sigh of relief as she began to unwind. One of the first things on her agenda was her medication. Nysaa knew the importance of her pills, the small yet crucial lifelines that helped her cope with the trauma of her past. She popped a few of them into her mouth, washing them down with a sip of water. The routine was a reminder of her vulnerabilities, a tether to a past she wished she could forget.

You know, media people, tsk! I knocked on the front door and the door opened for me. "Hey, Avi! Long time no see friend! How are you?" Opening greetings to me by Dra. Hope Javier, my doctor friend that I met at the University when I tried to enroll in college, but then I failed to do it because my control freak mother blocked it. "Here, I'm still annoyed with my mother,” I simply replied and sat down in the seat in front of her.

he pointed at the envelope Jafar glance at the envelope, confused " what's in it?" " check for yourself, man" He didn't waste any time when opening the envelope. He brought out one of the form and read what was printed on it. The more he read it, the more his eyes widen in surprise " I can't believe this....... I can't believe it....... Is this real? Or some game you're playing with me " he met sadiq's eyes to confirm " of course, it's real. Too real. One is yours and the other is mine " said sadiq as he pull off his shirt.