Unsaid Stories Novels & Stories

Before I could process it, the phone buzzed again. I picked up. Nina's voice came through. "Who are you? Why do you have Liam's phone?" I blurted without thinking, "I'm a god. I can see the future." She didn't miss a beat. "I'm a materialist. I don't believe in gods or ghosts." I hesitated. Then she said, "But I'm curious. Let's hear your predictions. What do you know?" Maybe if I told her, I could stop it.

I am discreet by professional habit. As they refined the narrative, they inevitably began to share small, real pieces of themselves. Mimi was forced to detail the genuine fear she felt when her bank account hit zero. William, in turn, confessed, almost accidentally, the crushing, lifelong pressure of his mother’s expectations, the real reason he chose safe, predictable Sophia.

everyone raises a sign and it’s all Never. “Never have I ever broken up with someone” we all raise a sign and I saw someone who’s different. IT’s Joshua. “You know my past relationship? That’s what I am pertaining to” he answered. “That’s so toxic though,” I told him. I read again on my phone the next question. “Never have I ever made up a story about someone who wasn’t real” I smiled as I read the question. They began raising a sign and it’s all Never. Meanwhile, I raised the ‘I have’ sign.

I’m afraid that saying them out loud would break the only connection we have left. ​I guess this is what they call it. This is the quiet, heavy reality of UNSPOKEN LOVE.

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.

AMARACHI (Amarachi Edwards) "This is the fifth school you're rejecting today." my mum said. She looked really frustrated and stressed. My mum is a single parent. My Dad died when I was still a little child. We just recently relocated from our former house so I had to change school.

She continued, "They took 300 thousand dollars—all of my mom's retirement savings. I couldn't let her know, so I took a loan, working multiple jobs to pay it off. But it's impossible with the interest. It keeps piling up! They threatened to take my mom's house. I begged for a way out, and they said if I was willing to do certain things, I could pay it off quickly. That's why..." "That's why you're on that site!" I could not help but shout. "What else can I do? I can't let my mom lose her home," Eleanor replied, tears streaming down her face. "That's not an excuse to do something so foolish!" I jumped up, my face flushed with anger. "Thank god I was the one who found you first. What if it had

I lamented with a sigh. Noah frowned and retorted, "After everything you've experienced, you still don't believe in the supernatural?" I fell silent. Suddenly, his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen. When he looked back at me, his expression was somewhat strained. "What's wrong?" I asked, frowning slightly. He chose his words carefully as he said, "After you told me about Ramona, I asked a friend to keep an eye on the cafeteria owner." "And?" "He's dead," Noah said flatly. "Before he died, he claimed to have seen his mother, who used to run the cafeteria years ago."

I reply simply. Stella takes a deep breath and continues her story. "I could tell he was drunk by his breath. Every time he spoke, all I could smell was the stench of alcohol. At first, I thought someone was angry because I was dancing with Chad. That was the guy's name. But the person who had a hold of me made it clear that he didn't care who I was dancing with. He just wanted to teach me a lesson because, in his eyes, all girls are the same. I tried to fight him off, but even in his drunken state, he was much stronger than me. I couldn't escape his grip. All I could do was hope that Chad would return soon. Then, someone approached the door, but when they found it locked, they left. I cried

Yet she could not say that to the people who knew her in her real life. Sidney took a deep breath and gathered up the phone, putting both hands to work on the keyboard. Sidney: No, not really. I’m pretty much a disaster. My son kind of got abducted. Then my roommate got murdered. We had to move to a new place. Sidney stopped and reviewed her list of traumas, watching the dancing dots below her words that indicated Allison was typing. What could she be typing? How could you respond to all that? Sidney realized that Allison probably thought she was full of shit. Sidney’s stories and drama since Telluride read unbelievable, like the lies of a bored troll on the internet looking to entertain her