Unscramble Untold Novels & Stories

The cycle remained the same—scraps for food, dragged out when the pack needed healing, then thrown back into this cold, dark pit. Weeks passed before chaos erupted in the pack. My uncle, Garrick, was gravely injured in a deadly fight with rogue wolves. He was barely alive. His bones shattered, his body covered in deep wounds, and blood poured endlessly from him. The pack’s healers tried to save him, but their powers couldn’t mend even a single gash. Panic spread like wildfire. Garrick was not just any wolf—he was a warrior, a fighter who had defended the pack countless times, even when danger loomed large. Losing him would be devastating.

It was a bank alert. His account had been unfrozen. Lucas straightened slightly in his seat, staring at the screen like he wasn’t sure he had read it right. For two months plus, everything had been locked, cut off, controlled. Then suddenly, “It’s back,” he muttered. Alex glanced at him. “What is back?” “My account,” Lucas said, still confused. “It’s been unfrozen.” Alex’s grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly. That was fast and unexpected. Before either of them could process it, Lucas’s phone buzzed again with another call. Lucas frowned at the screen and muttered, “Emily.”

Nicolette Like Mr. Ozri...er...Lucien said, not long after he held my freezing hand, we arrived at a small campsite. I didn’t even know it existed, but there it was, as homey as any camp could be, complete with a large bonfire and tents surrounding it. I didn’t want to mull the fact that it just appeared out of nowhere when Lucien said these foreign words: “Ska ossi tumbi.” (”Reveal what’s hidden.”)

Slowly, they packed the unfilled grave. The old man held his hands to his back. Stared at the freshly dug soils. All these years, he lived behind the shadows of Nathalia. Hiding from the morbid influence of his kind. It's time to step out of the dark. To tell a story, Lucifer: Untold. *** WASHINGTON D.C. FBI HEADQUARTERS

The horrific reality of her words hung in the quiet, locked office like an absolute explosion of light. The multi-billion-dollar wall of lies Portia’s mother had spent years building was suffering a catastrophic, final systemic failure, leaving Portia completely exposed to the terrifying truth that her choice to run away had permanently shattered the only home she had ever known.

Jada please give me another chance" he begged holding to my waist. "Out of all the girls Alex, her! My best f**king friend! Why? What did I do to deserve this ? I scoffed with tears soaking my T-shirt. " let me go! And I don't want to see you or that bitch again!" I yelled . I pushed him off and left crying so damn hard, I wasn't expecting him to cheat on me and I didn't expect it with my bestfriend. **end of flashback** Remembering that horrible night I couldn't help myself from crying all over again. I took two more shots of vodka and now I am drunk as a bat.

as soon as he held the letter written years ago, right after they first met, he trembled because similarities were just too astonishing. Race, I'm sorry for...well, you know why. This past week has been wonderful, and you are a great guy, but there's just too much to overcome. We live in different states, for one thing. And after my last relationship, I'm not ready for anything more. I just started a new business, and I'm on my own, and I'm happy the way things are.

I replied remembering how he and Mum gave out my address "That reminds me, I'm supposed to be mad at you guys, why am i even conversing with you?" I rethorically asked "Okay go ahead, tell me what's bothering you cause i don't know you to be this uptight" Dad said giving me the opportunity i craved dearly for "Hmmm I've always wondered why haven't you guys told me of my birth story yet, like every other 'normal' parent do with their kids" Iinquiered making air quotes on the normal, i knew then that he was tensed cause he Immediately dropped the coffee he was drinking aside

Attached, I typed out a message: “Here’s the truth you always wanted. Hope you don’t cry too hard when you realize just what a diva your precious Lila really was.” And with that, I put my phone away.

“Don’t go please stay please don’t go” Niklause sighed, he didn’t know what to do. It was as if he stood at a cross road. One road asking him to stay until she was totally fine while the other road asked him to leave her to crying. After all she was nothing but a bloody home wrecker pretending to be a good person.