Unsent Texts Novels & Stories

a vampire, whom he sensed was Lukas, greeted in an extremely weird language. "Ru kurzewa luc ya fi. Gor kema Flixus. Cari oxi weid volix drax blű favorix. Lokes gan la nus blű?" Flixus asked raising an eyebrow. "Whoops! Great communication system you've got there Lukas and Flixus. Great!" Mario said, applauding and then continued, "Lukas is greeting you Nick. He said: 'Hey! How are you? My name is Lukas.'

I asked, with my voice a bit high. "A birthday celebration. Since he couldn't have his desired party on his birthday, he decided to have it now, "Damian explained under his breath, moving the strands of his messy brown hair away from his face. "Does that explain why he didn't tell me? Was that the reason? Where is he?" I bawled with furrowed brows, peering at him. "Judian, you need to unwind, please. I'll go call Hudson out, just calm down and......"

POV Ruby Trigger Warning talk and illustration of abuse I can't believe that this is happening! How did he know that we were here?! A million thoughts raced through my brain as everyone turned to look at me. I looked at Mac and Scarlett and they nodded. Cassy leaned in and rubbed my back. I looked down and sighed with relief to see a new text from Cerise in response to the one I had just sent her.

What was to remain between them was sex and their business relationship. "I should find you ready in bed clad in your birth suit." The guy texted back almost immediately with horny emojis. "Fuck!" Yoori shook her head, attempting to distract herself from the filthy thoughts. But no matter how hard she tried to focus on something else, images of them making insane love flashed through her mind. "I want you right now, Jas." She whimpered, sending a voice message to him. In a short while, she heard a car driving through her company gates, the closing of the car's door, and then it went silent.

He held out an envelope to her. Her eyebrows pulled together as she looked at the envelope before looking at him again. "What is this?" Leo tilted his head to the side. "I... I don't know. I wrote it this morning when you were still asleep, I'm not sure why. It's just crazy how far we've come. From the parking lot of our high school all the way to baby number two on the way." Annie blinked, giving him an odd look as she didn't quite understand what was going on.

They also said they would help the women get back to their homes. Just as we're preparing to leave, I get a text. It's from Eric, and all it says is Come back to the palace now. When I try to call him, his phone goes straight to voicemail. I try my parents, and they don't answer either. There is no answer when I call my sisters and brother. What's going on? I try everyone I can think of in the palace, but no one answers.

I packed it in anticipation of the coming fall weather, but summer unexpectedly pressed on, taunting the city with its wretched scorch even as September bled into October. When I stick my arms through the sleeves, adjusting the front, I feel a lump in the right-side pocket. Slipping out the wrinkled yellow Post-it note, I read the scribbled writing. William, Margret, Rose, Brandon. It takes me a second to make sense of it. Then I remember, and it's like being punched by a wrecking ball.

Goddess, my body definitely has a mind of its own now, and I think I need to be thoroughly fucked to calm it down. My mind is still riling, when my phone's message tone buzzes. A message from Gaston read; "IF YOU'RE BACK HOME, KINDLY REACH OUT TO CLIFTON IN HIS OFFICE. TELL HIM TO REPLY TO MY MAIL AT ONCE. TREAT THIS MESSAGE AS URGENT!' Damn it, I'll have to face Clifton Howling today, And the Goddess knows there's nothing I would not do to avoid that.

I stared at the screen, breathing slow, then set two files to post: A goodbye in my own voice. And a full video—every second of my wolfsbane antidote research, every time-stamped log, proof it was mine. By the time I hit post, the sun was breaking over the horizon. I wiped everything—contacts, photos, messages. Every lie. Every fake memory. Gone. *** Meanwhile, Sam yanked himself away from Lily. "I have to go. It's Any's birthday. I promised her we'd watch the sunrise."

“Do you need a purse?” “Please,” I say with a nod. He grabs a small drawstring purse and drops them in. I accept the bag and look at the book behind him on the table. “Do I need to sign for these?” With a surprised look, he nods and then grabs the book. He marks everything down but leaves the reason area blank. Moving out of the way, he hands me the quill. Before signing where he indicated, I write my reason down. Bryndis – disrespected me