Unwind Characters Novels & Stories

Goose bumps lined her skin. “Alan was found dead with a big hole in his chest with a photograph of his wife and baby in his hand.” Fenris lowered his head and shook it. “Trald personally attended his last funeral. You cannot imagine his grief. Alan was an orphan who had made it in the world. He was a kind man but fell in love with the wrong woman.” Fenris rubbed his hands on his arms. “Trald wound up his home, which was ransacked and destroyed by king’s men, and got his remains to Averine. As a tribute to his friend, Trald scattered his ashes in the valley of Averine.”

It almost seemed as if his own wolf was on the brink of climbing his mouth and throat, preparing for a harmonious howl. Jeremy swallowed hard, his heart racing like a wild stallion. He could sense his inner wolf pacing restlessly within, longing to break free, yet he restrained it. He silently urged his wolf to endure, just a little longer, one more precious minute. With a nod from Byron, Jeremy finally exhaled, releasing the pent-up tension within. Swiftly, he shed his clothes, standing unabashedly in the midst of the candle-lit enigmatic symbols that surrounded him, as if stepping into a realm of mystery and wonder.

"Don't worry, Uncle Mace. I promise to be responsible." Mace's gaze bore into hers, a hanging threat in his words. "Remember what I said, Seraphina. Don't test my patience." As Seraphina left the office, armed with her uncle's Amex card and a smug grin, it was clear that their tumultuous relationship was far from resolved. Mace Sinclair sat in the solitude of his office, surrounded by the towering stacks of paperwork and contract files that were his daily companions. His focus was unwavering as he reviewed the details of a particularly complex deal, his stormy gray eyes scanning the fine print.

"Okay, if that's the case, put away that look on your face. I want you to make sure our wedding goes smoothly." He then turned and left without looking back. I trembled as he slammed the door on his way out. When I looked up, I realized my face was already wet with tears. "Ring!" It was the sound of my phone ringing. I looked down and realized it was Henry's best friend, Grant Sawyer. "Julia, I heard Henry's marrying Nina? Do you need my help this time?" The moment I decided to break up with Henry, I had never considered the possibility of going back to him.

Then at the cupboard. Then back at the packet. Luna voluntarily ate this. Not once. Not twice. She had an entire fucking shelf dedicated to it. I opened the cupboard. Ramen. Ramen. More ramen. Different flavours. Chicken. Beef. Spicy chicken. Extra spicy chicken. Something called nuclear fire chicken. I picked that one up. Nuclear. Fire. Chicken. Who the fuck approved that name? I turned the packet around. The instructions had a warning symbol. I stared at it.

**Torn Between Shadows** The night deepens around the cabin, the sky a heavy blanket of darkness. The trees sway ominously in the wind, casting long shadows that stretch toward the windows. Inside, the warmth from the fireplace contrasts with the icy tension that Jason’s sudden arrival has brought. The cabin, once a refuge, now feels small and suffocating. The three figures stand still, the silence thick with the weight of unsaid words.Ethan’s eyes narrow at Jason, fists clenching at his sides.

I argued. "I know, I was just saying he's cool as a character, okay? Stop overreacting. "I rolled my eyes, obviously annoyed at his stubbornness. "Choose another character. " "Why are you even being possessive over a character?! " "Because his mine! "I immediately bit my tongue with the words that just came out. Oh my gosh what did I just say. "Fine! He's all yours! Mines the one at the middle. How about you d... "

“In return, may I know your full name?” I pursed my lips. “Barbara.” Justin waved his hand in front of my face. “That's only the first name. Incomplete!” I hold back the feeling of wanting to scratch his face. I said with teeth bluffing, “Barbara Alexander.” Someone cleared his throat. I lowered my arms and turned around. The wolf boy who was still grinning looked at me. His gaze fell towards Justin. “Get a date, Bro?” Justin snorted. I stared at the wolf-shifter boy with a disgusted expression.

You have no idea how much that means to me. I could not have written this much without you, truly. Every comment, every like, every message… all of it kept me going. I am thankful for each one of you and also my characters, because through them, I got to meet so many beautiful souls🥺💛 Writing this note fills me with all kinds of emotions. I feel proud, sentimental, grateful, and a little soft in the heart. If I am able to start something new before the end of the year, then I will see you soon. And if not… then I wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year in advance🎄✨

"That's how you build a real bond." Between my recovery and round-the-clock feedings, my body was completely hollowed out. The baby cried nonstop, and my hair came out in clumps. For an entire month, I teetered on the edge of a breakdown. Fiona even sent taunting messages. [Tessa, so what if you married Jasper? The one he really loves has always been me.] She had attached a video of the two of them tangled together. The video was filled with his heavy breathing and her soft moans. The sounds were unmistakable.