13 Days To Midnight Book Novels & Stories

In the keys I still needed to unlock. I reached my chamber and immediately went to the bookshelf. The hidden mechanism clicked, and the door swung open. Less than twenty-four hours until the eclipse. Less than twenty-four hours to master magic, I barely understood. Less than twenty-four hours to save my mate. I took a deep breath and stepped into the library. And the countdown had begun.

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“a thought inducing read” Regardless, I didn’t put the book down till I was done. When I looked up, it was late, and I hadn’t even realized that I had been reading with the automatic sensor lights that had come on. My watch revealed that it was almost eight pm. I had been reading for almost twelve hours. I grabbed my laptop and opened it. Fifteen minutes later, I had ordered ten thousand copies of March Madness. I had only stopped at ten thousand because that was all that was printable at the moment.

That thought was quickly tossed aside because if that was the case, the noises I made by kicking in a window aloud with my own cries and outburst from dressing my wounds would undoubtedly have been heard. Curled up between the two chairs with my face barely sticking out of my sleeping bag, my eyelids feel weighted with exhaustion and the comfort of finally being warm. The small LED lantern is in the dimmest mode, sitting on the table beside me casting a soft warm light. I usually sleep best in pitch black darkness, but am not brave or crazy enough to sleep without a light turned on while I'm inside this abandoned building at night. The last thing I remember doing before passing out for the n

“What does it say?” ‎ ‎He opened it fully, and I saw the same red ink. The same messy handwriting. And the same jagged sun symbol burned into the corner. ‎ ‎My throat closed. ‎ ‎Then he read it out loud. ‎ ‎“Give us the girl by midnight.” ‎ ‎The world tilted. ‎ ‎Midnight. ‎That was only a few hours away. ‎ ‎I grabbed the edge of the desk beside me because my legs genuinely forgot how to do their job. ‎

Cassia stared at the clock on the wall as it struck midnight, her palms slick with nervous sweat. The card in her pocket was a constant reminder of what was coming. Room 7. Midnight. Live demonstration. The words had burned into her skin since the moment he handed it to her.

"Rosalia, I was wrong… Please come back." Just then, a wave carried a drifting bottle onto the beach. Inside was a yellowed piece of paper containing my neat handwriting. "Jared, by the time you read this, I will be gone for good. Not just gone, but never existed at all. The system gave me seven days. I could have fixed everything, but what you did was enough to make me give up. Farewell. I hope you and Melody find happiness."

The world tilted sideways. I could not breathe. I could not think. Three hundred wolves were staring at me, their shock crashing down like a heavy wave. Whispers spread through the clearing, fast and wild. “Midnight’s Mark” “The Beta” “That’s an omega—l” “That can’t be real” My legs stopped working. If Vera had not been holding my arm, I would have collapsed right there. “Breathe, Lila,” Vera said sharply, her healer voice cutting through my panic. "Lila, you need to breathe."

"Seven tomorrow morning." Dom looked at the clock. 4:17 PM. "Fourteen hours and forty-three minutes," he said. "Yes." He was quiet for a moment — running it, the same calculation she'd watched him run all day, the board he never stopped turning. Then he looked at Ash. "Move the drop window. I want everything staged and ready by eleven. We release at midnight." "That's six hours to finalize the package," Ash said. "Then we work fast," Dom said.

- she explained to me in more detail. - This is a bad joke. Maybe keep me without a ritual until 30, so that I won't run away from you.- I snapped back dissatisfied. I understood that couldn't count on before the exams, but they ended in mid-June, so why should I wait until July or even August to complete the ritual? That was some kind of nonsense.- You think I don't know why you're so reluctant? Because you know very well that as soon as I pass the ritual, I will leave you and you'll be all alone.- I said maliciously, but I soon regretted those poisonous words.