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I said. The burner buzzed again new message. TWENTY-FOUR HOURS. I locked eyes with Adrian. “Good,” I said. “I only need twelve.” He almost smiled.

He walked right up to the holographic projection of the Arctic fortress, his sheer size and lethal presence dwarfing the vampire lord beside him. "How much time do we have?" Killian demanded, his voice dropping into a register that made the glass screens vibrate. "The Convergence is reaching its peak alignment in exactly forty-eight hours," Valerius replied, pulling up a countdown clock on the main display. "When the moon eclipses the sun over the Arctic Circle, the barrier between dimensions will be paper-thin. That is when they will strike." Forty-eight hours. Two days to cross the globe, breach an impenetrable fortress of ice and steel, and slaughter an army of zealots before a cosmic god

“Alright, you have forty-eight hours.” Aurora peered at him. “What are you talking about?” “You know damn well what I’m talking about. You have forty-eight hours until those Reapers try and kill us all.” “I assure you I have no idea what you mean,” she persisted. “So, if that’s all, it’s time for you to go.” “Actually, that’s not all.” He looked over his shoulder at the wide-open space around them. “Are you sure we can’t go inside?”

120 hours, that was all it would take. Kate looked up at the sky, 119:53:42 shone in the blue of the afternoon. The time was enchanted across the sky, a magic that had been lent from another kingdom. The alpha's first bite ceased to be effective in 119 hours, 53 minutes, and 27, 26, 25 seconds. Kate counted down, grateful for each second that passed in their favor.

She found large prints near the crater in the ground and glanced in the direction they pointed; she now knew to walk the other way. The hells pit looked like a natural sinkhole with circular earth and stone blended edge. The first blush of light had chased the shadows and banished the gloom, and Aiko could finally see the bottom of the hole. She estimated it was about a 10-meter drop to the smashed cardboard boxes on top of the foam mattresses. The isolated, unpleasant hollow contained nothing but natural debris that had fallen down over time. The ropes twisted fibery yarns dangling over the edge looked worn with black-brown stains of old blood. It was anchored with a metal hook to a tree ne

She was reading the sanctuary's perimeter as she had when Chase's forces gathered beyond the barrier. "He is already closer than the testimony suggests," she said. Sierra looked at Ryder. He was already watching the chamber entrance with the expression fourteen years of arena survival had carved into him. The decision had already been made. His body was simply waiting for the starting point. "How long?" he asked Kenzie. Kenzie looked toward the ceiling. At the stone above them. At the space beyond it. "Four hours," she said. Her violet eyes narrowed. "Maybe less."

I just…I’m worried. ‘About?’ I stretched and pulled the chair up. Riley offered me the water bottle and I took it, downing the rest. It smelled good in the car now. His scent had overpowered mine but there was still that underlying sour taste to it. It felt comforting to breathe in though. ‘We are about six hours from the edge of the territory.’ My eyes widened. ‘Wait. Six? How long was I asleep?’ ‘It’s been about thirty hours.’ ‘Thirty?! Kirk, you better be fucking joking. I haven’t slept…’

Victor’s hand hovered over the launch controls. “Just say the word.” Lewis looked one last time at the countdown clock. 15 HOURS 41 MINUTES REMAINING Then he spoke calmly. “Fire.”

he announced staring at his wrist “I don’t understand,” I admitted. “ what happens in 47 hours, 59 minutes and 40 seconds.” Alex rolled back in his chair, a humorless smile playing on his lips. “You don’t even have that much time left anyway that’s how long you have to deliver a project that’s up to my standards. “ He paused, his gaze boring into mine. Or else consider yourself jobless.

"Why would he let a girl compete?" I hear all kinds of gossip around me. My father told me not to mind them. I just need to show them what I got. Shortly after, the showcase had started. The first event was the quiz bee. All the contestants were in their place. All we had to do was press the buzzer in front of us if we knew the answer. "First question, the Sengoku period lasted for how many years?" without hesitation, I pressed the buzzer first. "133 years." I answered. I was correct and the crowd cheered. Question after question I got the answers correct. It was time for the last question and I had the lead in points.