30 Days Of Night: Eben Novels & Stories

Unfortunately for me I had not been allowed to shift for a long time and my wolf had gone quiet on me. I was so weak, hungry and thirsty that I somehow managed to fall asleep. The cold bare floor was becoming my home. “El, wake up. Come on.” I thought I was dreaming as someone shook me vigorously. My chains had been taken off and I looked up rk see a kind looking face smiling down at me. Maya. The Beta’s daughter was standing in front of me holding her hand out to me. “Elora, come on. You can't stay down here.” she huffed crossly.

said Sonylla, finishing her glass and indicating to the host that she didn’t want a refill. Emery, Chiwa and Eva stood up. “Tonight, somehow, I believe we witnessed history,” said Sebastian to Sonylla as Eva walked out after hugging Coralis. “Couldn’t agree more,” said Sonylla as Chiwa and Emery exited the lounge. Meanwhile, Andrew sat in his office, watching the elemental news from his hologram monitor. Over the past year, with a few trusted rogue associates, he worked on developing plans and strategies to take down key EBEE elders and overpower the institution from an abandoned rebel compound in southern Argentina.

The rain continued for three days. Three days of storms. Three days of silence. Three days of waiting. And Elena hated every second of it. Because silence often meant one thing. Someone was preparing something. Something dangerous. Something deadly. --- Monday Morning Hart Mansion Elena sat alone inside the library. The silver coin rested on the table before her. The serpent wrapped around a dagger seemed almost alive beneath the light. Cold. Sinister. Watching. For three days she had researched the symbol.

The intense pain has me biting hard on my tongue to stifle the groans threatening to spill over my lips. Damn it. It's a lot worse than the last. I roll on my back, wrapping my arms around my stomach. Hah....it hurts. It hurts too much. Lying on the bare snow, the cold drilled into my bones, numbing some part of the pain. Hah—exactly how long will I have to bear this? Will I even be able to last the thirty days like this?

The gates of hell are opened for us by Stone and we all walk in together. The scenery is the same as Saturday night, blaring music, dark but lit up with LED lights in some areas, changing colors with the music, and of course topless women everywhere. Alina and Ellie previously told us that they’ll be hanging out with us for the first hour and then they need to go off to work. I’m trying to be more open-minded this time around and have fun for the sake of my best friend.

Adrian stopped moving since he could not move about without any light. It had been thirty-one nights since Adrian arrived in Enigma City, and the moonlight tonight was exceptionally bright. He made an estimation of the date by looking at the night sky. His cell phone had run out of battery a long time ago, so he could not refer to it to find out what day it was. However, he could deduce the days based on how bright and how round the moon was. The sky had turned completely dark. The vast starry sky provided a faint light that illuminated the city, and moonlight poured over the streets.

--- *12:00am* Elena stood at the window. 15 days. Day 1 started now.

Four days later, Elena was in London. The morning after her arrival, she was met at her hotel by an elegant brunette in her thirties. A senior coordinator in Andrea Santino’s employ, it had been Josephine Carper who liaised with Elena on the phone and orchestrated all the arrangements to be made on her behalf.

Erevon leaned forward, eyes hollow and wicked. “Do not tell me you fear them.” Draven stiffened. “I fear nothing.” “Good.” Erevon rose. “Then prove it.” He spread his arms and the entire throne room darkened, every shadow thickening like ink. “We attack in three nights.” Dianne’s brows lifted. “Three?” “Yes.” Erevon’s voice was a venomous whisper. “Because in three nights, the moon will be in its highest phase. Their powers will be at their most vulnerable point.”

explained Kevin. "I see. All right, I'll call someone to fix the faucet in your room tomorrow." "Hn, thank you, Uncle." "Yes, no problem." After that, Eben Lim walked back to his room. He thought that the strange air he had felt had disappeared. Strat! Thumbs! Before he managed to step into the room, Eben felt something pierce his left chest. A hand with very long nails, managed to penetrate the shoulder from behind. He glanced back, and saw a very terrible figure. The figure was grinning, showing its sharp fangs.