Beneath The Neon Book Novels & Stories

Of secrets kept hidden behind the click of locking doors. She turned onto Eidolon, past the dingy dive with its crackling neon sputtering red against the gray-black of low clouds and the threat of rain. Angled to cross the street, glancing up to check for passing cars though, in truth, it was rare to find cars creeping down Eidolon. Like those missing girls, this street, too, sometimes felt forgotten and invisible. A moment later, the door to Eidolon in sight, it happened. She dropped her books. As if upended by a homeroom bully, they shot up and out, tumbling from her arms to fall, scattering on the sidewalk.

"We meet again Mrs. Neon." Two enemies all alone in one big restroom, what could go wrong?

Out in the heart of darkness he disposed of her body by the side for the death cart to collect during their nightly ventures and took the shortest path into the outskirts of the town, bypassing alleyways ridden with figures huddled in corners, peering out at him idly from malnourished skulls. The warm rain hit the sidewalk and steamed back up, forming little eddies of mist around Gerfast’s ankles. He felt the babe shift within his jacket, its little arms flailing and its mouth turning reflexively in search of a nipple. Steam boats hoot and trudge past through the black river all alight like little cities adrift.

She buried herself under her blankets, letting the silence consume her as she tried to ignore the pounding of her own heart. In the dimness of her room, as daylight faded and the shadows grew long, Channary clutched her pillow, sinking deeper into her shame. The Moon had betrayed her, left her vulnerable, her mate unclaimed. She was the Alpha’s daughter, Moon-Kissed and blessed, yet here she was, abandoned and marked only by the emptiness of broken promises.

The sapphires winked under the chandelier, as if they knew a secret. Amy's phone vibrated. A new message from an unknown number: Like the necklace? It’s not the only thing I brought back to life. She swallowed hard, thumb hovering over the screen. Liam and Celine were side by side now, crossing the floor toward her. Amy squared her shoulders, heart pounding. The war had moved into the open.. and the first blow was coming straight at her.

"You will be permanently changed by the knowledge within. Are you ready to take on that responsibility? Zara and Elias looked at each other. "To turn back now is not why we came this far." Elias took a step next to her and nodded. "We are prepared." The Keeper had glowing eyes. "After that, read the book to find out how much the Nexus's power costs." The Disclosure Zara extended her hand and touched the cover of the book. She felt a rush of electricity as soon as she touched it, and the room was flooded with intense brightness. Their surroundings dimmed once again, giving way to a wide swath of stars and whirling galaxies. The Nexus, a throbbing sphere of entwined light and black, was at the

My Alpha mate, Kane, finally reached out through the mind-link after three days of me not showing up at his door to make a scene. His voice cut into my head, carrying a rare trace of satisfaction. "Looks like you finally understand that the rules of the Blackwood Pack aren't just for show. Since you've learned your lesson, I'll give you the pass to the healing springs. And stop making a fuss over every little thing where Selena's concerned." I didn't answer. Just looked down at the bloodstains still dried between my thighs. Kane probably thought I'd finally learned to obey. Learned to bow my head to him and Selena. No one believed that I, as Luna, had to apply to Beta Selena just to use the

Damien Blackwood’s POV The elevator opens onto black marble and midnight glass. The city throbs forty floors below like a distant heartbeat, but up here the only pulse that matters is mine—and the two quivering bodies already arranged on my bed exactly how I left them. All fours. Knees wide. Chests crushed to the sheets. Asses lifted high, shamelessly offered, thighs trembling from the strain of holding position for the last forty minutes. Their skin glows under fractured neon—violet streaks across sweat-damp spines, gold licking the undersides of heavy breasts still glistening with the cum I painted there earlier.

“And what’s this for?” I didn’t look at him as I adjusted the other items in the cart. “It’s for my friend.” Caius hummed, eyes glinting with interest but choosing -for once- not to pry. By the time we left the store and had everything I had set out in the day to buy, the sun had gone down and the moon glistened in its glory. It was well past eleven. The streets had thinned, and the neon signs buzzed against the quiet of the late night.

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