Beneath The Neon Book Novels & Stories

Kelsa realized that the doctor's plan was feasible but extremely difficult to execute. How were they going to hide two life babies from two scary bodybuild guards without them making a sound? Actually, this basement did not have a window. It was specifically designed with only one way to exit. The door. What could they do? "Yes! I know what to do!" Doctor Brown said excitedly as he thought of a plan immediately. He used gauze to cover the mouth of the little ones and used plaster to shut them up. After that, he hid them behind the door in an orderly manner.

Either way, I kept my focus on the road, my confidence growing with every mile. A couple of hours later, we pulled up to the Nexus Bar. The building was an open-air structure, its design mimicking a rustic hut with wooden beams and thatched roofing. It was quirky, far from the upscale eatery I’d described, and I struggled to suppress a laugh as I parked the car. Stepping out, I opened Alora’s door, offering her a hand she didn’t take. She climbed out, her eyes narrowing as she took in the scene. “Where did you take me, Stanley?” she asked, confusion lacing her voice.

The simple gesture carried more weight than she probably realized, and Celeste noticed. Half an hour passed, and the air around them slowly settled into a quiet rhythm. Despite the wait, neither of them complained. Celeste sat cross-legged on the wooden bench, flipping open the novel she had borrowed from the library earlier that week. The familiar scent of old paper and the crisp feel of the pages beneath her fingers grounded her. She let the story draw her in—paragraph by paragraph, line by line—until the background noise faded. Pauline, on the other hand, leaned against the railing, scrolling through her phone, occasionally throwing a glance at Celeste, who was now absorbed in the book. T

“Alright, you win. Maybe I’m a little predictable.” “Not predictable.” Sienna leaned forward. “Reliable. It’s different.” “You make me want to be better, Sienna.” Enzo said softly. “That’s not something I’m used to.” The mood shifts as Enzo stood and walked to the balcony. Sienna follows, the cool night air brushed against her skin. The city lights twinkled in the distance, a stark contrast to the dark world they inhabit. Sienna stood beside him. “It’s beautiful out here.”

Moore / Calder — 1 Beneath it: Vire / Talbot — 2 Nyx stood beneath the display, staring up at it. Footsteps echoed behind her. Cassian. She didn’t need to turn. “You’re making this very entertaining,” he said. Nyx folded her arms. “Competition is healthy.” Cassian stepped beside her, hands in his pockets. “Is that what this is?” “What else would it be?”

Whatever that was happening right in front of us felt like magic, because tell me why the pictures started to come clearly with the light on top of it and the dust slowly melting inside of it. “There's no way this is happening right now are we in the movies?” Raph exclaimed, forgetting about his phone… “This is the nerdy side of my father, the nerdy side I loved so much,...you know what this means, it means we need light, the light around isn't enough to illuminate it all!” He carefully carried the book and hurried to the next table that had three different lamps on it.. These lamps looked really odd and very specific in designil they had eight different controls indicating the levels of lig

B O N U S C H A P T E R 6 : T H E T R U T H H I D D E N U N D E R N E A T H J A V I E R S U M M E R S

After she got at least enough books to make her occupied while Nicholas is at the meeting, she settles on to the small bedroom window that wasn’t that cramped more spacious but was enough for her to have a comfortable space to read at. Randomly picking the books amongst the huge stack, Zinnia pursed her lips as her brows rose with interest after seeing the title of the book in her hands. ‘Bane Legacy’ From the mysterious title itself, Zinnia can already tell that it must be a thriller, mystery, and fantasy book. Well, it doesn’t matter to her, the title was enough to make her stay. “Legacy? Hmm, humor me” she murmured before leaning her back at the wall behind her and finding a nice position

TIME: DAY 19 OF EXILE, 13:00 HOURS. LOCATION: SECTOR 6 - THE NEON SQUARE. STATUS: RESPITE. The Neon Square was designed to be a monument to corporate invincibility. It was an expanse of flawless white marble and polished chrome, larger than four city blocks, bordered by high-end luxury boutiques and manicured, synthetic botanical gardens. Now, it looked like the staging ground for the apocalypse.

“Watch me.” His long jacket billowed as he stormed back into his room. Evelyn stormed her foot on the ground before turning around to leave. In the process, she bumped into Neon, who was approaching with many books in his arms. The books toppled, their pages flipping as they collided with the floor. He bent over to pick them up. “I didn't see you there, Your Grace,” he said apologetically. “I will pick them up.” He swiftly gathered the books, shielding them from Evelyn's prying eyes. He was done picking up fourteen of them, but when he began searching for the fifteenth one, he couldn't find it.