Developer Blueprints Dying Light Novels & Stories

“Think about it. Your sister, Reina, her treatments cost money. Real money. The kind that doesn’t run out when insurance caps. Help me, and I will fund it all. No strings.” Dre’s jaw ticked. He knew it was tempting. I knew it too. “We’ll think about it,” I said finally. Salvador nodded. “Don’t think too long. She’s slippery.” We left. The drive home was silent until Dre spoke. “He’s desperate. That’s good. Means we can negotiate harder.” “Or it means he’s dangerous,” I muttered. My phone buzzed as we pulled into the driveway. Unknown number. Text. Heard you’re looking for friends in low places. Brandon’s out. Escaped transport this morning. Thought you should know. – F

"Trap. It’s... a... trap." "We know," Ashren said. "We have the blueprints. We hacked the grid." "Not... the grid," Drax gasped. "The... Shadow." Suddenly, the ship’s sensors screamed. WHOOP. WHOOP. "General!" Jinx shouted. "I'm getting a massive energy spike! Level 5! Right below them!" "There is no Level 5," I said. "The blueprints stop at 4." "The blueprints were a lie," Jinx said, her face ghostly in the monitor light. "I'm reading a void signature. Something is down there. And it just woke up."

I quickly responded, "It's not that. I think lost someone." Lowan sat next to Noah and me. He placed his fiery card in the middle resembling a campfire. I noticed that the card had the roman numeral I on it and an image of a sorcerer of some sort. The flame kept us warm and made the area bright and less spooky. Noah placed his hand over my shoulder and asked, "Who is this someone?" "Before I fainted, I was in a battle with a Dalaketnon," I explained. "Wait. How did you fight the creature? You can't de-soul," pointed Lowan.

Julia and I chuckled from our seats, exchanging looks. Lana shook her head slowly. “That's where we all die then. First, you breathe like a construction site, then you convince us it's just a breathing problem. Afterwards, you'll start breathing like a siren and because you naturally have a terrible singing voice, you breathe. Like a siren. Luring the rest and eating them alive.” Everyone in the office stopped and stared at her. Even Grey who was still seriously working. The entire thing she just said sounded like what Craig would most likely say, not serious minded and straight Lana. It was so absurd that I thought I'd switched universes, not just timeline.

Kalti planned to go outside also, to see if his totem animal, the sea eagle, would appear and guide him. “Do you think it's the same modus operandi as in Dawson?” “That's all we can do for now, conclude that it is…” replied Kalti. "What it means that we're looking for somewhere big - lots of property to be destroyed, a fire spectacular, with chemicals or fuel used to ignite faster. One place which must be closed at night, but not entirely ..." he added darkly. “It wasn't a accident, there were people at the Dawson factory that night. He knew there would be employees

Grandmother Willow gasps, her weathered hand reaching for Clover's arm. "She comes," the old woman whispers, her eyes widening. A collective murmur ripples through the pack as the sacred fire shifts from orange to an unnatural blue-white. The stones of the circle begin to hum with energy, vibrating at a frequency that can be felt rather than heard. Inside Clover, something awakens, not with the gentle stirring she's felt all day, but with a sudden, fierce surge of power that steals her breath. Her wolf, dormant for so long, rises within her like a tidal wave. The force of it drives Clover to her knees, her hands bracing against the earth.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

I poised another strike. Blue lightning streaked down from the sky. It walloped me, striking me down to the ground and flattening me to the surface. The breath was knocked out of me. I felt like a bug that had been smacked with a fly swatter. Lights flashed in my eyes. As they cleared, the stars in the night sky sparkled above among the light pollution. The blue eyes of the elf leader looked down at me. "When leaders say submit, you get to stop."

I giggled. "No that's no- fuck it just do it after." She said and cut off the link. Damn, she must be really furious. "This is going to be fucking interesting." Noah said as he leaned on the wall behind us. "Yeah..." —————————————————— "And this how the system immune is created, any question?" Blaze asked as the girls who he designated to be his assistant, stayed too close to him much to my displeasure. She was touching him, his strong arms. She can't fucking do that!

The whole of his upper body was bare and wet, water dripping from his hair to trickle down. "We," Alex breathed out, feeling cold shivers down his spine Seb placed his palm on his cheek to caress it. His hands were wet and cold, making Alex shiver at his every touch. "We have plans for the day, right?" "I know," Seb replied, Alex immediately looking away. "Blue, look at me." Gulping, Alex looked directly into Seb's blue eyes, catching a familiar glint in them. They looked so intense and Alex knew exactly what they meant as he felt it too.