Echo Bad Batch Novels & Stories

"They may be potential backups in case my requested sample proves non-viable." The human makes a note on his tablet and then closes the case, carefully aligning it to make sure that it seals properly to protect the eggs. A misalignment can mean a wasted, spoiled batch. "Now this next clutch..."He moves towards the next case ready to show me the next batch, but I am on a tight schedule and need to get back to work on my weapon to make it ready for testing tomorrow. “That won't be necessary," I wave my hand in dismissal. "How have batches 352 through 356 performed in the battery tests?” I open up the glass tablet and began scrolling through the data. “Are the new lanterns ready to ship to Elfh

she says. “How do you think that is possible?” I demand of her. “This little shot will help you move on past your current life. One dose is all it takes to erase your memories. I have already given the dose to your useless mate,” she says as I look to Carter in fear of what she had given him.

His voice was laced with anger. I nodded. "I'm going to find that scoundrel and teach him a lesson! You were his mate! What kind of man treats his mate like that?" "No, it's over. Let it go," I said, grabbing his arm to stop him. "No, that scoundrel needs to pay for what he did to you," Chris insisted. "It's already done," I replied softly. "He has already paid the price." Not long ago, Peter had told me that Adam's company was on the verge of bankruptcy. With all my father's assets now under my control, Adam's funding had dried up.

that she sadly shared with 9 other women. "Are you crazy? She doesn't deserve your kindness!" Lauren shouted. Damien rolled his eyes walking past her and into his room. I'm not in the mood for her. He thought falling down on his bed.

"You haven't talked to me for almost a week, if it was because of last night, I'm sorry baby, I was drunk and I left for home, but I thought you had left too." "You left me dumped, drunk and high in the middle of a bunch of wild animals, I passed out in the street, do you want me to be happy?, you're such a bad boyfriend!" "If you think I'm a bad boyfriend, what are you doing with me?" "Maybe I don't want anything to do with you anymore" Diane grits her teeth.

“Be warned” For a long time, I stared at the write up, trying to read through the curly perfect hand writing to see if there was any secret message I was missing but nothing. Not even a single additional alphabet. I stared at every single corner of the paper but nothing. It was as good and as empty as it could be. Could this really mean what I was thinking. It just seemed too good to be true. There was no fucking way I would believe that he, Alpha Rex had forgiving everything I had done, every damage I had caused and moved on. Warning me not to do that again.

We stayed silent for a long moment. “What if I refuse?” he broke the silence. “Refuse what?” “All this mating shit.” I froze, “W—why?” “I’m not doing it. So, what happens next?” I remembered what my uncle told me about rejection; “Mates are like your other half, and if they reject you, well then you might die out of heartbreak.” I gulped. “So?” “Bad consequences,” I mumbled. “Like what?” Alexander furrowed his eyebrows.

I still felt her. I told myself that I didn't care and she could be with anyone but I lied. Like she was inside my veins, dragging my breath out of my chest with each passing day. Her name still echoed in my dreams. Her face when I rejected her and the confusion when she was told the mate bond was cursed. The way her voice broke. “She is no longer your concern, Alpha,” Elder Cassian cut in with his eyes narrowing. “Your behavior is becoming more unstable each day. You cannot afford—”

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“How bad was the day?” Olivia considered. “Scale of one to ten?” “Sure.” “Jack.” Tessa didn’t hesitate. “We’ll take six. To start.” The waiter nodded and disappeared. “Love that for us,” Isabella said, adjusting her bracelet. The shots arrived quickly. Clear liquid in neat little glasses, lime wedges on a small plate beside them. They didn’t wait. Glasses clinked. “To bad decisions,” Tessa declared. “To better ones,” Isabella corrected.