Elliot Nightray Novels & Stories

The moment he stepped closer to me, I realized this could never be a police officer. Police officers are not usually this handsome and fit. Fuck, I couldn't believe who I was seeing. Bishop! The Managing Director at Wet Nights Club. Wet Nights is an elite club for mostly the top citizens of the states. I've been hearing about Wet Nights and I've dreamt of working at the club as a performer because I heard they pay their dancers very high. But it's not easy to get a job at Wet Nights. Though, it's a popular club but it held a lot of secrets, secrets that shouldn't be known outside the club. Due to their delicate nature of treating their clients with secrecy, they're being extremely careful ab

Meanwhile, Elliot, Shawn, Damian, and the others had arrived at Zion Club. They were here to give a farewell dinner to Damian, who would be returning to the army very soon. Elliot was a casual person in the first place, so when he saw the voice message from Tony, he unthinkingly played it in front of everyone else right away. “Director Hart is now on Chilham Route and will reach Zion Club in ten minutes.”

“I need you to take the place as Alpha of the Eclipse Moon Pack. Raya took that curse from us, you can turn the pack around. Lead them all back into the light, undo all the wrong I have done.” “Elliot, I–” “Please. I know you can do it. You’re the only one that can. The only one I trust to do it.” I nodded my head, unable to deny his dying wish. I knew the clasp of our hands and my acceptance of his words would be enough to seal the deal. When Elliot takes his last breath, I would become Alpha, even though it was not what I wanted.

“I haven’t heard about her.” “No worries. I would do that and probably report to you from time to time for updates,” replied Elliot. Nathan nodded, placed his shoes back on the floor, then stood, got his cell phone on the table, and walked towards the door. He told Elliot he would go back to his home. That made Elliot follow him until he already went inside the car and sat in the back seat while Elliot was in the driver’s seat, driving the vehicle. As the car kept on moving, he glared at the window. Seeing those busy streets would always remind her of Daphne.

Apparently, he'd been standing there the whole time. "Where's Skyden?" he asked. "He's got business," I replied briefly. Then I remembered something. "Elliot, can you look up information on a painter with the initials EL?" Elliot was silent for a moment but eventually nodded without asking many questions. "I'll let you know if I find anything." "Thanks." *** I arrived at Echelon Nine as evening was approaching. As I stepped into the elevator, I accidentally bumped into a young man who looked messy but expensive-looking.

Elliott moved with a heavy, deliberate softness, his lips pressing against Noah’s as if he were memorizing the rhythm of his breath. Noah melted into him, his fingers tangling in the hair at the nape of Elliott's neck, pulling him closer until there was no air left between them. *** Two miles away, the blue glow of a laptop screen reflected in Sebastian’s eyes. The room was silent except for the frantic clicking of his mouse. On the screen, the Black Halo Elite app was open. Sebastian scrolled through the "Legend" gallery. There were dozens of photos. Noah under the strobes. Noah with his head thrown back in a laugh that looked perfect for a client.

She knew these were my final forty-eight hours of breathing. In the study, Tristan wasn't working on pack ledgers. He was staring at a series of grainy surveillance stills sent by his informants in the Blackmoor Underground. "What do we have, Elliot?" Tristan asked as his Beta's face appeared on the encrypted monitor. "The hacker from the highway incident has been identified as Ryder Clifford," Elliot Pierce reported, his voice grim. "He’s a ghost, Alpha. Works for whoever has the most silver. We traced his last signal to a safehouse near the Northcrest ruins, but he cleared out before my team arrived."

Sky and Elliot were enjoying it when Norah came unannounced. "What are you guys drinking?", she asked excitedly. "Can I have some too?", Norah asked looking at Emily. "Yes sure", Emily made a cup for her. "Elliot, why did you come back so early?", Norah tried to initiate a conversation with him. "Do I need to report you everything?" Elliot asked with a cold expression. Norah was stunned. That's not the Elliot whom she saw in the balcony with Sky. He was so warm and so loving towards Sky but so cold to her.

The hours passed in total silence. By five in the morning, the blue city shadow outside the window had turned into a pale, gray dawn. I lay awake, tracking the steady rise and fall of Elliot’s chest beneath my arm. He had finally fallen into a deep, natural sleep, features relaxed for the first time since the commissioner had issued the road trip order. My body felt heavy, the intense physical withdrawal of the bond finally fully satisfied by the double mating. I reached out with my left hand, fingers sliding along the dark wood of the nightstand until they brushed against the cold glass of my phone. The screen was dark, but a tiny, persistent white indicator light was flashing in the corner

“If that’s why he wants Elliot so badly? Not for an heir, necessarily, but for an ancient bloodline?” “Bingo.” Nathan paused, peering out into the night again in a paranoid fashion. “Let’s wait here a few more minutes, just in case. I really don’t wanna be running into any of Ryan’s followers tonight, but at least they were headed in the opposite direction of the town.” There was a silence. I kept thinking back to that howl. “That signal,” I said quietly. “I wonder what all of that was about.” Nathan shrugged. “A lookout, probably. Maybe they were worried about getting caught. Or they just had… other time constraints.”