Elliot Nightray Novels & Stories

Static spilled out, followed by a fragmented voice. “Adrian— you copy?” “Yeah,” I whispered. “We’re safe for now.” “Safe is a strong word. The grid’s shifting. They’re recalibrating the sweep to the outer sectors. You’ve got maybe eight hours before they lock the route west.” “What about Elias?” I asked. The silence stretched before Nora spoke again. “He’s making his move. Echo’s system update goes live at dawn. After that— there’s no hiding. It’ll read every unregistered heartbeat in the city.”

Elliot frowned and glanced over his shoulder. The space behind him was empty. For the first time since yesterday— Timothy wasn’t there. Elliot turned back to the screen. Of course. Another line appeared. UNKNOWN: Don’t bother calling him. Elliot’s fingers hovered over the keyboard. Then settled. ELLIOT: Who is this? The reply came instantly. UNKNOWN: You already know. Elliot’s expression hardened. ELLIOT: Helix. A pause. Longer this time. Deliberate. Then—

Elliot's hand froze halfway to his mouth. Jade noticed immediately. "I've definitely seen you somewhere before "You ever live out in Minnesota or something? you got one of those faces" Jade felt Elliott's grip tightened on his sweater. If this guy recognised the captain of New York NHL team hiding out on governors land after a massive public blowout with JADE RICCIO, the media storm tomorrow would be a total disaster. "Ryan, leave the poor guy alone. you always do this 'You look familiar" routine. The last time from the guy at the hardware store in jersey. You literally cornered him for twenty minutes and he turned out to be an accountant from Ohio" Emma, his wife said.

Elliott bent down so that his lips brushed my ear. "Put on your clothes. You're coming with me. Now.” I nodded, dazed, and my legs barely worked as I stumbled to the back to get my clothes. Jax looked at me as I left, his eyes dark and unreadable. He said softly, "This isn't over, Nyx." "You know where to find me when you need someone who doesn't treat you like a piece of property." Elliott's grip on my wrist got stronger as he took me out the side door and into the cold night air.

“One is missing.” Elliot nodded. “That’s Cara. She’s being briefed at an auxiliary site. She’ll be arriving tomorrow. Her abilities are… complementary.” Northstar gave a single, slow nod. “Well, everyone,” he said, his voice flat, devoid of welcome or hostility. “It’s… something to meet you. I’m the Shadowalker. And for now, that’s all you need to know.” He didn’t wait for a response. Turning, he looked at Elliot. “Which way to the quarters that don’t have pixies or werewolves?”

“I’m not yours.” “Not anymore?” “Not ever.” Elias stepped into the room quietly, medical bag in hand. “Let me look at her.” RAyNe nodded once, then stepped back. “RAyNe,” Nirvana said, her voice weaker now. “If you really want to help me, don’t send your men to kill Adrian.” He said nothing. “Let me do it.” Elias paused, glancing between them. RAyNe didn’t blink. “You’ll have your chance.”

Nikolas POV The night sky was filled with stars sparkling with light as I approached Rainora’s house. It was a quiet suburb with solar-charged street lamps positioned proportionally along the road illuminating the pathway for cars to move freely. I signaled the driver to stop as we arrived at the location. I opened my phone and confirmed the address sent to me. After confirming it was correct, I paid the driver for the trip. His eyes widened in joy as he counted the money. His eyes flickered excitedly as he rushed out to drop my luggage from the trunk.

It even angered her when she saw Nathan grinning and waving at her. Zitrey put her Identification card on the flat square board standing near the horizontal pole. A green light illuminated from the board, scanning her ID. Nathan glimpsed on it and saw a silver imprinted letters under her profile: Name: Zitrey d' Nightroad Department: Academe Section: Class Sage “So, Big bro name is Zitrey.” He quickly looked in another direction and hummed when Zitrey notices him. Zitrey momentarily stared at him, then swift back her attention to the flat board. Thinking, “This guy is really an idiot. He's readable.” After the scan, she gets her ID and put it inside her black leather wallet.

Elara asked Damian in bewilderment, but Damian seemed indifferent to what Elara was saying. "Hurry up and come down," Damian replied to her, prompting Elara to follow begrudgingly as they descended from the helicopter. Damian guided her down, holding her hand, and as they reached the vast training ground, some of Damian's gamma were there, keeping watch as they landed. Elara felt a rush of nerves, utterly unaware of the grandeur that awaited her at Nightraven. She had thought she was just taking a train ride, heading towards the main gate, and seeking shelter in a simple village they had.

a familiar voice said from the doorway. Lyra didn’t jump. Years of OR control kept her from doing anything so obvious. But her shoulders did stiffen a fraction before she turned. Elias leaned on the frame, badge clipped to his belt, hair slightly damp from whatever late patrol he’d just finished. Human. Ex-military. Very good at seeing angles. “You know it’s after midnight,” he said. “Normal people go home sometimes.” “Good thing none of us in this building qualify,” Lyra said. “What do you need?”