Ereader Color E Ink Novels & Stories

EMMA “There we go. There will be training manuals in there as well. I have a feeling that the reading won’t bother you. You’re a nerd – I mean perfectionist – after all. Although, I’m always available if you need help or want to run something by me. Now, pick a color for your personal devices.” He pulled up the list of possible colors, and I chose teal since silver was out-of-stock.

Just perfect as she thought. “Nice meeting you, sir. You can notify Lora if you have removed that part and we’ll arrange some time for that,” said she. Author's Note: Hello, I hope you enjoyed the story. Trace of Ink is about to end and I would love to hear your insights and critics. Please drop a comment, that would be much appreciated. Thank you :)

It was a mechanical proof-roller, its heavy steel cylinder dripping with a thick, viscous black ink that hummed with a terrifying, low-frequency magnetic charge. ​"Julian!" Elara screamed, her left hand still pinned to the gurney as she scrambled backward against the mattress, her spine hitting the chrome headboard with a hard, metallic rattle. ​The black ink on the floor suddenly convulsed. ​The midnight-blue stream that had sprayed from her torn wrist didn't mix with the Printer’s black tide; it cut through it like a scalpel. A massive, vertical ridge of indigo fluid erupted from the linoleum, hardening into a solid, jagged wall of text that intercepted the Printer's first step. Spelled ou

RED INK EP 28: Disposition • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • ~~~~ Fred's point of view~~~ His motorcycle was a tough zandor 880 with over 1000cc and could travel sixty miles per hour. He chose this cruiser because it was light weight and was very practical. The lamps in front of it were dim because he made it so. His eyes needed to do the seeing and any light could put his target on watch.

"If I was a color," my sister's voice sounds unusually sultry. "I would be violet." "Why violet?" Tatiana asks. "Because violet is a mysterious color and I have to say I'm full of mysteries." I never thought Mckayla could be so poetic, but then again she's high out of her mind, we all are. Tatiana giggles. "Then I guess I'm green." "Because you love the environment?" Kristen asks, laughing as well.

Frowning, Aidan started taking passive-aggressive swipes at me. "Wilder, next time, don't take so long in the restroom. We're fighting for lives in the ER. There's no room for slack. How can you be focused on filing charts right now? Shouldn't this have been done ages ago? If everyone is stuck doing paperwork, who's left to save the patients?" I bit back my anger and forced myself to answer him calmly, "I'm only working overtime because I didn't finish filing the charts. Besides, I'm not even scheduled for the ER tonight. Dr. York is the one on duty."

I immediately took a plain sheet of paper, a feather and a small bottle of ink. I looked at the ink and noticed it was colourless. What sort of ink could this be? Most ink colours are always blue or black, but this one was colourless. "This is an invincible type of ink. Once used on a sheet, you can't see what you have written unless you dip it into a bowl of water, and then the texts will become visible." Kim explained, and I understood immediately. Such an intelligent wolf. Wow! It would be of great help to me.