Eris Dating Login Novels & Stories

she rushes to say, and I’m surprised to see her flustered. “No, I’m here for a work retreat. Is Topher here?” With my question, her eyebrows pull together in confusion. “Topher isn’t here. He put me in charge a few weeks ago.” Now it’s my turn to be confused…and a little irritated that he failed to mention this during the merger. “Oh really?” I let out a long sigh because it’s not her fault. “I’m Justin.” I hold out my hand and try to keep my cool. “Eris.” When she puts her hand in mine, that warm, soft connection comes back, and I like the way it feels when I’m holding her. “Glad you could make it, Justin.”

ELLA “I want to take you on a date,” Erebus says once he has pulled me from the library. “You aren’t going to yell at me?” I ask questioningly. Erebus pulls me to his chest and nuzzles his nose against my mark causing tingles of electricity to travel through my body. “Why would I yell?” He asks me while placing small kisses up and down my neck. The pull of the mate bond is fogging my brain and the more kisses he places near my mark the harder it is for me to think. “Because…” I breathe but no other words come to mind.

“You’re saying Eris has an actual site? Not just rented servers and cloud access?” Raven unzipped his pack and slid a battered hard drive onto the table. “Picked this up from one of our field analysts. It’s from a compromised relay we traced back to a commercial building in the Laureles district. Two floors are supposedly a ‘media startup,’ but there’s hardware in there that doesn’t match their declared operations.” Sophia’s pulse kicked up. “And it’s live?” Raven nodded. “Active transmissions as of forty-eight hours ago. Encrypted, but not entirely opaque. I caught fragments—internal project names we’ve seen in Eris campaigns. One in particular: ‘Speculum.’”

My name was printed on the backside above a magnetic strip. I looked up questioningly. "Congratulations David you are now a member of "Eros", most exclusive sexual fellowship on earth." "I've never heard of it" I said. "Well, not many people have. It stands for the Erotically Responsive Organization of Sexuality. They're pretty low-key, and membership is by invitation only. I'd heard rumors, but until a couple of months ago, I wasn't sure it was real." "What happened?" "Someone asked me to join." "Did you?"

“Okay, I know this is a lot to take in, but—” “A lot to take in?” She was on her feet now, brushing dirt off her clothes like it was my fault she had passed out in the first place. “You drag me here, tell me I’m your mate in front of half a village, and you think that’s ‘a lot to take in’? You’re insane!” Kai stirred in my mind, his voice cut through my thoughts. ‘She’s feisty. I like her.’ I ignored him, focusing on the ticking lava in front of me. Eris was seething, her fists clenched at her sides as she glared up at me like she wanted to rip my throat out.

So why was it here? Why was it inside warehouse logistics? My thoughts raced again. Sarah wasn’t just meeting someone. She was connected to it. To this system. To ERS. I leaned closer to the screen. A final log entry appeared at the bottom of the file. Recent. Very recent. Timestamped less than forty-eight hours ago. Authorization signature attached. I froze when I saw the name. Not Kareem. Not Ethan. Silas Vane. The room seemed to tilt slightly. My mind stopped processing for a second.

“Oh, yes. I want to open a personal account under Cassandra Lopez and a joint account for the both of us.” “Alright.” The manager gave them some forms to fill out. They filled out the forms and signed them. Javier didn’t look certain throughout the whole process, and Cassandra was even more skeptical about it, but Eros kept urging her on. “I will like you to give her access to my account too.” Javier looked at him in bewilderment and then started to text him. ‘Eros, we need to talk. Meet me in the lobby.’ Eros met Javier in the lobby, pacing back and forth. “Why did you sound so urgent?” he asked once he saw Javier.

She asked with a blush on her face. "Your birthday." Eric was blushing as well. "All the passwords of my accounts are your birthday. The ones that are four-digit will be the month and date of your birthday and the ones that have six digits are the year, month, and date of your birthday." Layla would not have been so shy if she were not in her parent's house. She ran outside with Eric's phone, and Elliot turned to stare at Eric. "When did you change all your passwords to my daughter's birthday?"

Session logs. > [SUBJECT: IRIS] STATUS: Incomplete Reintegration PERSONALITY MAP: 77% RESTORED BASELINE MATCH: PENDING LAST LOGIN: 6y 3m ago SUPERVISOR: A. Monroe Ella slowly stepped closer. She stopped a meter behind Ava, eyes fixed on the screen. “That’s me,” she whispered. “IRIS. That was me. Wasn’t it?” Ava didn’t answer. She clicked a side menu. Session logs.