Eris Morn Novels & Stories

We cautiously approached but before we could reach the door, it flew open and a team of huskies poured out into the snow, yipping and jumping among Makya’s team. “HEEL! Come on you hooligans!” barked Eris stepping out. Eris was a lanky fellow, who had turned twenty last summer. At 195 cm, he towered over my 173cm, and even over Makya. I smiled up at Eris as he pushed a windblown black lock of hair back behinD his ear where his long curls hung. “Hello, Eris. We didn’t expect you to beat us.” “Well, Dekota got the itch to come sooner, so we left last night. We should have only been an hour behind you but we decided to cut across deer run to get here.”

Only a matter of time. Le temps nous le dira. * TWENTY FOUR HOURS EARLIER Her hair stood on its edge as the sound of the sirens drew closer. She couldn’t believe it, in a moment of a panic attack— —that she was finally caught. It had been barely two days since she left Nick and her clothes were torn and drenched in last night’s rain. She was only admiring how well the sun had risen that morning and now, she had her name being held from a distant megaphone.

The thoughts made me giggled in the air. Shortly after I had adjusted to the circumstance, I found myself moving into a partially collapsed factory and my eyes fell on Rikas, fighting with a few Erisian creatures. The Erisians were the ugliest species dominating the purple Kingdom. They had fat heads, with an enormous belly attached to their malnourished legs, which made them looked like some pregnant trolls. They keep long, dirty fingers and never care to wear some clothes to cover their green butts.

ERIS. “…if you hear me, come back to us, Eris, for me…” the name was on my lips. I wanted to speak, I wanted to say the words that were in my mouth. I wanted to call out his name, stretch my arms, and reach out to him. I had seen his face in my dreams, smiling at me, teasing me, and how ugly I looked in the sundress. “Eris…” “Is she awake?” “I saw her finger move.”

Chapter 36 — Kane's POV The room fell into a heavy silence as Selene studied Aria. Her eyes—a complex mix of silver and midnight blue—seemed to look through Aria rather than at her. “Who are you?” Aria asked, breaking the silence in the room. “I'm Selene Nightfire,” she began, her voice carrying the weight of centuries. “The forgotten sister of your mates. The cursed one.” She moved with a grace that was neither. Her movements suggested a being caught between multiple worlds—much like Aria herself.

Gabriel was trying not to lose his temper, and I had to keep reminding myself why we needed this fae. I led him through the halls and up the stairs to Eris’s chambers. The room had been changed—darker now, as the curtains were drawn, and the air felt lighter. Eris was on the bed, her body was so still, and her face was pale and hollow. Her eyes were empty, staring at nothing. Her skin was almost transparent, stretched too thin over her bones. “She looks terrible,” I whispered, feeling a lump rise in my throat. Sibil stepped closer, then tilted his head to the side and shrugged. “What’s the big deal? She looks fine.”

The unfolding chapters, with Elvie, Elizabeth, and Jasmine playing enigmatic roles, awaited the revelations that Morgana's discerning gaze would unveil in due time. The morning sun bathed the Silver Moon Pack territory in a gentle glow, signaling the beginning of a new day. The pack members were engaged in their usual activities, and amidst the bustling energy, Morgana, the astute witch, found herself contemplating the enigmatic presence of Elvie, the newly appointed secretary.

“But I haven’t properly introduced myself,” said the man in the swivel chair. He rose smoothly from the chair, showing his tall frame, and stepped in long confident strides towards Ella. “Mohred Kazor, CEO of Wyvern Minerals,” he said and almost simultaneously extended his right hand for a hand shake.

How can I be of service? Listened to the question of the woman, Issei went straight to the point and says Issei - I want to register as an Adventurer. His words brought some attention from the man and woman around him. But Luna isn't feeling surprised or anything. Luna - Understood. Please pay a 1000 Eris as the handling charge. Eris is the currency of this world. Issei didn't any money with him beforehand, but thankfully he got some from the caravan leader because he protected them and some of the monsters he kills also have decent materials.