Escanor Sun Novels & Stories

"How's the testing of the scent masking spray?" "We still have some work to do on it, but this will be a good time to try it out. It's basically deer pheromones mixed with pine. It masks at a distance, but if the other wolf gets close, they could be detected." Jordan pulls soothing up on Marcus' laptop. "This was our last test results." "The numbers look good. Get it out to the teams. This is a recon mission first. You all should head back and get things started." I take Amelie's still hand in mine.

he said. A scanner appeared underneath Dennis's hand at the statement and the AI voice responded, "Director's identity confirmed. Request processing." It took a few seconds for Ricardo's palm to be scanned next and the reply came, "Guest's identity confirmed. Request granted." Immediately, a port opened in the table next to where Ricardo stood and he slotted in the flash drive, a virtual keyboard popping up soon after alongside a screen for him to work with. About thirty minutes of keystrokes later, he shouted, "Got it!"

He opened it and nodded in approval. "Call in Devon". He asked Enzo to call their doctor before he turned to Caroline. "Carl. This is a tracker. It is designed as a disguised navel piercing. No indication and cannot be traced in any condition. Don't ever put it off. Okay". He handed a navel ring to her with a little stone dangling to it. "Okay. I will change it". She turned around and changed the piercing in one minute. "Great. Enzo, check if you can trace it". He switched on an application on his mobile and Enzo did the same.

Omar sat on the edge of a table situated by the wall, close to the window which had no burglary and stared out into the morning with his right hand placed on the window still, his left hand which was injured was held up in a sling that went over his right shoulder. His left palm was placed over the injury on his abdomen where he had been shot and around it was a bandage. He absent mindedly ran his thumb over the spot as he looked down at the workers busy downstairs.

Favian gave me a kiss on my forehead. “I’ll be back, I want to attend to some things.” He said, and I nodded, continuing to move around on my own But then, just as I started to feel at ease, I saw her. Coral. What was she even doing here? She was not even a Luna. She stood a few feet away, her arms crossed over her chest, her eyes locked on me like a hawk eyeing its prey. My heart sank as I met her eyes. I hadn’t expected to see her here, not tonight. I had no idea she was even connected to this world outside the Moonbeam Pack.

Another horizontal scar marred the spot near her belly button and everytime Eve touches the spot, her chest tightens as if she had forgotten something important. When she tries to enter the gigantic gates which looks oddly new to her seeing the large wooden gate in front of her was never there before, she was stopped by two guards. Eve frowned at their effort of trying to block her path while allowing horse carriage next to her enters after they have given another guard what seems to be a scroll. “Your proper documents?” The guard with a long red beard says to her. “What?” “Your papers, girl or you can’t enter Dzhimara.”

I realize that somewhere back in time, a giant supernova must have exploded. “How long?” I shout to Ingoran, realizing the rest of our team is still encased in their capsules. Ingoran finally tears his eyes from the visual. “Minutes, maybe twenty.” “Can they penetrate?” “I don’t know; it depends on their substance.” Several large, spinning, iron-like objects appear on a collision course—luminous blue plasma trails follow in their wake.

Ann waited for her to leave before scurrying through her morning plan, she made sure to apply some soothing balm under her eyes before rushing to the green salon. Lady Arnold was sitting on one of the blue seats. Ann had always wondered why the room had not been named a blue salon. Nearly everything in the room was blue and the only green she could find was the leaf of a flower that Lady Arnold perhaps planted. “ Your grace,” Ann let out, gaining her attention. “ We should be on our way, I'm sure Ravenscroft must have readied the mares,” she announced standing up. “ Are we riding them?” Ann inquired.

It’s Sunday, I shouldn’t be up so early, but the view from the window had me sitting up from the bed without a second thought. The room faces East, so it had a perfect view of the sunrise along the horizon. The sky turned shades of orange and yellow, fading into a bright blue after several minutes. Aurora. Dawn. The view I have right now is what my name means – the color of the sky before the sun rises. Should I leave here before anyone gets up? I could leave a thank you note for them on the counter or something? Sneaking out of the room as quietly as possible with my heels in hand, I walked down the hallway only two steps before I saw Kiran on the couch a distance away from me, sitting up a