Eternal Club Chapter 1 소설 & 이야기

Grace Winter gave a kick on her stomach. "Don't ever appear in front of me. If you do, It will be your last day" Jarel Hall gave her a warning before he left the place with Grace Winter. Back to the present, Katherine thought after the graduation from high school her life will become better, but she was wrong once again. She will never able to escape from this hell. She wants to end everything. Katherine punched the mirror with the strength she has. It was cracked all over the place. Katherine took a piece of glass and slit her wrist. The blood dripped from her wrist and reached the floor. Katherine was happy thinking that she was going to have an eternal sleep which she was longing for. Kat

Elder John of the Silver Claw Pack stated, glaring at me as I walked in. “I’m sorry to have kept you waiting.” I smile trying to put on my polite princess look. “We have some questions to ask you before we come to a decision about whether to continue your time limit to the end of your 21st birthday or whether to end it at the commencement of the Claiming before passing the throne to Fenry.” Elder Horis from our pack, Black Claw, stated. “I am happy to answer any questions the council may have if the answers ease their minds and instill confidence in their decision.” I continue my ‘playing nice’ routine.

I didn't mind reading it out loud. "Never read this out loud. A soul is broken and gone but that won't be for long. Power taken outside this page won't bring back a soul or stop old age but the power within can bring back anyone again. A soul that was banished won't be no more, all you need is to pour the water of everlasting life on this page to bring the one you want back today." I read the first chapter fast and excitedly because I could bring back my mother. I always wanted to meet her. The whole room instantly went silent. It reminded me that most of the top council members were still here. It also reminded me that I still needed to finish.

Dang, I can’t remember the code! Did my dad say 9122? No, it had an eight in it, I think. I can hear heavy gunfire downstairs and I can’t help but feel overwhelmed. I start to cry because I literally can’t still remember the freaking code! Okay, okay, I need to calm down. Despite the commotion downstairs, I take in a deep breath and I try to calm myself. “9182.” I say to myself and it clicks in my head. That’s the code! “9182.” I say again as I press the numbers on the keypad.

"They deserve to know. A moment later, the doors opened to Club Moroii. We walked around the corner, and Ferdinand was waiting at the entrance of the Grand Hall. It was surreal. The atmosphere the night before had been jovial, but tonight, less than twenty-four hours later, it was stoic. Everyone stood as I walked into the room. I looked around at everyone present. Drake was there, giving me a nod as I entered the room, along with Darius Blanchard and Felicia Wood, heads of the East and West Covens, respectively. Elias and Xander were there, representing the Diamond Pack; and Annette Deprayse and Zaria Vandran were also there, representing the witches. But Raven was also there, obviously not

I read out loud as I open one of them. Aliya stiffens, “What did you just say?” “It’s written here,” I hold up the book, pointing at a page.” She snatches it from me, her face pale. Then she tosses the book down and looks through the other journals, opening them and then throwing them aside, “It’s all over. Your pack was associated with the Order of Eternity?” There is horror in her voice, the kind I’ve never heard of before. “What?” I glance at Lucas. “I don’t know. This is the first time I’ve heard of this thing. What is it?”

CLUB GOLD. I'd heard of it, of course. Everyone in certain circles had. An exclusive BDSM club for the wealthy and powerful. The kind of place Marcus's friends whispered about with knowing smirks. A place I'd never been allowed to go—not that I'd wanted to. Not after what Marcus had done to me in the name of dominance. But right now, it represented something Marcus's world didn't: sanctuary. The club's service entrance was around back, hidden in shadows. I tested the door. Unlocked. My hands shook as I slipped inside, careful to close it silently behind me.

A pause, then, "You have quite a presence in the club, don't you?" I regarded him coolly, the tightness from my conversation with Luca sinking beneath a well of distaste. My great-grandfather had been one of the club's twelve founding members. If I nominated someone for admission, they were guaranteed a spot, provided they met the basic eligibility criteria. "Not any more or less than other members," I said. "Right." Francis's smile came alive like a shark sensing blood in the water. "I hear there'lIl be an opening in the Boston chapter soon. Some nasty business with Peltzer's bankruptcy.

Hope screamed as she was flattened into a magnetic signal. The young Julian and Clara touched hands. The world turned Emerald. But as the story "Reset" to Chapter One, a new figure walked into the library. It was Luc, the Liquidator Son, wearing a sharp 21st-century suit. He looked at the "History" section and picked up a book. "The Audit is just beginning, sister," Luc whispered into the static of the tape. "And this time... I’m the one who writes the Happy Ending."

“I heard that woman, Livia, moved into the Prince’s Chambers.” “Isn’t the blood-oath ceremony next week?” I shut off the comm. At noon, I met my best friend, Chloe. “You what?” Chloe’s voice was so sharp it nearly shattered her wine glass. “You’re calling off the ceremony?” “That’s right.” “Are you insane? He’s your fated mate!” “A fated mate doesn’t forge an Eternal Bond with someone else right before the ceremony,” I said calmly, sipping my blood-substitute. “And he certainly doesn’t get another woman’s name tattooed on the sacred sigil meant for me.”