Exit Light Enter Night Metallica Novels & Stories

Instead, I reach for the black kohl liner in my bag. I flip down the visor, the harsh LED lights giving me enough clarity to darken my eyes until I look like a wraith. I smirk at my reflection. It’s showtime. I step out into the biting cold. The sound of "Bad Moon" by Hollywood Undead thumps from the mansion walls. I hear the sharp intake of breath from the pack-kids lingering on the porch. "Shit," one murmurs. "Go tell the Alpha," another snaps. I grin. Let them run. Did they think I’d go into exile because of a sex tape? They don’t know a Hayes. But they’re about to get an education.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

The front doors were completely shattered, pieces of glass glittering on the wet pavement like tiny ice blocks. Marcus was waiting in the shadows of the entrance, a dark streak of blood drying on his forehead. He looked tired and beaten. "Alpha," Marcus panted, holding a silver gun with a trembling hand. "They're on Level 4, moving toward the server room. We can't stop them. The green light coming off their skin is making our wolves sick before they can even get close." I stepped out of the car, pulling the heavy platinum necklace tight around my neck. The violet light under my skin started to buzz again, waking up for a fight.

He slammed the final 'Enter' key. The room went completely, terrifyingly dark. The quiet hum of the Core, the soft whir of the environmental systems, even the distant rumbles of the city powerlines seemed to vanish into a vacuum. For a heartbeat, there was nothing but the raw echo of his own pulse pounding in his skull. Then, a single emergency battery light, struggling under the strain, flickered once more, casting a deep, absolute shadow that made the walls of the penthouse shiver with ghostly depth.

"Marcus said the old junction box was near the back wall and if the server is drawing power, it will be there." We rounded a corner made of stacked, rusted shipping crates. Suddenly, a sharp screech of grinding metal tore through the quiet. Behind us, the massive steel doors slammed down against the concrete floor with a deafening boom and the impact shook the ground beneath my boots. Before we could even turn around, the power clicked as large overhead floodlights flared to life all at once, blinding us with harsh white light. I dropped the flashlight and raised my hand to block the glare.

It exploded. A giant wave of brilliant, beautiful white light erupted from my skin. It was not weak like before. It was a fierce, blinding sun that filled the entire hockey arena, chasing away every single dark purple shadow. The defensive light hit Marcus first. The sheer force of the blast lifted him off his feet, throwing him ten feet backward across the ice until he crashed loudly into the team bench. The iron pipe flew out of his hands, clattering away into the darkness. The white light expanded further, rushing toward the center of the rink where the giant black stone sat on its pedestal. The corrupted relic began to screech, a high pitched, horrible noise that sounded like metal grind

Kaelen The heavy metal security door of cell block seven glided shut behind us with a definitive, mechanical thud that buried Alpha Bryce’s ruined protests in the deep concrete sub-levels. I didn't loosen my grip on Elara’s hand as we marched back toward the main vertical transit lift. The reinforced carbon-fiber plating of our tactical armor brushed together with every stride, a sharp, metallic rhythm that matched the cold, unrelenting focus of our shared mind. Through the fated mate bond, the golden thread between our hearts was vibrating at a dense, heavy frequency, anchoring the raw, dark dominance of the Midnight Eclipse line straight into my own Alpha successor core.

He added, watching the sun slowly sink beyond the sand. The two brothers stood side by side when a sudden gust of wind nearly blinded them in the sand shower. The sky above thundered and a bolt of lightning struck the ground near their feet. A doorway opened, and a mental voice ushered them in. Several paces down the staircase, a pair of torches ignited. They took them and descended into darkness. After nearly ten minutes, the two emerged into a large room. Seated on a high throne was Anubis. “Lord Anubis,” both men said, falling to their knees and palms.”

It could have been a trick of the light or something. "Say something, Luna!" Little tears dropped from his eyes, his beautiful eyes but I couldn't see past the hate. Something was wrong but I was too drowsy to think clearly or offer my mate a reply. At last, I was pulled into darkness and the sounds around me slowly waned. The last thing I heard was Asher calling me the pet name he gave to me. Deliciae.

Argos' words trailed as he stepped toward me. We watched as Alassandra tilted her head back, and a loud scream escaped her lips; she threw the white ball of light forward into the darkness, flicking it toward the shadows. Our eyes were drawn to the massive ball of light that was expanding around us. We had no choice but to cover our eyes as the light was so intense that we were completely blinded by it. Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and everything felt as if it was spinning. Suddenly, a loud growl was heard. I opened my eyes to find we were no longer in the manor but in the woods just outside the Valer dorm.