Exo Stories Novels & Stories

Ellie's P.O.V. “Is there someone at Walton Lux you're trying to avoid, Ellie? A person from your past with bad intentions?” Even after leaving White Mansion, Zack’s question refused to leave my mind. As the driver steered the car through the afternoon traffic, I stared out the window without really seeing anything. Jared… Could he really become one of those people? After spending an entire morning reading horrifying reports about obsessed ex-fiancés, stalkers, acid attacks, and murderers, my imagination had become far too active.

My gaze quickly swerved to my father who stared at the card as if it might bite him. "She... yes. She's dying." "I may have a solution to your financial difficulties." Mr. Cohen opened a leather folder. "My boss, Mr. Dominic Winter, suffers from a rare genetic blood disorder. Without regular transfusions from a very specific blood type, he will die." I felt Vivian's eyes on me, and with the way she was looking at me, it seemed she knew already. "What does this have to do with us?" my mother asked, her voice trembling.

"What are you thinking?” Calla let out a long breath, as if she’d been holding it in. “Well, what am I thinking right now? Let me tell you. Number one: the man I recently fell in love with, yup, the father of my unborn kids – is currently about to marry another woman. Number two: I have gotten my revenge on my ex and his girlfriends. Number three: I have a man named Vincenzo who is probably after my life but is taking his sweet time. And number four: I have Damien’s company. I go to work and all that… bullshit.” She paused, her eyes burning in the dim light from the dashboard. “It seems like my story is about to end on a boring, sad note. Look, if my story is ever gonna end, it doesn’t have

LILY POV I ran into my apartment, and my shaking hands caused me to fumble with the keys. I felt an increased heartbeat, and a jolt that was similar to seeing a ghost. No, worse than a ghost. Isaac. He was back, and he owned the entire Equinex Company and Equinex Lab was just a part of it. I had walked right into his territory without even realizing it. How could I have been so blind?

I may be little compared to him but I have my ways of being the big guy too. I see the darkest shade of pink color on Xaveir's cheeks as he bites the inside of his mouth. I tap my fingers on my arms, patiently waiting for him to say something. "Hmm...it was an experiment..." he hums, wetting his bottom lip with his tongue. "Junior year in high school, there was this girl who I slept with and...she kind of confessed that she was in love with me right at the moment I...you know what..." Xaveir shakes his head, running a hand through his hair in a hurry. "I thought it was a thing with girls. That they fall in love with the guy with whom they have their first time. So...I wanted to see if I coul

“She’s my ex.” I blinked. Then blinked again. No. No way. I searched his face for any sign of a joke, but Damien Carter didn’t joke. “You’re lying.” “Am I?” His smirk returned. “Go ahead. Say her name.” I didn’t. Because I couldn’t. Because the second I did, the second I admitted it—everything changed. Damien stepped closer, lowering his voice. “You think Eric just moved on?” I swallowed. “He did.” Damien tilted his head. “Then tell me something, Adrianna.”

It was a rhythmic, mathematical sequence-ancient, brutal, and undeniably human. "S.O.S... Exodus 01... The Flesh is Weak... The Iron is Eternal..." The Shadow of the Exodus The war room buzzed with a sense of impending dread. Sarah, Leo, and Councilman Halloway gathered around the holographic table as Kael downloaded the "Ghost-Signals."

DEX A heartbeat runs through me, painful at first, like something inside me has cracked open. Then, that pain spreads and changes, flooding every vein in my body with fire. It burns, but it heals too, like lava surging through me. Every pulse carries both agony and exhilaration until I can’t contain it anymore. My lips part, and a deep, wild howl tears out of my chest. It echoes across the battlefield, carrying through the air until it reaches every mind and heart within the Silver Crescent Pack.

Once I got inside, I started the engine, then pulled out my phone. I opened the new I*******m account I had created for Thelma Wells and typed Ethan’s name into the search bar. His profile appeared almost immediately. I stared at his picture for a few seconds, my lips curling into a small smile. Then I hit Follow. Next up, I opened his messenger and typed out exactly twenty-three words. HELLO ETH, THIS IS THELMA WELLS. I LOVE THE FLOWERS AND I WANT TO RETURN THE GESTURE. PLEASE SEND ME YOUR HOME ADDRESS. I read the message one last time before hitting send. Let the game begin.