Nacht Der Untoten Easter Egg Novels & Stories

AS I STEPPED INTO the hallway, the pitch-black paint nearly left me in the dark, but I was used to it and soon enough my eyes adjusted to the lighting. Curved into the walls were vines decorated with spikes. The carvings are as pitch black as the wall itself, so anyone who got too close to the wall would be sliced open by the spikes. I wasn't looking at the spikes, though, but at the things hanging from them. Thousands of little objects hung from the spikes: necklaces, bracelets, watches, etc. I took every piece from a corpse the Nightmare Master forced me to massacre.

I opened it, the screen’s glow harsh in the dark room. There were no news reports of the Moretti explosion. No mention of the Sovereign. The world was quiet—too quiet. I navigated to a hidden server, one Lucian had told me about in the Nursery. It was a backchannel for the Blackwood Elders. I entered the bypass code, my fingers trembling. The screen flickered, and a single video file appeared. I clicked play.

I snatched it up and handed it to him, watching with held breath as he unfolded the page. His eyes skimmed Nunzia’s neat handwriting for several seconds before he hummed, “As it turns out, Elias is not at the castle. Word has it he’s planning on visiting the Underground tomorrow night.” I frowned, “The Underground?” Azrael leaned in, his lips curling into a smile. “Think of it as a magical nightclub.” “You mean brothel,” Amora purred. “Oh, lovely.” I sighed, “We’re going to another brothel.”

She had nothing to loose, her parents were safe at the cabin. Elantra leaned close enough for her whisper to brush against Una’s ear. “Tonight,” she murmured, “I’ll parade your dead body in the Nacht Territory.”

"You bring me the source code for Unity. You surrender your bodies and your minds to my facility." "And I release the cure." The clock on the screen starts ticking down. 96:00:00. "Clock's ticking," Evelyn says. The screen goes black. I stare at the blank monitor. The victory of the night patch turns to ash in my mouth. She didn't just hack the code. She hacked the biology of the human race. "She's winning," I whisper. "She was winning while we were debugging." Alex looks at the map of the cities. New York is one of them.

“What in the world just happened? What was that?” This was not her first time seeing something of that caliber. Nonetheless, it still did not stop Audrey from feeling hysterical; especially when it remind her of what they encountered at the Land of Dystopia. There was this one time when they tried to collect a forbidden fruit and unknowingly awakened an army of undead and if she has to compare this to that, she could safely assume that they were the same thing, a living dead! [I have no idea.] Nero too was as dumbfounded as Audrey because he was not prepared to discover this. Now, he reckoned that it made sense why they did not want people going outside once nighttime arrived.

Treyciene tells Elias with a glare. “I’m sure it can wait to be corrected until the morning. Allow yourselves some rest; you do more than enough,” I tell them honestly. They nod their heads and bow in thanks as I leave. I decided to walk to the museum, there would be preparations for the Festival of the Undead, which will take place at the end of the week, and I wanted to see the progress. It was an annual festival celebrating the Underworld’s liberation from the angels over three millennia ago.

The few remaining Coven's seemed to have disappeared. Colton also tried to get in touch with the pack in Tennessee but they either don't own a radio or aren't interested in talking. Of course, another possibility is that they were wiped out. Evidently, that's happened to few packs after the Nightmare. They were taken down by other packs or the vampires.

I sent a friend request. Two seconds later, it was accepted. A message popped up immediately after. NocturneNotes: Your house has been marked. Your whole family is going to die.

Fanny stared at her but she couldn’t say a word, her hands were shuddering where it was, what would Eve feel if she found out what she did, her heart was heavy and doesn’t wanna think more about it. She’d to find out who did that. She stared at the picture on her phone, she’d taken them from Wesley’s phone since she knew the password to his phone was Eve. It was a naked picture of Eve with Moscow lying together on the bed, the picture looked so much like her because of the tattoo over her and everything. She couldn’t deny that this was Eve's bare body. And the other was a video of her having sex with it. She glanced over at Eve. Did they have sex?