Nine Sols Ao3 Novels & Stories

Instead of taking a cab, I walked home. By the time I got there, the sky was already dark. I stood quietly at the doorway, staring at the photo of us sitting on the shoe cabinet. It was taken three years ago, during our trip to Southsea. Annie was smiling so brightly back then, like her eyes were filled with stars. Now, those stars had all fallen on someone else. A wave of helplessness rose from deep inside my chest. As I collapsed onto the couch, a buzz from my phone broke the silence. It was a message from Annie.

Not far from her, Beau remained in the room they had placed him in. He had not spoken a word since Rey dragged him off of Malcolm. He sat in silence, eyes open and unblinking, untouched by the voices around him as he stared at the vacant wall ahead. Lycan guards rotated watch as if he, too, were something fragile and dangerous in equal measure. In a different cabin, Orion's body lay in state, now wrapped in black ceremonial fur marked with the sigils of the North. The Alpha had fallen, and with him the enemies of the North, but without him, the North stood stunned—waiting, bracing, suspended between obedience and ruin.

“I’m sorry, Claire. Somewhere along the way… I fell in love with Zoey. I didn’t realize it at first. But when she left—I knew.” Claire’s face went blank for a beat… then twisted into a crooked, bitter smile. Her tears smeared her makeup as she let out a jagged, high-pitched laugh. Adrian opened his mouth to speak again— But before he could get a word out, Claire suddenly yanked a cloth from her bag, soaked in something pungent, and pressed it hard over his nose and mouth. Adrian’s eyes widened in shock. He tried to fight back—but whatever she used worked fast. Within seconds, everything went black.

We’re to meet in two days, on an asteroid belt in the Q Sector. So I get to work, finishing up my newest design. It’s quite simple, really. I create a stand in the middle of the Command Deck. But instead of being made of metal or titanium, it’s made of solid Neron. Valen pulled enough of it from the earth outside to create a three-foot tall stand with two handles to grip at the top. The base of it goes to those tubes that flow through the ship, connecting to the Core affixed to the top of this beast.

“Buried in your system. She didn’t just poke you. She flipped a switch that was welded into your bones before you were old enough to spell your own name.” A new element bloomed at the corner of Lys’s internal vision, ghosting over the physical displays. A number. Bright, toxic red against the muted backdrop of her HUD. **90 : 00 : 00 : 00** It ticked. **89 : 23 : 59 : 59** “Is that—” “Days, hours, minutes, seconds,” Aria whispered. “It just started. Ninety days. That’s your fuse.” Her skin went cold.

The morning rays of the sun slowly crept into the room as little Liam opened his eyes and his lips curved up in a smile as he saw Aurora sleeping peacefully on the sofa near his bed, she looked so peaceful and he couldn’t help but click a picture of her as she slept. Just as he climbed out of bed to cover her with his quilt, his door creaked open and his dad strood into the room but stopped short when he saw his son gesturing to him to be quiet and Malcolm couldn’t help but scrunch his brows.

Oliver said, the note of finality in his voice unmistakable. It wasn’t much time to get revenge and systematically destroy this pack from the inside out, but I could manage it well enough. I removed my nails from Nox’s arm, and as I flattened my hand on the cold surface of the table, I was left with the slight tingle that rippled across my skin, an after affect of the sparks from the mate-bond. “Three months.” I rolled the words around on my tongue before giving him a curt nod. “Alright, deal.”

Reina answered without embarrassment. "Shall we do it one more time?" Reina not yet gave the answer, Alta has go back under her skin and places his body on Reina's, attacked her with a demanding kiss. Their tongues met each other, twist each other. Groans and sighs filled a poorly sized room. Reina's neck became red because of Alta's actions, and so did him. Alta's hand went through Reina's body, stirring something down there. Playing it until Reina's desire came hotter, making Alta couldn't beae his libido a little longer, then he made love.

There is nothing else around me but the source. It's a long and winding whisp, a red breeze. It wraps around my finger, gently, crawling up my arm, breathing into my heart, filling up my head. It tightens on my ring finger, and I reach out to grab it. It pulls me, hard, and I cry out, shocked that the pain is real and not imagined. Bright colors rush back to me and I grab onto the first thing I see, and it is Imperator Seth. I know it is him before I see him by the smell of his sweet cologne, and when my eyes flit up from the floor, to see his mouth pierce my skin.

I thought he would give up, but he summoned all the werewolves in the pack for the 99th time and got on his knees, swearing to the Moon Goddess, “Mia, you’re the only Mate I’ll ever have. If you refuse me, I’ll keep asking until you agree.” I was moved by his determination and love. After that, I established a Mate Bond with him. To repay his love, I gave him 99 handmade forgiveness coupons on the day of our Marking Ceremony. I promised him that I would forgive him 99 times. As long as he still had coupons left over, I would forgive him and stay with him no matter what he did.