Prelude 12/21 Novels & Stories

Nothing could ever make them alike and they both knew it very well. * The street was empty and dark. The silence was dangerous yet consoling and Siana liked it just that way. She was walking back to her home, she had taken the longer route cause she wanted to enjoy the night by herself. A lot had been happening lately but she couldn’t complain cause she had been preparing for this for all those years. And it was finally happening, she had to get stronger for this to end. The full moon night of her 20th birthday is when it all ends….

I sighed. “Do either of you have a harness on your affinity?” “No…it’s definitely emotional though I don’t think either of us have had an awful out burst though to create anything bad.” I told him. “Well let me do some digging I’ll get ahold of you soon.” Marley said. “Thanks and Marley?” “Yeah?” “Don’t take too long okay who ever wants us wants us by the eclipse and I want to be prepared way before then.” “Shit that’s only a few months away…alright I’ll do my best you’ll be seeing me soon.”

Nicole's POV It's on Wednesday,my first day at work ,my first work since I graduated. I have prepared myself for the day . By 7 I've already prepared myself ,today I decided to do with an official black pencil skirt, I cream chiffon top well tucked in a black blazer and my black stiletto heels. My hair is tied up in a pony tail,my always hairstyle, I carry my cream hand bag , check myself on the mirror for the last before I head out of the room.

“And the second piece? The half from the safehouse?” There was a long, agonizing pause on the other end of the line. “Taken,” the contact muttered. “Someone breached the wing right before us. The second half is gone.” Julian’s eyes snapped open, his jaw hardening into granite. The relief vanished, replaced by a cold, calculating dread. Someone was playing a parallel game. Someone had anticipated his timeline and beaten him to the prize. He looked back toward the estate, watching the headlights of Kain’s armored vehicles begin to spin into position.

He wrote the date — the first Monday of December, the beginning of the fifth year of the whole of it — and then the line that had been arriving since the morning: The room that believes in the person before the person arrives. The stair that makes its case with every tread. The library that is always December, always prepared, always the made-ready welcome. This is what we are, when we are at our best, for each other. The made-ready room. The prepared welcome. The December of daily life. He underlined it. He returned to work.

“No. I’ve been working on the rewrites of Legal Briefs all day. I’m not even dressed, why?” “Well, you can forget the rewrite. Peter Williams, the main man from Prelude Press just called and he loves the book.” “Prelude? I’ve never heard of them.” “They’re a small, very exclusive New York House. Started publishing poetry back in the early seventies, expanded to political non-fiction, then opened their fiction department about a year ago. Peter said he mailed your contracts express overnight, so throw some clothes on, or go in your underwear, I don’t care, but get your little ass over to that little post office of yours and pick up your mail.”

I shot him a glare. "It's a week-long event where all the Alpha Superiors gather together for meetings and galas," I explained. "When is it?" She asked. "Next week." I sighed thinking of all the planning I still had to do. I still had to approve the menus for the week, go over living arrangements, pick out a song list for the galas, and so much more. "I need to find Liu," I said, thinking out loud. "Can I help?" Vega asked. "I've got nothing else to do."

It’s time for him to call his prey once more. They must be continually reminded of what is at stake. One mistake from Jim and Nathan’s side and their downfall will begin.

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She answered in a whisper, not wanting Ian to notice the effect of her words. They danced to more songs and continued drinking. He is whiskey, and she, margaritas. The night passed quickly. Between drinks, and glances that said more than what their mouths expressed. “Oh, my goodness!” she exclaimed, looking at his cell phone. “It's late, I have to go”. Ian looked at his wristwatch, it was indeed twenty past two in the morning, but he didn't want it to end either. “Did you bring a car?” he asked curiously.