Raft Chapters Novels & Stories

And she finally leaves. I let out a shaky breath and run my hands through my hair, clutching the end of the curls tightly as I fall back on the couch. My heart pounds in my chest and my scalp burns as I bury my fingers deeper, but I welcome the pain because it’s the only thing distracting me from feeling another sort of pain. The kind I’m sure would hurt far worse. ~ "Come in," I order gruffly at the person on the other end, and the office door opens. Zack walks in, and I internally groan when I see the file in his hand.

Beyond the frame, Maud could see a dark diagonal scar in a wall painted in magnolia. ‘Well this old thing doesn’t want to keep quiet no longer,’ Maud said approaching the bookcase and peering into the gash in the wall. She pulled out her cell phone and punched in the numbers. ‘What are you doing, Maud?’ Agnes said in surprise. ‘We old uns need t’ be lookin’ at this in a different way,’ Maud said. ‘An’ sometimes that needs younger eyes.’

Felix Taylor chose to stand that moment, and the eyes of everyone in the hall was immediately on him, waiting for him to speak, and Jacob took his seat. “I’m very sorry to disturb you all today” he began, “But I felt like this is a very important topic. It might not affect us now, but it might soon, if we don’t do something about it. It might be you, or your loved one and I’m just trying to avoid this turning into something else. A week ago, a man was killed in the woods, and just two days ago, another human, a young man this time, was killed…. Drained of blood right in the middle of street. Now the humans say it’s some kind of animal attack, but we know it wasn’t. We all know it was one of

Scarlett shook her head. “You could have taken it slow, eased up on your attacks… but you didn’t care.” She said quietly. She saw the flicker of his eyes as he looked for an escape and she knew she was right. Cade really didn’t care… She reached for him, her nails elongated before she plunged her hand into his chest as he screamed in agony and ripped his heart from him. It pulsed in her hand before she tossed it aside not even sparing the body a look. Rafael who was in wolf form engaged with another wolf as Scarlett lunged at another one, clawing the wolf's neck before she snapped its head, with her hands doing the damage that she knew they couldn’t heal from.

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“And I will not yield!” For a heartbeat, light flared green and gold, so bright it pierced the canopy. The tendrils shrieked. Not with sound, but with vibration, rattling the bones of the earth as they recoiled deeper into the fissures. The visions faltered, flickering at the edges. The whispers broke into static, disjointed and weak. Mirra staggered, collapsing to her knees again. Sweat poured down her face, her chest heaving. The forest was not healed—far from it. The corruption remained, heavy and festering. But the tendrils had been pushed back. The fissures sealed, if only temporarily.

Dark energy crackles, lashing out. Get down! Kieran’s voice, useless and frantic, but the instinct is mine. I throw myself sideways. The corrupted earth where I stood explodes. Chunks of blighted soil rain down. The backlash hits the corrupted form. A shriek, unearthly, agonized. The carefully constructed body… fractures . Mossy skin splits, revealing writhing darkness beneath. Glowing veins rupture, spilling sickly light like pus. It stumbles back, clutching at its chest, howling. Not pain. Rage. Betrayal.

“If you’re hearing this, then I was right. I always knew someone would try to rewrite it. Not because they want my seat. But because they want the story. Flagship was never about legacy. It was about leverage. So here’s yours.” The screen populated with six folders. Labeled: DRIFT. FRACTURE. QUORUM. ECLIPSE. DIVERGENCE. RECLAMATION. Each one locked. But visible. Each one tagged with Jasper’s personal authorization seal. Rae stared at the screen. Then at Noah. And in a voice she hadn’t used in weeks — clear, certain, unafraid — she said: “Start with Eclipse.”

she barked. A heavy boot slammed into the door. Another kick. The wood creaked and cracked. I yanked the diary out from my waistband with shaking hands. No time to think, no time to pick— I ripped out a few pages, crumpled them hard, and shoved them deep into the back pocket of my pants. I flung the door open just as the man's next kick hit—his boot crashed into my knees. Pain shot through my whole body as I crashed to the ground, scraping my arms against the floor.

Cherry As soon as Arthur fires his gun, chaos breaks out all around me. Alphas morph into wolves all around, some charging directly at me before they have a chance to transform, while the others wager that they will be able to catch up to them after they have changed. I can quickly leave because of the internal conflict, despite my chest hurting from the abrupt effort. I'm not used to doing things like this, but I have no choice.