Seeked Novels & Stories

she said as she left both of them standing there. "She's not all wrong you know, I would have paid more attention on you guys. I'm sorry." Sighing, "Let's go get some air," Bridget suggested. On their way out, Amanda bumped into Mark accidentally. "S-s-so so-sorry," Mark stuttered as he bent to pick up his copy of THE TEMPEST. "No, I'm sorry." Amanda apologized instead. "I should have looked." Mark stood in front of Amanda, staring at her with a lot of effort to control his shaky legs.

POV Ruby Trigger Warning talk and illustration of abuse I can't believe that this is happening! How did he know that we were here?! A million thoughts raced through my brain as everyone turned to look at me. I looked at Mac and Scarlett and they nodded. Cassy leaned in and rubbed my back. I looked down and sighed with relief to see a new text from Cerise in response to the one I had just sent her.

Reid said, sticking his hand out into the middle of our huddle. Seb and I just stared at him as he waited expectantly. Then Seb turned and started towards their camp. He ducked behind a tree and almost disappeared from view as he used his tracker and warrior training to find a suitable position to spy on them. Reid and I stayed where he left us, hunkering down behind our own trees and waiting until he linked us. Only, his link never came. “What the fuck!” Sebastian exclaimed, and then we heard a loud thud and a “holy fucking shit!”

I wanted to ask him so many questions, but the look on his face kept me quiet. After what felt like hours, we arrived at a secluded cabin deep in the woods. It was old and weathered, but there was an air of mystery about it. Alpha Ansel turned off the engine and got out, motioning for me to follow. “This is where the seer lives,” he explained, leading me up the creaky wooden steps to the door. He knocked, a rhythmic pattern that sounded almost like a code. Moments later, the door creaked open, revealing an elderly woman with piercing blue eyes.

“What time is it?” “Three…” It was three in the morning? She wanted to drink… She came to sit up again and AJ turned on the lamp as he sat up. He seemed agitated as hell. “What the fuck is it? Ha? I said don’t fucking move?” “I need a drink…” She felt like sobbing.

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His voice was a fragile whisper, thin and congested from the lingering cold. I looked. There, perched on a frost-shattered branch twenty yards away, was a Seeker. It was no larger than a raven, its matte-black chassis invisible against the shadows, save for the single, rotating red lens that was currently tracking the heat signature of my son’s heart. The Seeker didn't flare. It didn't shriek. It simply recorded. "Leo, get back," I commanded. I didn't reach for my dagger. I reached for the reservoir of power I knew was buried in my marrow. The high-pitched ringing of the Gilded Toll shrieked in my skull—a warning of the tax I was about to pay.

The trajectory reading expression registering the function's signal and sending back the specific quality of someone who had been pointing toward this for fourteen years and was finally being told the pointing had been correct. I am ready, it said. I have been ready.

Far beyond Saturn. Deep in the dark. A ripple appears. Subtle. Almost invisible. But I feel it. Before the Custodian even speaks. The predator has adjusted trajectory. Matteo’s voice drops. “That’s not good, is it.” No. The ripple expands slightly. Like something enormous is bending space itself. Closer. Faster. Hunting. My chest tightens. Aidan made his move. Now the predator is making its own. Severiel watches the ripple with quiet interest.

I showed Sebastian the screen without breaking stride. He laughed. Short and genuine and completely free. Then my phone buzzed again. Different number. I looked at the screen and stopped walking completely. Sebastian stopped beside me. "What?" I turned the screen toward him slowly. A video file. Sent from Devon's number. No message. No context. Just the file sitting there. Sebastian stared at it. "The video." He said quietly. "He sent it." "Why would he send it now?" I pressed. "His hearing starts in forty minutes. Why would he—"