Trait Hoarder Chapter 8 Novels & Stories

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the ice. "They aren't failures, Mother! They’re Pre-Paid Deposits!" Hope cried out. "The High Council didn't delete them because they were weak—they stored them because they were Too Much to Burn!". The realization hit me harder than the Magistrate’s gavel. The Eleven Sovereigns weren't a warning; they were my Inheritance. I didn't reach for the fire. I reached for the Original Silence of the wooden key and funneled the entirety of the Ninety-Eight Chapters of Ancestral Hunger into the marble dais.

I asked hoarsely. She nodded, pointing to a utility door. "In there." I forced myself back to my feet, stumbled over to the door, then just stood and stared in shock. The rear half was stacked, floor to ceiling, with cases of ration packs. Enough to feed Candy and her kids three meals a day for a year, easily. My heart raged with anger... this bastard didn't deserve the swift death of being eaten by a lion. He deserved so much worse... but it was too late now.

Elena adjusted her hoodie, every muscle tensed, ready for any surprises. The near-abandoned plaza on the city’s edge, notorious for shady dealings, made her skin crawl. “Get in, get out.” She muttered, willing herself to keep going. This was no place to linger.

* * * The screaming continued to echo throughout the warehouse as James, Matt, and Andy raced up the stairs, along the corridor, and through the rooms. Once James burst through the last door, he had his emotions under control once again because he knew this was it. He knew what he was about to see would tear at his heart, stir his wrath, and if he couldn’t control himself, all hell would break loose. He’d likely kill Herbert on the spot, and fuck, he didn’t want to do that, especially not in front of Mia. It’d give her nightmares for days to come if she saw the murderous rage in his eyes.

" I clung to her hand, stopping her from making the call. She gave me a pitiful look. "Your parents mentioned you had to drop out of school for home rest because you had a severe delusional disorder. Now, I can see how bad things really are." She continued dialing the number, but Eason charged forward and snatched the phone from her. Then, he dropped it in a bowl of soup. "What the hell do you know? You're all her parents' accomplices! You guys are the crazy ones!" He shoved Ms. Cornell to the ground and grabbed my hand. "Let's go, Allie!"

Summoning every ounce of strength left, I jumped on and tore off toward our hideout. I slammed the door shut behind me and crumpled to the floor, breathless. Blood oozed from my arm, but I had no time for that then. I opened my hand to reveal the prize: a pink diamond, glinting with an otherworldly glow. "It's here. Now talk," I said. Old Fox, ever the cool customer, took the diamond, inspected it briefly in the light, and then pulled out a sealed dossier from his desk. "Everything you need to know about your guy is right here."

Next to the other four. Where it had always been going to go. Where she had always been going to put it. Where the archive would keep it. For the people who needed to find it. Who were already coming. Who were already here. Who would keep coming. End of Chapter Thirty-Eight.

⸻ Nothing. No future. ⸻ No destiny. ⸻ No final chapter. ⸻ 😨 ⸻ 🌙 Orion Understands Orion stepped closer. ⸻ For a long moment he stared at the empty pages. ⸻ Then his face changed. ⸻ Because he understood something before anyone else. ⸻ “This isn’t theft.” ⸻ Silence. ⸻ The Keeper looked toward him. ⸻ “What do you mean?” ⸻

I hear him call after me in a singsong voice as I make my way down the stairs and I roll my eyes. By the time I'm in my car and headed off to who the hell knows where, I begin to wonder once again just who the cloaked man is. Clearly, he must have some sort of status to possess so much money, but I didn't recognize his voice. Nearly an hour later, I reach my destination, a couple of broken-down looking warehouses, and I can't but wonder who would stash anything of any value here. I park my car somewhat cautiously, then climb out into the cold night air, resisting the urge to shiver. "Okay," I say aloud as I slowly make my way across the yard, which is littered with pieces of trash and random