Warehouse 13 Endless Novels & Stories

In the footage, Delilah was kneeling in front of a thickset man, massaging his legs with a submissive smile. I turned it off and switched back to the external cameras. Across the endless frozen landscape, our warehouse, which was lit by only a few scattered lights, looked like a lone island in the dark. Solar power was limited, so I enforced strict energy rationing. Heat ran for four hours a day—no more. The rest of the time, the warehouse felt like a freezer. Food dropped back to cold rations of compressed biscuits and canned goods. Rhys spent most of his time silently maintaining the crossbow.

Watching him berate Chloe on my behalf, I suddenly felt exhausted. "Enjoy your wedding in three days," I said softly. I salvaged the carved horse from the ashes, the one he'd stayed up all night making, then clutched it tightly in my palm. I muttered, "In three days, I will leave you for good, Damien. We shall never meet again." After stumbling out of the room, I could no longer hold back my tears. At last, my family and I could be together again in heaven. While Damien was out, I went to a small store on the outskirts of town and purchased two large bags of charcoal.

My driver, Marcus—a loyal beta who'd been with my family for over a decade—knew better than to ask questions when I gave him addresses like this one. The warehouse sat at the end of a dead-end street, its windows boarded up and walls covered in graffiti. To anyone passing by, it looked like just another casualty of economic decline. In reality, it was one of several properties I maintained for situations that required a more... hands-on approach to problem-solving. Two of my security team members flanked the entrance, nodding respectfully as I approached. The heavy metal door opened with a screech of rusted hinges, and I stepped into the dim interior.

' "Whitney, the biggest regret of my life was falling in love with you. I will forget you completely, forever." Clenching his jaw, William poured out the rest of the box’s contents. Suddenly, he noticed some documents. They are a will and a donation agreement.

Keeping my face unreadable, I walked to the bar and sat down. I could do this all night. “Break his fingers.” I ordered staring at Stefano. Suddenly, the sound of something snapping filled the entire bar. Lauren flinched the moment she heard the sound but there was nothing she could do about it. Domenico screamed in pain but I didn't give a f**k. Domenico coughed, blood speckling his lips. “The shipment… It’s at the docks… Warehouse 13…” I smiled, finally satisfied as I heard the location.

"What's going on here?" A familiar chuckle answered from inside the office. Hannah appeared in the doorway, flashing me a bright "Oh, hey, Emilia," she said, voice dripping with false innocence. "Sorry about this. Ethan says I'm now the official designer of Eternal Dawn and the company's head embroiderer. So this office will be mine now." She raised her brows with a smirk. "Guess you'll have to join the common workspace." The room went still, tension hanging heavy in the air.

naz_mzf91 The End…

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