Warehouse 13 Novels & Stories

Focusing on the things that they needed to find, he started to walk in one of the shops that sell clothes and fabric to be used to customize clothes. They needed to hurry so that they could regroup with Hail and the others. And then they could return to the shed where Reyan, Iero, Hiero, Blue, and Aria are so that they could finally head to their destination – the fifth kingdom, where Sykh, Yuria, Jun, Sylv, and the citizens are! … “Whoa! So cold!” Kulv shivered from the cold after Mahi opened the cold storage room where the meat, fruits, vegetables, and other kinds of food like rice, were stored to delay their spoiling.

"I want this all to go away. To just stop." I felt a yawn force its way out of my mouth. I was begining to fight to keep my eyes open. I looked at the cup of tea curiously. "What have you done? What's in this?" I accused her. I knock came from the door. Meynard rushed into the room. "Wrap things up here Lamia. We have trouble. Our stock in the warehouse has been reduced to none. The warehouse has been comprimed and is on fire. They got them out. Our inventory. The tracks lead north."

Iris looked up and saw us. "Good morning girls" She called. We walked over with confusion on our faces. "Why are you making so much?" I asked. Mom shrugged, "If we're feeding werewolves, we need a lot" "They're coming over?" I asked and Iris nodded. "What about the wards? The wolfsbane?" Jasmine asked. "We dug it up and took down the wards this morning" Mom replied. "What have you done to my mother?" I demanded. Jasmine laughed. I looked up when I heard a deep chuckle join her. Griffin was in the doorway.

Sable We reached the Calderon Holdings warehouse at six thirty-eight on the morning of Day Nine. Nobody had gone home. Nobody had slept. Nixx verified the utility spike, Marcus called the club, and we were on the road within minutes of Tomas giving us the address. The sky was turning gray by the time the warehouse appeared beyond a strip of scrub west of Los Lunas. Power was on. Fresh tire tracks cut through the gravel, one security light still burned over the loading bay, and a side door had been left badly latched. None of that meant Jarek was inside. I had learned that lesson too many times already.

My ears strained to catch every word while trying to look like I wasn't listening. "What about Moretti's crew?" Another man leaned forward. "They've been sniffing around our territory." Luca. They were talking about Luca. My heart hammered against my ribs. "Let them sniff." Damien took the glass I offered him. Our fingers brushed. Sparks shot up my arm. I yanked my hand back. "They won't find anything." "The west warehouse is ready for Friday's delivery." The first man pointed at something on the map. "Three hundred units. The usual mix."

“We have some deliveries to do.” “Yes, boss,” he said quickly, then turned to Max. “You heard him. To the warehouse now.” Max nodded, pressed his foot on the pedal, and the car glided smoothly into motion. *** The warehouse was not in Marinda View or any known city. It sat on the border between Marinda View and Lakeside, hidden deep within the woods. Even if you stood on the roadside and stared into the trees, you would not see it. It was invisible to strangers, shielded by nature itself. Even from above, from the tallest mountain, you would not detect its outline. Every branch and leaf had been deliberately nurtured to conceal the structure beneath.

But I'll take what I can get. "Good." I turn back to the group. "Now let's use what we know. Dexter, brief everyone on the tactical information. Locations, numbers, layout. Everything your source told you." Dexter pushes off from the wall and moves to the center of the room, pulling up images on his phone. "The warehouse is three stories, mostly gutted. James has twelve wolves total. Four on perimeter patrol, two at each major entrance, four inside as mobile response." "That's a lot of coverage for one building," one of the warriors observes.

“Which warehouse is least active?” He checked his tablet. “Building twelve. The old shipping company. It’s been registered under shell companies for years. No employees, no deliveries.” “That’s where they are.” Leon shifted uneasily. “You want to wait for backup?” “No.” My voice was a rasp. “Every minute we wait is another minute they could be hurting her.” I cut the engine. The sudden silence felt like a scream in my ears. I turned to them. “We go in quiet. If you see her, you get her out. I don’t care what you have to do.”

Chapter 58 – The Heist at Warehouse 14 The air stank of salt and rust. The docks were quiet, the city lights distant against the black water. Warehouse 14 stood at the end of the pier, metal doors shut, guards at each corner. Lena crouched behind a stack of shipping containers, taking in the scene with binoculars. The Russians were here, just as Ivanov had said. They brought additional muscle," Marco muttered from beside her. Luca's voice came through the earpiece. "Sniper in position. Provide the signal."

Ethan asked, his eyes scanning the warehouse floor. "Thirty-two," Meglo answered without hesitation. "How many are currently moving?" Meglo checked his tablet, his thumb swiping across the screen with furious grace. "Twenty-eight." "And the other four?" "Waiting for loading instructions." Meglo's voice remained flat, betraying nothing. "How many loading bays are operational?" "All twenty." "How many are actively being used?" Meglo tapped his screen again, a faint crease forming between his brows as he studied the data. "Fourteen."