All Chapters of Eclipse of the Dead: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The days had become a blur of missions, research, and exhaustion. Every day felt like a battle in its own right, not just against the infected but against the fear that hung over everything—especially over Ethan. His powers, once something he could control with ease, were now something else entirely. They were unpredictable, unstable. Every time he used them, I could see the toll it took on his body. His energy would flicker, his breathing would become shallow, and his body would shake as if he was fighting against himself. It terrified me. I had watched him for so long, knowing the weight of his powers, but I had never seen him like this before. And with each passing day, the fear grew. Fear that he would push too far. Fear that he would lose control completely. But even as I watched him suffer, I also saw something else—a determination, a will to keep going, to protect the team, to protect me. Ethan was the one who had always been in control, the one who carried us through the ch

The weight of it all was getting heavier, like a storm cloud that hung just overhead, threatening to break at any moment. Every day, it felt like something had to give, like the balance we were struggling to maintain was slipping through our fingers. The pressure of our mission, the pressure of what I was trying to accomplish, the pressure of what we had built together—it was all building up. And no matter how hard we tried to keep it together, Ethan and I were slowly unraveling. It started with the small things. Snaps here and there, short words where there had once been smiles, the tension that we both tried to ignore but couldn’t escape. The emotional and physical strain had started to seep into our relationship, and neither of us was prepared for it. We had always been able to rely on each other, to fall back on the quiet strength we’d found in our bond. But now, it felt like we were standing on a tightrope, each of us too afraid to move in case the other fell. Ethan’s powers w

The world had changed so much, and every day felt heavier than the last. I had always been able to focus, to compartmentalize the chaos around me, but lately, it was harder to keep those things separate. My research, the virus, the weight of trying to save humanity—all of it was pressing down on me. But what made everything even more complicated, more intense, was Ethan. Ethan was my strength. But Ethan was also my greatest fear. Every time he used his powers, I could see the toll it took on him. It wasn’t just the physical exhaustion; it was more than that. I could feel his internal struggle, the constant fight to keep himself in control, to keep from losing it completely. I had seen him at his strongest, leading the team through dangerous territory, pushing himself beyond what anyone could ask. But now, I was watching him slip further away, even if he didn’t see it. And the thing that scared me most was that he didn’t want to stop. It wasn’t about pride. It wasn’t about proving

It had been another long day, filled with data, calculations, and frustration. The virus wasn’t waiting for us to catch up, and it seemed every step forward we made was immediately followed by two steps back. The mutations were happening faster than I could track, and every attempt at finding a cure felt like a dead end. I had been at it for hours, the lab lights flickering in the silence, the hum of the computer the only sound in the room. I was so absorbed in my research that I barely registered the time until I looked up and saw the moonlight filtering through the small window of the tent. The exhaustion hit me all at once. I rubbed my eyes, trying to push back the weariness, but it was no use. The strain was starting to take its toll. I had been pushing myself harder than I should have, and even though I had spent most of the night in the lab, my mind kept wandering back to Ethan. He had been quieter lately, more withdrawn, and I couldn’t help but feel the growing distance betwe

The world around us had never seemed so overwhelming. Every day felt like a test of endurance, pushing ourselves to the limit to keep moving forward. I had always believed that I could handle the pressure. After all, I’d spent my life researching viruses, fighting against unseen threats. But this... this was different. Every day, every hour spent in the lab, felt like I was sinking deeper into a hole I couldn’t climb out of. The virus was evolving faster than we could track it, mutating in ways I couldn’t predict. My mind was exhausted, my body was too. And yet, I couldn’t stop. Not when there was so much at stake. Ethan had always been my strength, the one constant that kept me grounded. But lately, I had felt the distance between us growing, the strain of everything we were facing slowly eating away at the bond we’d built. I was so consumed with my work that I had started to shut him out, and he—so used to protecting others—was pushing himself harder than ever to keep me safe. We