Harper's Vector

Harper's Vector

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By:  LenySoulcalibur Ongoing
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Harper wakes up in an a room not her own. In a body that doesn't belong to her. In skin that feels all but foreign to her. She feels as though she is being hosted inside a young girl and is at the center of something gone wrong. But what? What do you do when you wake up not only in an unknown location but you have no memories of where you are, how you got there, why you're here or who you are? All you know is that deep down you're not this person and you need to GET OUT! Confused, and trying hard to remember something about her past she is struggling just to gathering the energy to piece together the room and its' contents. Trapped in a room with no windows, a small bathroom with just a toilet, a sink and a black door in the center if the room. With each day, she is losing more and more of her memory. Will she escape the room? If she does, will she know remember who she is? Will, her soulmate Rowan be able to rescue her in time, or will the Black Suits learn her secrets, break her down for good and use her powers to aid the government's objectives.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Where Is My Body?

2月14日、バレンタインデー。

月島明日香、31歳、癌で死去。

帝都・静水病院には、ツンと鼻をつく消毒液の匂いが漂っていた。

「遼一、今日も透析で針を刺されたんだけど、本当に痛かった......

もうすぐ死ぬかもしれない。せめて一目だけでも会いに来てくれない?

お願いだから、遼一......」

月島明日香は力なく首を横に倒し、携帯のメッセージ画面を見つめていた。彼女は何度もメッセージを送ったが、まるで石が海に沈んだかのように、佐倉遼一からの返信はなかった。

点滴を受けている彼女の甲は血色を失い、青白い顔は骨が浮き出ており、目は深く落ちくぼんでいた。

手足の末端まで癌が広がり、腐敗が進んでいた。

体を動かすこともできず、何もすることができない。看護師もここ数週間は顔を見せていなかった。

理由は――もう治療の意味がないと判断されたからだ。

明日香はもともと痛みに弱く、少しのことでもすぐに怖がってしまう性格だった。しかし、末期癌の苦しみは日々彼女を襲い続け、耐え忍ぶしかなかった。彼女が生き続ける唯一の理由は、佐倉遼一への愛情だった。

だが、その愛が消え失せた今、彼女に残されたのはやせ細った体だけだった。

月島明日香は携帯を静かに閉じ、ただ死が訪れるのを待っていた。

意識が朦朧とする中で、彼女は苦々しく思った。この8年間、彼女は佐倉遼一と結婚するためにあらゆる手段を尽くし、彼の理想の妻を演じてきた。だが、彼女は一体何を得たのだろう?

彼女の周りの人々は皆、彼女から離れていった。結果として彼女が手に入れたのは、孤立無援と貧困だけだった。

おそらく彼女が死ねば、一番喜ぶのは佐倉遼一だろう。彼はついに自由になり、もう彼女の憎らしい顔を見ることはなくなる。

そして、待ちに待った白石葵をようやく妻として迎えることができるのだろう――。

八ヶ月前

佐倉遼一の誕生日。月島明日香はソファに座り、彼の帰りを待っていた。時間はすでに午前2時を過ぎていた。

テーブルには、彼女が心を込めて作った料理が冷めてしまっていた。

だが、明日香が待ち望んでいた佐倉遼一は戻らず、代わりに彼の秘書が離婚届を持ってやってきた。秘書は気まずそうに言った。「奥様、社長も仕方がないのです。佐倉グループは非常に大きな企業で、後継者が必要なのです」

月島明日香は顔を真っ青にしながら、無理に笑みを浮かべた。数年前、彼女は妊娠したことがあったが、事故により死産してしまった。それ以来、子宮が損傷し、もう二度と子どもを授かることはできなかった。

今や佐倉遼一も30代後半。確かに彼には後継者が必要だった。

だから、彼は明日香と離婚して、子供を産める女性を探そうとしているのだ。

明日香は震える手で秘書を追い返し、遼一に電話をかけた。彼女はどうしても、遼一本人から直接聞きたかったのだ。

しかし、電話が繋がると、そこから聞こえてきたのは白石葵の声だった。

その瞬間、月島明日香の心臓はズキズキと鈍い痛みを感じた。

電話が切れると、彼女は自嘲気味に笑い始めた。だが、笑っているうちに、彼女の目には涙が浮かんできた。

彼女の父親が亡くなる前に会社を遼一に託してから、わずか5年で彼は帝都財団の理事長にまで上り詰めた。

ビジネスの世界では縦横無尽に活躍し、政財界にも太いパイプを持つ、いわゆる「黒も白も操る男」だった。

そんな優れた男の周りには、いつも色とりどりの女が群がっていた。美貌と抜群のプロポーションを持つ美人たちが、彼に事欠くことはなかった。

その中でも、唯一長く彼のそばにいたのが白石葵だった。

白石葵は普通の家庭に生まれ、大学を卒業すると、すぐに佐倉遼一の秘書になった。

彼女の実力や手腕は誰の目にも明らかだった。

二人は最も相性の良い魂の伴侶であり、生まれついての理想的なカップルだった。

もし最初から月島明日香がいなければ、遼一はきっと早くから白石葵と一緒になっていただろう。長年にわたり、密かに彼の愛人であり続けることはなかったはずだ。

愛のない結婚ほど、悲しいものはない。

月島明日香は離婚協議書にサインし、まとまった金を手に入れたものの、彼女は永遠に帝都市から追放された。

彼の許しがない限り、二度と戻ってくることはできない。

そして、そのわずか一週間後に、彼女は末期癌と診断された。

「ドンッ!」

今日はバレンタインデー。外では華やかな花火が打ち上げられていた。

月島明日香は過去の回想から目を覚まし、疲れた目を開けて窓の外を見た。その瞬間、彼女の真っ白な顔は驚きで固まった。

巨大なLEDスクリーンに映し出されたのは、黒い端正なスーツに身を包んだ佐倉遼一だった。彼の長身はただそこに立っているだけで強烈な存在感を放ち、その全身から冷ややかで威厳ある雰囲気が漂っていた。彼の顔は近くで見ると、圧倒的な美しさが際立ち、冷たさの中にも支配者としての静かな威圧感が滲んでいた。

彼は片手で五、六歳ほどの小さな男の子を抱き、もう片方の手で白石葵を優しく包み込むように守っていた。

その子どもの顔立ちは、どことなく佐倉遼一に似ていた。

「佐倉理事長、このお子さんはあなたと白石さんの息子さんですか?」

「白石さん、とてもお美しいですね。こんなに長い間待たせたのですから、お二人の結婚式はいつですか?」

白石葵は遼一の胸元から顔を上げ、甘い笑みを浮かべながら、指にはめた大きなダイヤの指輪を見せつけた。「これからは佐倉夫人と呼んでくださいね。今日、私たちはすでに婚姻届を出しました」

月島明日香はゆっくりと目を閉じた。涙がついに彼女の瞳からこぼれ落ちた。

佐倉遼一、私は後悔している。

もしあなたを愛さなければよかったのに!

もしすべてがやり直せるなら......私は......もう二度とあなたを愛したりしない......

外では大きな雪がしんしんと降り始め、花火の音とともに窓越しにその光が彼女の顔に映し出され、輝く花火の残像が彼女の瞳に映り込んだ。

そして、月島明日香はその日、佐倉遼一と白石葵が結婚した日に静かに息を引き取った。

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Glenda
Great job. Really enjoyed. Waiting for the new chapters
2021-09-08 23:21:32
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Lez Lovers
Each chapter left me wanting more. It would sound like a good audio book. I especially like that the book jumps back in time and is giving us pieces of a story to make the bigger picture slowly. Keep going Leny!
2021-09-03 05:42:10
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Antar Bedouin
Interesting indeed! The emotions are well-described. I added the book at my favorites! Be waiting for updates!...
2021-08-30 21:10:45
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Maggie Tilton
Cannot wait for the next chapters to come out! I am hooked!
2021-08-29 22:56:52
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LenySoulcalibur
It makes me think of Astral Project or intense meditation as a superpower. I love this concept and will continue waiting for each chapter put out. So hurry, please ...
2021-08-29 02:53:21
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Claudia W
A really interesting concept and the book keeps you engaged and wanting more after each chapter. please continue Leny!!
2021-08-29 02:45:48
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18 Chapters
Chapter 1: Where Is My Body?
      I wake up in a body that is not my own. As I open my eyes and I look around the room, frantically shifting eyes back and forth that do not belong to me. I am frozen. Harper thinks to herself: “Where am I? “Whose body is this? Shit! Am I dreaming? If so, this is a freaking nightmare. I think I must be paralyzed and stuck in this dream, this nightmare, this paranormal realm?! I move hands and feet that I know do not belong to me. It is as though I am stuck inside a body that does not belong to me.  It is like, I was forced into skin that does not fit right, and it is now that I realize I need to worry. That this is not a dream. Dreams are not this real, and I want to lay here until I wake up. I’ll wake up; I know I will. People always wake up from their nightmares. Just like the monsters, they never grab your feet when they hang out from the blankets. Demons are not real. But as soon as I tell myself to just lay here in this stranger's bed and wait for the su
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Chapter 2: The Light Above The Door
     Harper    I don’t know what time it is, what day it is, let alone what year it is. How am I even able to comprehend time when I am at a loss on who I am. I feel crazy! I am in a body I know with every particle of my being just is not mine, but how do I explain that to someone? How do I even know how such a thing is possible? I am back on the bed that also, is not mine. I know what my next move should be. It should be to start looking around. Gain more information about my surroundings. My head is a cloud. A cloud so high in the sky it is practically cloud nine. It feels like mush. Like this body, small and weak. My brain is not processing like I need it too and for some reason it this all seems purposeful, and it is starting to piss me off.        Every time I try to remember, it’s like a wave of pain rushes over my entire body. It is as though my brain is asking me not to remember. I start small. I look at what I am
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Chapter 3: Heavy
 Harper       I feel heavy. Like I have been hit by a bus. It has to be close to what it feels like being hit by a bus going thirty in a fifteen zone. My bones ache—my fingers and toes tingle. My eyeballs are sore. I haven’t even opened my eyes yet, and I already do not want to start the day or the evening. I have no clue of the time. I must have partied too hard last night and was slipped something in my drink. I don’t remember anything. A.N.Y.T.H.I.NG, except how to spell adequately, and that’s something. What is that horrendous smell? Is it me? Harper breathes in the air. Taking it in the room and the strongest aroma is her. The smell is mostly urine. This girl has peed her herself. The second strongest smell is bodily odor. When did I last shower? Nails are chipped black, and they are dirty. I can tell they are not working hands. They are too soft. Fingers are slender. Does her family miss her? Whoever is keeping her, I mean me, is disgusting. Lo
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Chapter 4: Missing Harper
  Rowan    I lay on an empty mattress in an abandoned house on an open freeway bypass in the middle of North Carolina. The face I wear now doesn't matter. It is not my own; none of them are. Not really. Only she knows my most authentic look, and she is there in the darkroom. I am cold. Not just because there are no windows in this home, but because I have lost my soulmate. We have been side by side for centuries, wearing many faces together, and now she is lost to me. How they found me, I'll never figure it out. Why she gave herself up for me, I'll never forgive myself for her sacrifice. But I know I will fight to get her out, to get her back, to get back at them. I will die without her, and we still have so much work to do. So many others to meet and so many others to awaken. Life is pointless without love, without meaning.  I wandered like so many do for 30 years until she found me. I was so lost. I only cared about partying and having fun. I wa
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Chapter 5: Déjà vu
   Harper    My head is pounding. I feel like my eyes are going to explode from the massive migraine pulsating inside my temples. I feel like I can’t move. I try wiggling. They slowly move. Next, I move my fingertips. Check, they also move—all good signs. I am staring at the ceiling and notice a small vent. I catch a glimpse of a small blinking light inside of the duct. My head is pounding so hard. It’s hard to focus on anything. Where am I? “hello,” I call out in a low, raspy voice that sort of cackles. I slowly hoist myself up into a seated position on the bed. The sheets are black. I have welted blisters on my arms. I push the sheets down, and sure enough, I have them on my legs. I lift my shirt halfway up, and I have three on my stomach. This is looking bleak. Every inch of my body hurts. Where am I? What’s my name? Focus! I grab my head, shake it in protest to remember something, anything. I see a face. It is beautiful; she is gorgeous. What is her n
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Chapter 6: 2541
 Rick     It’s only my first week on the job, and they put me on security detail on one of their most prized pieces. I don’t know what it is yet. But I hear it’s a big fish. We are low on staff. Two guys retired, and one got hurt on the job, so they pulled me over. I am top of my class and graduated with honors. Even still, they never move newbies over to the black building. Too top secret. But I know not to ask questions. do…as…you’re …told… I am given my badge number, 2541. That’s now my name here. 2541. We do not use words in the black building. We can’t have any criminals knowing who we are. I do not have much of a back story. I am, in essence, no one. Like many, I feel like I have no real purpose. So I’ve made my job my purpose in life, and I guess I am alright with that. I don’t have much choice. I'm not good at much else. Some people are unique, and I’m not one of them.        On my first day on the job, I am to change the be
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Chapter 7: The Safe House
     Rowan       Watching the skyline as the sun rises. It's a beautiful color of oranges, reds, and a few purples. Looking up at such a beautiful thing makes everything in life seem so simple, so worth living.  Like the bad things are just that, a bad thing one that can be overcome. Harper and I can overcome this, and when we do, we will be stronger in the end. They won't kill her. They need her. She is the eldest. I do not know when she was born precisely; she hates to talk about her past. She says it doesn't matter, and I never forced it. Because she is correct, the past doesn't matter. The only thing that truly matters is the present because the future doesn't exist either. I won't fail her. I can't forget her. I am scared, but I won't let that fear stop me. When I was younger, I always go by the saying that F.E.A.R. had two meanings: F.ace E.verything A.nd R.un  Or F.ace E.verything A.nd R.ise  
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Chapter 8: Private Television
 Harper In shock at the mass growing in front of her, It is beginning to grow bigger. Her name must be Amelia Harper Edison, and that is comforting to know.  Seeing this coagulated mass formation grow from a small one centimeter to one inch to one foot in seconds, the more she focuses on it is fantastic and the little worry some at the same time. But she has no fear. It is as if she is familiar with the mass.  As if she has seen it before but does not remember... she reaches her hand out and places on arm into it, and it goes inside. But not out the other end. She removes her arm. It is still just an average arm. She then decides to make the mass bigger and grabs it at its' side,s and focuses, and begins to stretch it, imagining it as being putty-like. Now the group is about five feet wide and four feet tall. She stares through it. Staring through it, images start to surface. Are they memories playing on a private television reel just for me? I see myself with
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Chapter 9: The Big Catch
 Agent Coulter  I've read 2541 portfolios backward and forwards. I know every detail about her and have been tracking her for over forty years, and now I have her. I have her right here in one of my black rooms. So far, everything is going well; she is taking to the treatments to plan,  and amnesia is taking over faster than I expected, which is even better. I need her to forget it all. Forget me, forget that red-headed devil, forget her group of jumpers, forget who she is, and especially what she can do at full potential. I need her to trust me. Need her to be on our side. Think of the possibilities if we had her as a weapon. She could jump over into people and gain top-secret information. Play the part for a time, even make deals on our behalf. The possibilities are endless. The red-head was too weak. I am sure Harper knew she wouldn't have lasted long here. But my Amelia, you are the one. The big catch, and you're all mine.  I wonder if you'll
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Chapter 10: 1890
Amelia Harper Edison - 1890,  Playing piano in the home courtyard was my escape from the mundane, the tedious things required of a woman during this century. I've always had a yearning for something more, something beyond my physical senses; felt but not seen. At the age of just twenty, I was past marrying age, but no suitors ever to my likening, and I came from a wealthy enough family to reject offers. So I run my fingers through these keys and call out for something, someone to hear my desires and dreams. Rêverie by Claude Debussy is one of my favorites. I can be in any mood, and this song speaks to me. His music is dreamlike and makes me feel like I am back in my dreams when I play.  From a young age, I have been told I am in my head so much that I will become trapped there. I always remember thinking, would that be such a bad thing? My dreams have, in a sense, become my reality. My most recent dream I flew. Can you imagine flying—what a wonder.  In
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