Share

INTO THE STORM

Auteur: Celine Kitty
last update Date de publication: 2026-01-19 05:24:12

The drive felt endless.

Dominic didn’t speak. His hand rested lightly on mine for a moment before moving to the gear shift, fingers tense, thumb brushing his own jaw unconsciously. I kept my gaze on the city, though I felt it shrinking behind us, swallowed by the early fog rolling in from the outskirts. Every shadow, every curve of the road, reminded me that Marcus Vale’s defeat had not ended the world’s hunger for power.

“We need a perimeter,” Dominic said finally, breaking the silence. His vo
Continuez à lire ce livre gratuitement
Scanner le code pour télécharger l'application
Chapitre verrouillé

Latest chapter

  • OWNED BY THE DEVIL   THE AFTERMATH

    The terminal was quiet now, quiet in a way that felt almost wrong. Not safe, but deceptive, the kind of quiet that makes you flinch at every distant sound. Smoke still hung thick in the air, dust settling over shattered metal and debris.Elara lowered her rifle slowly, letting herself finally breathe. Her muscles ached, her chest heaving, but for the first time in hours, she allowed herself a moment to simply exist.Dominic remained at the terminal, eyes scanning the monitors. The extraction had finished. Kessler’s network had been captured, and the virus contained. The system was secure, at least for now.Elara glanced at him. His jaw was tight, his expression calm but intense. She felt the tension between them, heavier now in the quiet aftermath than it had been amid gunfire.“You did it,” she said softly, almost reverently.Dominic didn’t look up. “We did it,” he corrected.Her eyes flicked toward the doorway. The corridor outside was littered with unconscious or retreating attacke

  • OWNED BY THE DEVIL   THE EDGE

    The terminal was quiet for just a heartbeat.Not safe, never safe, but quiet enough that Elara felt her chest tighten with both exhaustion and anticipation. Gunfire had momentarily paused as the attackers regrouped, licking their wounds and reconsidering their options.Dominic didn’t take his eyes off the monitor, fingers flying over the keyboard to reinforce the containment grids. Data extraction was almost complete, but the virus still pulsed like a heartbeat in the background.Elara leaned against the doorway, lowering her rifle for a split second, and finally let herself breathe. Her hands were trembling, not just from adrenaline, but from everything that had been simmering between her and Dominic.“Dom,” she whispered, almost afraid to say it aloud.He glanced at her, the faintest smirk tugging at his lips. “What is it?”She hesitated, her chest tightening. “We’re… so close. I just...” Her voice faltered. Words were useless against the storm raging both inside the terminal and in

  • OWNED BY THE DEVIL   TWO AGAINST AN ARMY

    The terminal hall had transformed into a warzone. Smoke hung in the air, mingling with the smell of burning electrical wires and dust.Sparks from shattered lights flickered across the walls, illuminating the scattered bodies of men from the rival factions, some moving, some fallen, all caught in the crossfire of Dominic and Elara’s relentless defense.Elara’s hands were steady, though her heart pounded like a drum in her chest. Every shot she fired was calculated, precise, aimed to slow the attackers rather than waste ammunition.“Two against an army,” she muttered under her breath, ducking behind a column as bullets ricocheted dangerously close.Dominic was beside her, crouched low, one hand on his rifle, the other navigating commands on the terminal that monitored both the extraction and the virus containment.His calmness was unnerving. He seemed untouchable, untiring, almost predatory.A new wave of attackers came down the corridor, fast, determined, coordinated.Elara raised her

  • OWNED BY THE DEVIL   BREACH

    The corridor shook with another explosion, louder than the ones before. Concrete dust fell like rain, coating the floor and making the air thick and choking. Elara gritted her teeth, pressing herself against the doorway as the deafening sound echoed around the terminal.“They’re not stopping!” she shouted over the chaos.Dominic didn’t look up from the terminal, his fingers moving with surgical precision across the keyboard. The firewall he’d constructed was holding… for now. But the virus was relentless, adapting faster than he could anticipate.DATA EXTRACTION: 98%FAILSAFE PROGRESS: 91%A shadow flickered at the far end of the corridor. Three men were sprinting, weapons raised, and using the smoke for cover. They had bypassed the previous barricades, moving with alarming coordination.Elara’s pulse spiked. She raised her rifle and fired, but one of them dived just in time, the bullet grazing his shoulder. The others scrambled past pillars, weaving through fallen debris.“Dominic!”

  • OWNED BY THE DEVIL   THE FIREWALL DWELL

    The server chamber felt smaller now.Not physically smaller, but heavier, tighter, as if the air itself had thickened with pressure. Every sound seemed amplified: the distant crack of gunfire, the hum of the servers, the relentless tapping of Dominic’s fingers across the keyboard.On the monitor in front of him, two progress bars crept forward like rivals in a race neither intended to lose.DATA EXTRACTION: 86%FAILSAFE PROGRESS: 52%The numbers glowed coldly against the dark screen.Dominic leaned closer, his eyes scanning through lines of code that cascaded faster than most people could read.The virus was elegant.Dangerously elegant.Kessler hadn’t simply written a destructive program, he had designed something adaptive, something that behaved almost like a living organism inside the network.Every time Dominic blocked one pathway, the virus rerouted itself through another.Every time he quarantined a node, it infected two more.It wasn’t just deleting files.It was preparing to e

  • OWNED BY THE DEVIL   THE FAILSAFE VIRUS

    The terminal trembled again as another explosion echoed from somewhere near the entrance of the station. Dust drifted lazily from the cracked ceiling panels, settling over the rows of humming servers like gray snow.Elara tightened her grip on her rifle and shifted her stance beside the doorway.The corridor outside was quiet for the moment.Too quiet.“They’re regrouping,” she said softly.Behind her, Dominic didn’t answer immediately. His attention was locked on the terminal screen in front of him, where dozens of windows of code were streaming across the display.The extraction bar moved slowly but steadily.DATA EXTRACTION: 78%Almost there.But something wasn’t right.Dominic leaned closer to the monitor, his eyes narrowing.A new line of code had appeared in the system logs.At first glance it looked harmless, just another automated process running in the background of the network.But it wasn’t part of the extraction program.And Dominic knew every line of code currently runnin

  • OWNED BY THE DEVIL   THE COST OF STAYING

    The call came just before dawn.Not encrypted. Not disguised. A direct line, one that hadn’t been used in years.Dominic answered without a word, his expression unreadable. I watched the tension return instantly to his posture, sharper this time, more dangerous.When he ended the call, he didn’t lo

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-20
  • OWNED BY THE DEVIL   CLOSER THAN STRATEGY

    The silence after my last words didn’t feel empty.It felt charged.Dominic didn’t return to his seat. He remained standing in front of me, close enough that I could sense the shift in his breathing, controlled, but no longer distant. The strategist in him was still present, but something else had

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-20
  • OWNED BY THE DEVIL   THE COUNTERSTRIKE

    The night air was sharp as we returned to the estate. The city lights cast long shadows across the drive, but inside the walls, nothing was casual.Dominic moved with precision, coordinating security updates, monitoring communications, and adjusting protocols. Every movement was deliberate; every d

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-20
  • OWNED BY THE DEVIL   THE SHAPE OF MISCALCULATION

    Marcus Vale noticed the change immediately.Not because of the kiss itself, there were no witnesses, no recordings, but because of the subtle shift in pattern that followed. Dominic’s movements adjusted. Elara’s presence became more intentional. Their coordination tightened instead of fracturing.T

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-20
Plus de chapitres
Découvrez et lisez de bons romans gratuitement
Accédez gratuitement à un grand nombre de bons romans sur GoodNovel. Téléchargez les livres que vous aimez et lisez où et quand vous voulez.
Lisez des livres gratuitement sur l'APP
Scanner le code pour lire sur l'application
DMCA.com Protection Status