Alice Murder Drones Novels & Stories

She watched me consume it with that patient, nasty little smile, keeping me compliant, keeping me foggy, keeping me easy to control. The violation of it makes my skin crawl so violently I have to grip the edge of the sink to stay upright. She chemically lobotomized me. I don't scream. I don't run to Alexander. I store this information in the cold, dark vault of my mind, saving it for the journal I am going to give Daniel. Alice isn't just a mean assistant. Alice is a straightforward, deadly threat. If she has been poisoning me slowly for three years, what else is she capable of?

"Do it. End the transition." "Sir, I..." "Do it before I lose the last of my mind!" "He’s begging you, Miller!" Richard held the shield, his arms trembling. "Do you have the spine to end a commander or the sense to save a soldier?" "This isn't saving a soldier! This is watching a nightmare manifest!" "The nightmare is the only thing standing between us and the drones!" Richard’s shield pulsed, absorbing a heavy kinetic slug from the drone line. The impact sent a shockwave through the ground, knocking them all off balance. The mercury started to drip, losing cohesion.

I smiled. "What if I did?" He said, trying to be bold. "Even if you did... it would never work out." I blurted. He flinched at what I said and didn't talk anymore. I waited and waited but he didn't say a thing, even his friends didn't utter a word. "She's right, you know?" Misa unexpectedly said, making me look at her. "I'm sure you heard me say it before, you know... when you were eavesdropping. He's an alpha and not just any alpha, he's an elite among elite."

The snow cooled the fire off almost as efficiently as our water system did, and now it's just a steaming pile of black sludge going down the hillside. It's definitely strange to see something that has horrified you for the longest time, reduced into something as insignificant as this. It's almost night time again now, and everything seems to be working well. Alice is back at the palace recovering, and Drake has been left in charge, also to look after the ones who either tried to loot from the warehouse or save it from the flames for some reason. Everything seems to be okay now, but I still find myself almost knee deep in the muck, hoping to find something. Or someone.

Dylan nodded his head in reply. Livia smiled at him and hugged him. Watching all of this, Alice felt if the ground opened and she could have buried herself, it would be better for her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She was not that woman who would destroy others' happiness. She opened her eyes and it was cold enough to kill anyone by just looking at her eyes. "Alpha." She called. Everyone moved aside and let her catch a glimpse of Dylan. Looking at her eyes everyone was frightened. They did not turn blue or any other color but it was cold that gave others chills on their spine.

"The Vances are coming, Grace. And they aren't coming for the baby anymore. They're coming to erase the evidence of the failure. I can get you out. I have a vehicle a mile down the ridge." "Why?" I asked, clutching Florence tighter. "Why help us now?" Silas looked at Ethan—the man who was a copy of the boy he had once protected. "Because even a machine knows when the architect has gone mad. And Eleanor... she isn't in the servers anymore. She’s in Melanie. And Melanie is hungry." Outside, a low hum began to vibrate the stone walls of the lodge. Not the humming of people. The humming of a swarm. A thousand drones, their red eyes blinking in unison, rose from the valley like a cloud of mechani

Now they were on the ground, writhing, clutching their chests, gasping like dying animals. One by one, Draven’s men moved in, swift and merciless. They grabbed the incapacitated guards, binding their hands and legs with thick chains, dragging them into piles like broken toys. “Don’t kill them,” Draven ordered. “Not yet.” The men obeyed without question. And in the middle of the chaos, standing tall and calm, was her. Alice. The maid Caspian had once rescued. The girl who had played the victim so well. She dropped into a deep bow as we approached, her head lowered in submission.

"It's all in the contract. Didn't you even read it. The slave will ensure no harm comes to the master. The slave will do everything in their power to ensure the master's safety, comfort and happiness. You're not being a very good slave, Alice!" "Stockholm's" Caleb whispered into her ear. "Aren't you grateful I rescued you before you hit that stage?" With that, Alice pulled away from him and ran from the kitchen. For a moment he figured she'd come to senses and was trying to save herself. Until she returned holding a grenade. "You shoot him, we all die," Alice announced. "You see... when grenades go off in the movies it isn't accurate at all. If I drop this now, I can guarantee you, all of us

The Range Rover sport stopped in front of us, and I hopped in. "Master, I have an update for you" I could hear Axel's voice as he knocked on the car's window. I rolled down the car louvers blowing the smoke from the cigarette I was holding on his face. "What update?" I glared at him. All I felt in my heart was bitterness and regrets. The tears I saw in Zara's eyes made my heart bleed. Why didn't I think of her when I ordered the slave Madison to be killed? I was carried away by the bitterness of the stolen jewelry which happened to be the only memory of my late wife. I forgot to think of my Zara, and that she would get hurt.

"Yes. Reports came in from Altid that we had shapeshifters amongst us. Soldiers in the palace as well as here. She got a lantern that would petrify them. They have been gathered and burnt alive." "That is wonderful news." "Yes, it is," Drussus agreed. However, Altid seemed to be worried about it. He wonders if it is dark magic." "It isn't," I said shaking my head. "Agnes' mother is just unusually powerful. She must have gotten her gift from her mother." "It is a relief then," Drussus smiled. "I suppose it is," I smiled. "Is there anything else?" "Not that I can remember at the moment," Drussus sighed. "We should call in a meeting, however. We do need to work on our strategy so we can easily