All Systems Red Novels & Stories

Lines of red code illuminated her face as she typed furiously. “Don’t touch anything!” I warned. She didn’t turn. “It’s too late. It’s spreading.” “What did you do?” “I rebooted the core,” she said, voice low, almost breaking. “It said Adrian’s name.” My stomach twisted. Every light in the room pulsed. The air grew heavy, like static electricity pressing against my skin. Around us, the system’s hum turned into something that sounded almost like breathing. I moved beside her, trying to make sense of the chaos. Multiple nodes were down. Power rerouted itself in loops. The company’s main servers were being accessed remotely. This wasn’t an internal malfunction, it was a hostile override.

The overhead lights gave a final, electrical gasp and extinguished, plunging us into a darkness so absolute it felt heavy, like physical weight pressing against my eyes. For a heartbeat, no one moved. We were frozen in the void. Then, the red emergency lights kicked in. They weren't comforting. They were low-wattage, rotating beacons that bathed the room in a blood-red strobe effect, turning Stark into a devil and Lord Thayes into a corpse. "The cooling systems," Stark gasped, his voice echoing strangely in the unnatural quiet. "The main servers... they're dead." "Is it the grid?" General Richards asked, his hand resting on the butt of his pistol, his eyes scanning the red shadows.

--- But Even She Doesn’t Sound Convinced --- Cassian Watches Her Closely “You don’t believe that.” --- She Lets Out a Slow Breath “I believe… the system is gone.” --- A Pause “But what it did?” --- Her Eyes Shift Slightly “That doesn’t just disappear.” --- The Weight of That Lingers Because the damage— Was already done. --- The World Outside Far beyond the room they stood in, things were still unfolding. Power systems flickered back inconsistently. Communication networks struggled to reconnect. Entire infrastructures tried to rebuild themselves without the system that once held them together.

A violent crimson-red warning suddenly exploded across my vision, flashing aggressively through my mind like a system-wide alarm. [SYSTEM EMERGENCY WARNING: CONVERGENCE SHIFT RADICALIZATION!] [THE EXTREME SUB-ZERO TEMPERATURE OF THE PHYSICAL REALITY IS RE-BALANCING THE SOVEREIGN SPACE. AGRICULTURAL AND PASTURE TIERS HAVE REACHED MAXIMUM ACCELERATED THRESHOLD!]

for a prediction to become reality. Suddenly and without warning, an alert erupted across every monitor in the operations center. Red warning icons flashed simultaneously before every connected display went completely black. Analysts lunged for their keyboards, but nothing responded. One by one, every workstation surrendered to the same silent darkness until only a single line of white text remained glowing in the center of the massive wall screen. Nobody breathed. The sentence slowly typed itself across the monitor. “Good Evening Joel Vale.” Shock rippled through the room. Nobody had entered Joel's name into the system. Nobody outside the task force should have known he was involved.

I darted out of the room and sprinted to the lounge to find my phone. I found it buzzing wildly on the couch. I snatched it up, seeing my manager Dan’s name on the screen. "I'm supposed to be on my honeymoon, Dan. Couldn't you wait at least two days before calling?" I snapped sarcastically, throwing myself onto the sofa. "What do you want?" "Russell, you need to get down to the hospital right now," Dan said, his voice tense. "Reporters have your wife completely surrounded. And by the way, how come you never mentioned I was going to be an uncle?"

"You're destabilizing the whole block! If the logic-loop breaks here, we all go into the abyss!" "Let it break," I whisper. If this world is a lie sustained by my blood, I will see it unmade before I let it consume my child. A sharp, high-pitched chime rings in my ears. It isn't an alarm for the floor or the drones. It is a system notification, projected directly onto my retinas in blood-red text. CRITICAL SYSTEM ALERT: PRIMARY BATTERY K-01 STATUS. I freeze. My hands stay glued to the freezing stone.

Tyler: I am leaving for the Northern Wastes tonight. I don’t know when I will see Redwood Bay again. Can you please meet me one last time before I go? I want to carry the memory of your smile with me. Her heart sank. He was leaving? Tonight? It made sense. After the way she had rejected him and the way Roman had sabotaged his rank, why would he stay? He had a life to rebuild elsewhere. But she didn't want him to leave with a heart full of bitterness. She wanted to apologize for Roman's cruelty one last time.

5 months later “BREAKING NEWS... SS CORPORATION IS ON IT’S FLOOR..” one of the news reporter said “Is it a start of End of SS corporation? Where is Samrat Singh? Why isn’t he confronting to media’s?” another reporter said “In last four months Samrat Singh Corporation had faced dramatically loss, this is the fourth largest business of SS corporation which is going down, Investor are sick worried about their money, this is one of the massive loss in New York history” one more reporter added “Samrat Singh share had faced extreme bullish trend in last four months! , Why is this happening now?” one more reporter added “It is rumoured that SS corporation Security system was hacked ! is it true? If

"I don't know, Bella. If he is alive then we are not certain if he will be an ally or an enemy." I bit my lips and gazed at her. "But who knows right? As you said, we have different leaders now. Maybe he will talk to his people. Convinced that violence is not the way to restore Vinfort." Ayla looks unsure. "Uh, I am not certain with that, Sissy. I mean... they took everything from him. His home, his parents, and his mate. Their kingdom fell from the hands of the other Alphas. I don't think he can move on to that."