Ara Hacker Novels & Stories

Third Person POV Leah was sure she had gotten away, but there was one little thing she had forgotten inside that little noggin of hers. While she enjoyed the new route she had tapped into that screen of hers to guide her toward her new destination, she forgot that the car was equipped with the most updated software and tracking program. Alarick and Skylar were tracking her every move, and the alliance with Hunter had come with its benefits. He had notified authorities about Leah and asked them to work in secrecy until she came close to the borders of the new country she was migrating to in hopes of new beginnings.

She introduced herself and made a hand shake with Arthur when— 'Wait, Arthur? Arthur Beckett? As in the 'White Hacker' that the ISO tried to find and arrest for so long?!' Arthur Camelton Beckett, also known as the 'White Hacker'. He is known in the ISO because he supplies the ISO with information however— no matter how much security update the ISO's system do, he still manages to hack through their system and steal some information. He mostly steals information about the agents and spies mission but is never interested in personal info of every employee. Even though the info he gave helped the agency tremendously, the info he stole still affected some missions leading to the mission getting

me : yeah mom mom started crying arha and dad are consoling mom dad : baby cool down nothing will happen to her me : I will call to shopping mall security and ask for cctv footage dad : go I called to the shopping mall security department me : is it ABC shopping mall security department (SD - security department) SD : yes sir me : I'm Suhansh Bargav SD : sir how can we help you me : I want your parking area security footage SD : sorry sir we don't know what exactly happened but suddenly all our security cameras were hacked and not working we are trying to solve the issue me : just go to hell I hung the call iam frustrated who the hell dared to touch my little sister I think so they don't wan

"No, sir! He doesn't seem like an amateur either." "What's wrong, brother? Why the scowl?" Aaron entered the room. "I told you, a hacker's hijacked the company site with all our confidential information," Aeron Hermes grumbled, Aaron's older brother. "Yeah, and you said you hired someone to get it back. So what's the problem?" Aaron asked. "The problem is, they failed. And this hacker even sent a taunting message mocking our incompetence." Aaron walked towards the PC and read the message. "So bad, your site is on my hand. You should try to gather another high hacker to get this from me. Ok?" He chuckled. "This message sounds like a child's tantrum."

replied the person at the other end of the call before the call ended. Mr Wellington smiled and continued drying his hair as he got ready for bed. He had asked they get Steve Horn, the world's best hacker to handle Mrs Haward's man. He knew how Steve worked. Steve will not block the hacker in the system, but he will direct the hacker in the system to information he only wants the hacker to have. He intended to get Mrs Haward false information without her even realizing it.

Red strings connected various pieces of information, forming a web of information. “This is who we are against,” Victor said, pointing to a photograph of a man with a scar on his cheek. “His name is Sergei Volkov. He controls one of the largest underground organizations in Eastern Europe. He’s been trying to weaken my operations for years.” “And what does that have to do with me?” Olivia asked, her voice trembles. Victor’s jaw tightens. “Because Sergei believes you are my weakness. He thinks if he can get to you, he can get to me.”

Sharp eyes, sharper tongue. “Thought you were dead,” she said flatly. “Disappointed I’m not?” Rafael replied. Kira smirked. “Only if it means less chaos.” Next was Lucien Marek, a hacker so infamous his name was whispered in both intelligence and mafia circles. His black nail polish gleamed as he offered Sophia a lopsided grin. “So you’re the woman who turned the Reaper into a man again.” Sophia raised a brow. “Depends on the day.”

“—a person who got something better than sleep.” Elara rolled her eyes, though the corner of her mouth betrayed her. “Don’t you have clients to terrorize?” “I cleared my schedule for this moment,” Hailey said, perching on the edge of the desk. “So, how bad is it?” “It’s not bad,” Elara said simply. Hailey blinked. “Wait. You’re telling me the world’s most emotionally constipated hacker and the control-freak billionaire finally—” “Hailey.” “Fine, fine,” she said, smirking. “Just… you look different. Softer. Like someone untied the knot you didn’t realize was choking you.”

Just chicken, vegetables, bread—simple, elegant, prepared by their longtime cook who'd always been kind to Ravyn and who she was reasonably certain wouldn't be complicit in anything nefarious. She ate mechanically, fueling her body for the work ahead, while her mind was already shifting gears. Transitioning from Ravyn Hawkins—ex-convict, new employee, dutiful daughter—to Whisper119, ghost hacker, digital phantom, one of the most sought-after and successful black hat operators in the underground community.

⸻ Back in Paris, Alec was already in the air. His jet cut through cloud and chaos like a blade. Because if Aurelian had taken Zara… Then he had declared war on the wrong son. And Alec Blackwell? Was done hiding. We left off with Alec soaring through the clouds, vengeance bleeding from every jet-fueled breath—because the war wasn’t about empires anymore. It was about her. ⸻ Alec didn’t bring lawyers. He didn’t bring contracts. He brought The Archivist. A faceless hacker with a voice like velvet and teeth like a viper, known in the underground as the man who erased the identities of kings and rewrote the bloodlines of billionaires.