Bete Noire Glitchtale Novels & Stories

Gloss worked fast, his fingers flying across the keyboard. “He left a backdoor open,” he muttered. “If I can get in…” “Do it,” I urged. Just as he hit enter, my system glitched. The blue text flickered violently before turning crimson. [Error: Interference detected.] [Error: Source corrupted.] “Gloss, stop!” I shouted, but it was too late. The screen burst into static, then went black. He spun around, confusion written all over his face. “What happened?” I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. The air buzzed with electricity. The lights dimmed, then surged.

Silence. Complete silence. Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. Then the truth hit. Hard. Fast. Brutal. The fourth pendant. The missing subject. The forgotten child. No. No no no. Then Dr. Laurent quietly closed his eyes. Because he finally understood what was happening too. Subject Zero wasn't escaping. Subject Zero was coming for someone. Then suddenly, every monitor on Elliot's tablet glitched. Once. Twice. Three times. Then a face appeared. A young man.

Ronan gently reached for my wrist and gave it a steady squeeze. “It is alright,” he whispered. I swallowed hard and placed my thumb on the scanner. The tablet beeped and Rale watched the screen quietly. Ronan watched Vale. I watched nothing. I just waited, heart pounding until it hurt. Five seconds passed, Then ten, Vale exhaled. “Glitch confirmed,” he said. “Your file is fine.” My knees almost gave out. Ronan let out a breath he had been holding. Vale looked at me again. “You should rest,” he said. “You look like you could pass out any second.”

who were still watching the final moments of the stream. ​She looked at the signature line. ​She didn't write Nora Davis. She didn't write Asset 88. ​She wrote: THE END. The Final Glitch ​The room didn't explode. It didn't fade to black. ​Instead, Julian Vane’s face suddenly distorted. A jagged line of static tore through his charcoal suit. He let out a sound that wasn't human—a high-pitched, binary scream. ​"What... what did you do?" Julian gasped, his form flickering between the tech-tycoon and a skeletal frame of raw code.

My blonde, caramel creamed wolf was towering over her and Sky didn´t waste any time before letting out a growl she has been wanting to let out. Beatrice´s wolf wasn´t backing down, she made a convulsive spring backward before leaping forward and Sky met her midair before both our wolves rolled over to the ground. Sky didn´t have to do much, she could feel Beatrice's wolf was inferior to her that in no time, Sky´s body hovered over her wolf´s laying form on the ground, paws were pressing on Beatrice´s neck. 'Yield.' I told Beatrice through mindlink. 'Not a chance, bitch.'

The Beta tapes play washed-out, fuzzy videos that have a lot of horizontal glitches flitting on the top or bottom of the screen or jumping up or down across it. Kate doesn’t mind because beggars can’t be choosers. In fact, if the other campers could see her in her new solitary prison, they’d die of envy. The only thing missing is a bag of nachos.

I shot her a glare. She smiled, just barely—then hurled herself backward like a B-list actress. "Ah!" Fruit hit the floor, and she collapsed in a perfect mess of fake tears. "Mia, why did you push me?" Rafe's face went pale. He shoved past me like I was the villain. "Carmela!" I staggered, my stomach smashing into the table's edge. Pain ripped through me, my face going ghost-white. Rafe didn't even glance my way.

With that thought in mind, I pushed my paws faster against the dirt. To my surprise, Dash wasn’t giving me any trouble. At least he comprehended the seriousness of the issue and was putting in all his effort to help me find her. As soon as I spotted Cole’s wolf, I rushed forward to meet him. His ears raised higher when he sensed my fast approach. I immediately mind linked him, announcing my arrival before he could turn to attack me. I shifted in a hurry as he turned to face me, following suit a few seconds later. “Beta,” He dipped his chin before motioning me to follow him.

The voice at the other end sounded low and shaky. "Hello, Beta Christopher," he spoke. "You asked to call you at this time," he continued. "Come to the oak tree opposite the prison yard with the guards' food," I instructed him. He brought the food to the oak tree and was surprised when he saw me. He had shock expressed clearly through his eyes. "Alpha Darrell," he exclaimed. "I was supposed to meet Beta Christopher. W-what are you doing here?" he asked, still in shock.

Treasure steps forward immediately, her fingers moving over Betty’s pale skin, feeling for a pulse. Adriel lets out a low, warning growl from the back of his throat. Treasure does not even look up. She ignores the threat completely, her hands moving down to Betty’s wrist. Nina lets out a sharp gasp and rushes to the other side of the mattress. She snatches Betty’s arm, turning the wrist over so the pale skin faces the light. A dark, distinct bite mark stands out against her flesh. Treasure drops her hands and steps back, letting out a short, breathless laugh. "Well, it seems I am not needed here at all."