Bete Noire Glitchtale Novels & Stories

Then, bizarrely, it twitched. The red eye flickered to green. Then blue. Then back to red. It spun in a circle, as if confused, and then flew off in the wrong direction, slamming into a distant smokestack. CRUNCH. It spiraled down into the fog. Ren watched it fall. "Did you see that?" Leo whispered. "It glitched." "Yeah," Ren said, a slow realization dawning on him. "It glitched hard." Ren looked at the smoking wreckage in the distance.

ghost had dropped directly into her private directory, she had siphoned a master hardware override token—a high-density data corruption key designed to hijack the ballroom’s massive panoramic projection screens and live-stream a completely fabricated, devastatingly altered video ledger that accused Elena of systemic corporate fraud and asset theft in front of the entire international registry. She thinks she's winning, Elena thought, her smart mouth twisting into a small, cruel smile as her crystal eyes tracked Chloe’s frantic movements through the gilded shadows of the promenade. She has absolutely no idea that Node Nine was left unlatched specifically to bait her terminal out. She thinks s

alpha did not seem the least bit threatened by her. She swung the knife at him but he was quick to dodge it, holding her wrist and twisting it kicking the knife out of her hand. She grabbed him by his neck, but he slapped my hands off him. She swung multiple blows but all he did was dodge been hit, he wasn’t fighting back. I wished he would. “Alpha, her eyes are glowing red, don’t stare directly into them!” Beta yelled from a corner. “I won’t lay my hands on you, Talie is in there and that’s all that matters.” He gripped my shirt and shook hard.

“So I’m not choosing your options.” Carter’s smile faded slightly. “Then what are you choosing?” he asked. Lila’s eyes locked onto his. “My own.” She reached forward Not toward Option 1. Not toward Option 2. But toward the screen itself. Her fingers pressed against the glass And suddenly The entire system glitched. Ethan’s image flickered. Lucas’s image is distorted. Alarms started blaring. Carter’s expression changed For the first time Not controlled. Not calm. But I was surprised. “What did you just do?”

I told her with a wink. "Hmm, okay… we'll have to say bye to your friend first though," she suggested. Little did she know that I was already one step ahead of her. As vampires we could communicate with our minds so I had already informed him of my intentions. "That's covered," I told her as I helped her out of her seat and placed her arm in mine, "see here he comes," I said, as uncle Alberto could now be seen walking towards us. "Leaving so soon?!" He exclaimed as he got close with that cheerful voice of his.

lived in the shadows, their bodies warped by the city’s static. ​"You shouldn't be here, Alpha," a voice rasped from a pile of discarded server racks. ​A man emerged, his skin covered in glowing, blue "Circuit-Tattoos" that flickered like dying embers. He was a "Glitcher", a shifter whose DNA had been partially overwritten by the city’s data-stream. ​"We’re looking for the 'Black-Aperture' hub," Leo said, his hand resting on his pulse-pistol. "We heard it’s buried under the old Imperial Palace."

His eyes were sharp, tracking every motion, every flick of my wrists, every pivot. I took a deep breath and lunged forward, pivoting on my right foot as I swung the staff in a wide arc. My Beta moved in simultaneously, attempting a feint to my left. I anticipated his movement — not with brute strength, but with intention. The golden thread flared softly around my limbs, nudging him just enough to shift his balance without force. His boots scuffed against the grass as he stumbled, just slightly, enough that I blocked his swing effortlessly. “Good,” Damon said softly, but there was pride in the low rumble of his voice. “You’re learning to integrate, not dominate.”

It flickered, its predatory shape softening into the image of a simple, rusted bicycle, before dissolving into a cloud of peaceful white dust. "We’re not fighting them, Mia!" Dax roared, dropping back onto the seat. "We're reminding them what it's like to be real!" But Thorne wasn't so easily reminded. The purple haze coalesced into a giant, distorted face that filled the horizon Thorne’s face, twisted by the sheer weight of the data he had consumed. "You are a glitch!" the sky-voice thundered. "A variable that will be solved!" The First Road began to shatter ahead of us, the silver pieces falling into the abyss. There was only one gap left, a jump that looked impossible even for the Ghost W

The monitors flickered to life as Nilo typed, strings of encrypted symbols racing across the screen. Alessa stood behind him, arms crossed, her foot tapping impatiently. Though she trusted Nilo, her nerves were frayed. The air in the lab felt too still, too tense. Every second wasted felt like another inch of ground Gloria gained. “Okay,” Nilo murmured, sliding his chair closer to the screen. “I’m going to run a deep scan, bypass the trackers, and mirror the data. Gloria’s phone has five-level encryption… and one of the strongest anonymizing firewalls I’ve ever seen. If she weren’t a crime boss, I’d recruit her into Silicon Valley.”

************ *CADEN* “The tattoo on his neck is an axe tattoo, we ran through the databases of the state, further observation on the black box showed that he has distinct eye features, he’s browned eyed in one of his eye and the other is slightly red, plus half closed, like he got an injury there or something, both investigations had led us to a man with that features, Jerome Wells.” Mason said to me on the phone. I felt relieved that they were getting strong leads on the man who had kidnapped Alora.