Blink Man Novels & Stories

He recoils like he touched a live wire. “Boo,” I say pleasantly, and kick his kneecap. It folds. He goes down swearing, but not for long unfortunately. I keep moving forward, casting the glowing rope through our mindlink, so Blake knows where I am. Crean breezes through the door like he’s walking into a luncheon. He smiles, but it doesn’t reach his eyes. The most dangerous part of a man. When he smiles like someone is very dear to him, but the smile is empty, cruel even.

asik ni Liam. ​"Narito ako para bawiin ang aming property," tawa ni Vane. Itinaas niya ang isang vial na may kulay gintong likido. "Salamat sa dugo mo mula sa Batanes, nagawa naming i-clone ang iyong Neural Link. Sa madaling salita... para sa system na ito, ako ay IKAW." ​ANG LABANAN SA LOOB NG SANCTUARY ​Biglang bumukas ang mga pinto ng Sanctuary. Ang mga security robots na dinesenyo ni Liam para protektahan ang kanyang anak ay biglang humarap sa kanya, ang kanilang mga mata ay naging pula.

The color completely drained from his face. "Maya," Liam said, his voice dropping into a tense, urgent register. "Don't press any buttons on that." I turned fully around, my breath catching in my throat. Maya was staring down at her open palm. Resting perfectly in the center of her hand was a tiny, intricate piece of matte-black hardware. It was no larger than a coin, blinking with a microscopic, rhythmic red light. It had been stuck directly to my back. Someone had gotten close enough to touch me in the middle of a crowded campus without me, or Stellan’s invisible shadow detail, ever noticing.

SpeedBlade: I roar as I charge toward Lightning Storm, my sword in my hand. Running right up to the villain, I shove him back and prepare to strike him with my sword. However, as I am swinging my sword, I see out of the corner of my helmet three arrows directly in front of me. "Oh no," I say, seeing a tiny, blinking red light on them. It's too late. Even with my speed, I still can't get away in time. The arrows all explode. I scream once more as I'm knocked back, my sword falling out of my hand while I drop to the floor.

Blake said, and suddenly, they vanished before everyone’s eyes. Blake’s clone has all of Blake’s skills when separated from the main body. His strength and knowledge were the same as the Blake Prime; his only flaw was that he could not reproduce, and he had a link to the main body, so what he knows, Blake Prime knows, if needed. Susan and Blake teleported out of the confines of the warehouse and arrived back at his estate. Susan was pale in her complexion, and as hard as she tried, she couldn’t keep her food in, and it came out with Blake holding her hair for her.

"What do you want to know, Bloom?" I shrugged lightly. "Favourite colour—and movie?" Zac's eyes squinted as he chuckled. He hummed for a moment. "Blue and Pulp Fiction." I nodded slowly. "Why blue?" His head cocked to the side as he looked out ahead at the world sprawled out in front of us. "It reminds me of the ocean." I bit on my bottom lip to stop my smile from stretching miles. I would have never seen it coming—Zac Miller being soft and sentimental. It was endearing.

I leaned against the wall with my hand rubbing my chin, deeply analyzing the situation. “Sons of bitches took half of our silver.” Blayne retorted. This place was one of his favorite. He was a bloodthirsty head warrior that loved to punish people for their wrong doings. His rage called for blood. The first cameras had been frozen. The records demonstrated that the rooms had no movements where no one went in and no one came out. The strange thing about that was Blayne himself visited the bunker twice in the week and the camera never showed him entering or leaving.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

He clicked his tongue at me, handing over the glass and paper in his hand, “I’m shaking too much, I can’t make out the names of the tribes listed. Theo, would ya?” I took the monocular and peered at the stained paper, straining my eyes as I read the words. “Ember, of course. I think I can make out Juniper, looks like Shadewalkers...it’s too smudged, Mains. I can’t really tell either.” “Hm,” Mains replied, taking the page back from me, “seems as though a lot of this book is in rough repair. We’ll have to try and restore it. It was in that funny box over there.”

he uses his other hand to flimsily gesture in my direction, peeking from the gaps in between his fingers. Bell immediately shields her own eyes when spotting me, "I'm blind!" She shakes her head, refusing to look at me. "Max, what did you do to Benley?! Bring his nose back!" "Zie nose zis zasgusting!" Ramos yells and pulls a face too before suddenly fainting. I'm officially done for today.