Cain Scp Novels & Stories

"You think a crown makes you untouchable? You’re still the same wolfless brat I kicked into the dirt!" Gregory Cain stood on the crumbling limestone of the East Wing, his boots grinding the debris of his own legacy into dust. His eyes were webs of broken red vessels. Sweat slicked his bald scalp. In his right hand, he clutched a heavy, military-grade detonator, his thumb white-knuckled over the safety toggle. Thick black wires snaked from his feet, disappearing into the vents of the ancient Silver Moon vaults below.

Shit. Cain shook his leg with impatience burning inside him, he left the territory and Reyna alone because he was sure that they have gotten hold of the Scorpion's pain but turned out that this trip was nothing but another waste of time when they reached the hiding spot of the Scorpion pack that was on run, they didn’t see anything except a few things that were left in a hurry and other than that the entire territory was completely devoid of any human existence.

"Who’s Soren?" "Selene said we’d go together," I complained. "Then she left me." "She was getting your badge," Cain said. "What kind of badge?" Cain smirked. "Restricted access." I sat up fast. My heart started to race with excitement. "Wait... am I spying? Am I looking for secret data or hard drives?" Cain rubbed his face with his hand. "Or... you could just ask questions." I stuck my tongue out at him. He just shook his head, but I didn't care.

"Well, she is. However, some people put their selfish interests over their families. Madam Scarlett is that type of a person." "Wow," Caitlyn muttered the only word she could form. She was utterly surprised. "I guess this is going to put a stop to it?" "Well, I believe so. Hand the file over to him when he comes, and pretend as if you know nothing about this." "Yes, sir," Caitlyn replied and exhaled. "Okay! I'll be off now. I have a meeting with the Benson's in less than an hour," He announced as he stood on his feet.

Saye’s transfer fell to nineteen. Eleven. Five. Lucian’s hand remained over her heart. “Stay,” he said. Not a command. A plea. Seraphina covered his hand with hers. The evidence reached ninety-nine percent. Then stopped. One encrypted file remained inside Halcyon. The system refused to release it. Seraphina saw its title. PRIME CONTINUITY PROTOCOL “What is that?” Lucian asked. Adrian went pale. “Destroy it.” Seraphina looked at her father.

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“Whoever comes today has to bow down, be it a dragon or a tiger. I just wonder what the hell Old Cain is up to, allowing Philip to get here.” Juan muttered and felt that he must find out the situation on Old Cain’s side. Taking the phone and looking up the address book, Juan found Old Cain's phone number. He dialed it. “Hello, who are you looking for?” An unfamiliar voice came from the phone. Juan's eyebrows twitched, and he felt vaguely uneasy. “I’m looking for Old Cain. Who are you?” “I’m from the Supernatural Bureau. Old Cain has been detained by us because of kidnapping and violation of relevant regulations. However, due to his severe injuries, he’s temporarily in the hospital for emerge

She whispered amidst it before we heard a voice from the laptop— “You guys know there’s a mute button right, and you can’t afford people hearing conversations like this” Jacqueline also laughed from the laptop. We had forgotten we asked her to join for a second. And while, i pressed to leave. Diane turned me— “There’s a mute button. Like what else is there?” And it was she, who sounded like a millennial now. - These were two groups of people on opposite sides of the world, about to be whooped together by fate and trauma. Aal and Diane. And Weyes Carpenter.

“You’re eighteen, right? Sixteen years ago was the tail end of a pretty large war in the werewolf world. You could have been a survivor. Do you remember anything about what happened before you were at the orphanage?” “I don’t think so.” She shrugged. “It’s fine. A lineage test would be able to tell you if any of them are alive at least.” Another knock sounded from further away. She stood. “Seems like the calvary is about to advance. Would you like to meet him?” I blinked. “Him?” She grinned. “Chief Operative of the SCF and Liaison Specialist Dagon Bluescale.”

Chapter 01 Lost in Thought Scarlett’s POV I’m sitting in my office with my feet propped up on my desk, breathing in the rich scent of my chair’s dark brown leather upholstery and tapping my pen on my teeth in my slightly open mouth when I hear my Beta practically yelling at me. “Alpha Scarlett”! Cayden nearly shouted, snapping my focus back to him. Cayden Fenn and I have known each other our entire lives. His father was my father Beta and now Cayden is mine. That’s how I know I must have allowed my mind to start wandering a while ago; when it’s just the two of us, we’re very casual with each other, so the fact that he’s using my title with my name grabs my attention. The look on his face, wi