Code Geass Maya Novels & Stories

She stood still, her hands tucked into her pockets with her face covered with a nose mask, Her life for now was just perfectly as a ghost, soon she needed to disappear from the town, she caddies out several jobs of assassination already and it was just time To leave,she had just one which kept itself as a stumbling block May wanted Kaden dead so bad, she had never failed not once but now it's thrice all because of some fragile looking guy that wasn't even worth the alpha position. May felt a hand tap her gently, she turned to see who it was and greatest surprise .. "May …" the voice called it also in surprise.

We greeted as she look over to our side. "Hey boys! How are you doing?" She asked and adjusted her glasses. "We are fine ma'am." I and Sammy chorused. George's mother is a lecturer at a university here in California. It's so obvious when she trys adjusting her glasses like someone ready to lecture a bunch of students. I shrugged off the thought as we walked upstairs to George's room. It was just the way it use to be. Painted in white and a touch of blue. "Man get us some bottles please." I spoke and threw myself on his bed.

When I walked out of the server room, the entire technical department was waiting at the door, erupting into thunderous applause. "Rex is unstoppable!" "Rex is the God of Code!" "That's the real tech master!" I looked at their faces. Some of them had once treated me with cold indifference. Now, they greeted me with eager smiles. "Rex, let's have tea sometime?" "Rex, there's a tech salon this weekend. Would you honor us with your presence?" "Rex, could you give me some guidance on my project?" I declined them all politely and only nodded to the outsourced colleagues who had once stood by me.

Maybe the drug Georgia had given Lucien was a different type of drug. The sound of footsteps broke her thoughts. Maya looked up just as Georgia entered, sweeping through the room like she owned the air itself. The older woman’s eyes flicked over her once, sharp as glass, before settling on the polished floor. “Good,” Georgia said lightly. “At least you’re useful for something.” Maya lowered her head, whispering, “Yes, signora.” Georgia lingered longer than necessary, her gaze deliberate. “Though I wonder… how long before usefulness turns into ambition?”

"Not with him. With her. Take me through the door into Blackwood Hall." The aide swallowed, instinctively. "That. It is not possible, ma'am. They guard the Hall zealously." Maya's eyes climbed, shattered. "Then compel one." The aide nodded, pale, and scurried out. The room was quiet, the city light climbed the glass walls, shattering her reflection. Maya raised her glass once more, to anonymity that lay far beyond the skyline. "Soon now, Harrison," she whispered. "Soon now, Leya. The game is afoot."

“Just… keeping sharp.” He studied her for a long moment but didn’t push. Trust had become their quiet language. As he leaned down to kiss her forehead, May’s eyes drifted back to the closed screen. Inside the encrypted system, a familiar symbol blinked to life: S-CODED A masked figure. A global leaderboard. An invitation to an international underground competition. May’s other life stirred. Years ago, when grief crushed her lungs and survival was her only goal, she had slipped into the digital shadows. There, she became untouchable.

"I can’t... I can’t feel the Pack. The 'Wolf-Code' is being pulled out of my marrow." ​Maya was in worse shape. Her "Solar-Shield," usually an impenetrable dome of golden-white light, was now a jagged, glitching mess. Every time the Alpha-1.0 pulsed its emerald eyes, a piece of Maya’s shield shattered into "Static-Shards."

He was already grabbing his phone to call Hido, barely able to contain himself. The moment Hido picked up, Maya burst out, voice loud and full of excitement. “Oh my gosh, you won't believe it, Taiga is an Elite Prime Luna.” “Holy shit! Are you for real? That’s fucking cool. Shit, I’ve never seen one. Fuck, Maya, that’s fucking cool.” Maya was literally bouncing where he sat, one foot tapping rapidly against the hardwood floor. His entire body buzzed with nervous joy. “On to stage two, Hido,” he said, grinning like a lunatic.

I kneel on the obsidian platform, the cold, digital glass biting into my knees. In front of me stands the woman I’m terrified to be. Dark Mia. She looks exactly like me, but stripped of the apology. Her eyes are voids, swallowing the neon light of the code-verse. Her lips are curled in a cruel, knowing smile. She’s wearing the haptic suit, but it’s torn open, revealing skin that glows with a bruised, violet light.