Corrupted Finn Novels & Stories

"What's there to fear? Salespeople are nothing but expendable trash. Finance is the real backbone of the company. I don't believe the boss would risk me for a worthless sales rep. She's already advanced half a month's expenses, and now she shows up crying about money. I stopped her reimbursement. Let's see how long she lasts now." I laughed out loud. If she was the backbone of the company, then what was I—the sales champion? If she refused to reimburse me, fine. I wanted to see who would crack first. I set my work aside and spent my days idling at my desk. The end of the month arrived quickly, and a notification from the finance department popped up in the company's internal system. As the m

“One life to secure Mandy’s promotion. Isn’t that a fair trade?” It was Thomas’ own voice. The color drained instantly from his face. “The recording can be faked, officer! Call Jane in! We’ll confront her in person!” The officer ignored his shouting, calmly switching the footage. In the prep room behind the commentator booth, Thomas and Mandy were speaking in hushed tones. “Once she gets the accidental insurance payout, the deposit for that property will be covered.” Thomas’ lips began to tremble. Then a third video was played. In the dead of night, Mandy sneaked toward the race car, attaching something to the engine while Thomas stood nearby, keeping watch.

The voice snaps clear for a single second, cold and sharp as a knife: “Warning: code corruption detected.”

Finn’s body was stiff behind me. Unknown: How dare you? Unknown: WHORE Unknown:(Photo of Finn and I at the arcade) Unknown: (Photo of Finn and I walking down the street) Unknown: Homewrecker Unknown: You’re wasting your time. Unknown: You’ll end up a charred pile of bones just like the last one. Unknown: (Photo of Finn and I in the booth) Unknown: (Photo of Finn and I kissing in the booth) Unknown: You’re not good enough. Unknown: You’re never going to be good enough.

"Mommy! You have a beautiful fishtail again! Just like mine!" I smiled through tears and pulled her into my arms. "I’m taking you home, sweetheart. To the deep sea, where we belong." "Jessica, please don’t go!" Trevon's broken voice echoed behind us. I turned and saw the man who once stood so tall and proud now slumped, face red and swollen, slapping himself over and over. "Jessica, Corinne’s gone. There's nothing in our way now. Come back to me. I swear I’ll make it right. I’ll spend the rest of my life taking care of you…"

A corruption. The demon held the door, watching her with its eerie, bright red eyes, obviously savoring the realization dawning in her eyes, “Do you understand now? I took Eleanor’s baby before it was even born to this world; I corrupted and replaced parts of its soul with mine. With every drop of life you have forced her to take, I get to devour whatever human soul she has bit by bit… until there was nothing left but a soulless, ignorant puppet for Sir Hans Bathory to get rid of. Why do you think it had been so easy for him to finish the job? A mere mortal, even a descendant of Sans, could not possibly kill a demon’s vessel, unless it was already weak and on its last breath, you wretched fo

You need to see this. Meanwhile, inside a sleek, black luxury car not far from the Musk Company building, Finn was sitting in the passenger seat. His phone buzzed loudly, and he immediately picked it up. Seeing Jerald’s name on the screen, he quickly unlocked the device and opened the message. As the video began to play, his eyes widened more and more with every passing second. He became so engrossed, so absorbed by what he was watching, that he barely blinked. He saw Amara calm, cold, and absolutely dominating the room, exposing corruption, firing people left and right, and dismantling powerful men like they were nothing more than toys.

Toward us. “It’s following the Phoenix back to its point of origin!” Finn yelled. “It’ll corrupt our systems, expose this location, and send a data packet with our IP signature to every law enforcement and rival syndicate on the planet! Abort the connection! NOW!” I slammed my hand on the kill switch. Nothing happened. The C3RB3RUS counter-bar hit 50%. My screen began to glitch, lines of corrupted code scrolling wildly. “The kill switch is jammed! The worm has taken local control!” Finn was shouting.

Zadicus whispered, curling his hands in a fist with a clenched jaw as the moments of his misery flashed before his eyes. “We have gotten too far, no consequences could stop us. We have to complete what we started, Brother. There is no return from this point anymore.” Tristan said sternly, resting his hand on Zadicus’ shoulder, giving it an assuring squeeze. “You are right. There is no use to grasp what is no longer in our grip; it's meaningless at this point.” Zadicus breathed out, understanding his words. “This world is Corrupted after all.” Zadicus spoke, glancing over his shoulder to look at Tristan who stood with a grievous but stern expression.

I didn’t even pretend to lock the door anymore. By midnight I was naked under the sheets, legs slightly spread, my pussy already aching and wet with shameful anticipation. The guilt never went away — it only made me drip harder. The door opened. Ethan and Lucas walked in, naked and hard, with a third man behind them. Tall, muscular, in his late thirties, with a cruel smile. “Princess,” Ethan purred, climbing onto the bed. “Tonight we’re finishing your corruption. Meet Uncle Marcus. He’s going to help us completely ruin our sweet stepdaughter.”