Corruption Pico Novels & Stories

Alicia burst into another round of tears and Immediately, Samson hugged her in a flash into his embrace because she was crying seriously this time. "Are you going to be ok?" She asked crying even more. Samson kissed on her hair and made her to look at him. 'I promise, I would be fine!" "Ok... but what is a corruption and what damage does it cause?" Alicia still wanted to know. "Ok... the substance in the syring was a [Pytelaphil] and the corruption is created by a wild beast. It's a fiend. Actually this creature is the corruption itself and they must have torn it's skin and taken the fluid to inject on me. The corruption does so many things, it blocks one's memory. I might forget anyone... i

"That must mean you need something." Lena sat across from her. "I want to know how deep this goes." Walsh tilted her head. "And if I refuse to answer?" "Then you go to prison," Lena said. "And when you do, we’ll make sure the world knows exactly who you are and what you did." Walsh smiled slightly. "Oh, Ms. Thompson. You still think this is about the truth." Lena narrowed her eyes. "What’s that supposed to mean?" Walsh folded her hands on the table. "You think exposing people like me will change anything. You think shining a light on corruption will make it disappear. But corruption isn’t a disease, Ms. Thompson. It’s a function. A necessary part of the system."

A quiet, insidious weakness that could ruin everything. “Are you seeing this?” Leo whispered, his voice barely carrying over the hum of the cafe. He pointed at the screen. “Look at the shell companies. Look at the way the funds move. It’s not illegal—at least, not exactly. But it’s corruption in slow motion. He built this empire quietly, invisibly. And no one suspects a thing.” Maya leaned closer, her brow furrowed. “It’s like he’s playing chess while everyone else is playing checkers.”

He felt fortunate that he only had to clean his friends apartment in exchange. Walking down the stairs Amias continued to dwell on his thoughts. He still felt a sense of surrealness just being here. He found his classes less challenging as he started to get used to them. He yawned, he was annoyingly tired, he was made to stay late the day before. The daily missions he was given by the company had to be completed before he was allowed to leave the building. If he were honest, he thought that this was strange but he could understand the strictness considering the amount of money they were essentially investing in him and the others. He was trying to not feel like or see himself as a product bu

Kriss whispered, his lips trembling slightly. “We all wanted to go and see. You are not alone.” Randall whispered, hoping it could reassure him but to no avail. “What about the judgment he faced? Did he deserve it?” Kriss asked, not wanting to think about it but it occurred out of the blue. “That is how politics work, His Highness. You should know it.” Tabit whispered, feeling compassion for his condition. Kriss cannot argue with that. That is the main reason for this corruption. Politics. All of them were higher up. Kriss was the Prince. They cannot ruin his name and Zadicus had lost everything already. An easy target.

, he explained releasing a button on his shirt. " What?", I queried in shock. Michael nodded in understanding, " Corruption is like a spiderweb, it's sticky strands capture those who fall into it and turns its victims into prey. They're all preys under the control of Terry Gonzalez ". "That's why it's important we catch the preys first, before terminating the spider", Adrian inputted. " Thank you for your cooperation, brother", Michael joked. " Don't push it", He replied in warning. " I'll see you later", Michael said before leaving.

I watched Sophia, admiration shining in my eyes, as she presented our case with confidence and conviction. She pointed to the first file in which Jacob's linguistic skills revealed a web of corrupt practices within their academic circles. Professors manipulating grades, students buying their way to success, and a network of bribes that extend far beyond the university walls. Jacob leaning back in his chair, spoke "It was shocking to uncover the extent of their corruption. The very foundation of their educational system is tainted" Sophia then moved to the next file "Emily's infiltration into their administrative department unveiled embezzlement, fraud, and the misuse of funds. They've been s

"Your parents sent you to the old enemy for advice? That’s either brilliant or incredibly foolish." "My parents taught me to seek the best strategic mind for the problem," I countered. "You perfected the art of leveraging institutional flaws. We need your strategy." Declan leaned back, a genuine, analytical fire returning to his eyes. "Soft corruption isn't fought with audits, Eleanor. It's fought with engineered complexity. You don't eliminate the incentive; you make the cost of corruption outweigh the reward by a factor of ten."

The saying is pretty obvious, what is ordained, cannot be changed. You will die when it's your time to die" I said then shoot him on the head and left the place. " Corruption is a virus, once inside the body it can kill the entire organ, the only vaccine for corruption is DEATH". MERCILESS TBC

Damien stood near the glass with tablet in hand, jacket off and sleeves rolled, the posture of a man who had stopped asking why and moved straight into how fast. “You were right,” he said without turning. “It’s not corruption in pieces. It’s a system.” Vanessa didn’t respond immediately. She was standing at the central table...the one they’d converted into a working map...hands resting flat on the surface. Screens hovered above it, data projected in layers: company registries, nonprofit shells, donor records, municipal permits, procurement contracts. She spoke calmly. Too calmly. “Start at the center.” Damien tapped the screen. The image shifted, zooming inward until a familiar name locked i