Damn Vulnerable Web Application Novels & Stories

In Alex's arms there was no dead Jezza. --- Berry sat cross-legged on the living room floor, her laptop balanced on her knees while Bryan worked at the coffee table beside her. They'd been researching Phantom Tech's security systems for hours, and Berry was amazed at how much her skills had improved. "I found another vulnerability in their server architecture," Berry announced proudly. "Show me," Bryan leaned over to look at her screen. "Here, see how their firewall has this gap in the authentication protocol? I could exploit that to gain access to their employee database."

My lawyer, Davies, was also present and while he was usually a calm presence, I could tell by the he kept clicking his pen that even he was nervous. “Mona, we’ve been working tirelessly,” Ben began, his voice laced with apprehension. “We’ve scoured every digital footprint, every backchannel. It’s like they vanished into thin air after the transaction.” “Vanished?” I repeated, My voice was dangerously soft, a silk-edged blade. “That's your excuse! No one takes a huge chunk of my company and then disappears without a trace.” “Or perhaps you’re not looking hard enough?” I rose from my chair, the sudden movement causing them all to flinch. I walked to the large window overlooking the city, the s

Ava and Damian Disagree Ava seethed at the list of donors and supporters Vance had gathered in the last two months on the wall of the safe room beneath the house. She turned to Damian. "You knew Vance was a danger?" "I thought he retired." "You thought wrong." Damian took a step closer. "So what do we do?" Ava nodded. "We expose them." "No. Not yet. That'll break the board—" "They already burned your name, Damian." "You think I don't know that?" He snapped. Ava blinked. "I've lost everything once. I won't lose her too." "You won't." A beat of silence occurred between them.

Three days. That’s how long I’ve lived on black coffee, half-charged devices, and adrenaline. The cyber-division hums around me, the low chorus of printers and murmured updates. My desk has become a war zone of open files, flash drives, and empty mugs. Every thread I pull on Damon Vale leads somewhere new—shell companies, private accounts, charitable donations that vanish mid-route. And now, finally, the map of his empire lies before me in all its deceptive symmetry.

“Then we go in together. No solo stunts. Not this time.” Dominique smirked faintly. “I’ll try not to run off and poke the beast alone.” They activated the link—a dark net portal Damien had acquired from a defunct dom network with rumors of dangerous undercurrents. The entrance was hidden behind an innocuous shell site: an online museum for antique dolls. Clicking a cracked porcelain face on the third shelf triggered a cascading page redirect and a black screen that read: Welcome to Marionette’s Mirror You’re the puppet now. Her heart thumped once—hard—before the terminal loaded.

One of Damien’s large, calloused hands rested flat on the edge of the desk, his silver-gray eyes tracking the scrolling lines of code with a predatory focus. "She’s using a multi-hop VPN anchored in the Brussels node," Elias murmured, his voice dropping into a low, velvet thread that carried no professional distance. He didn't flinch as Damien’s chest brushed against his back with every breath. "Every time Lila Voss attempts a secondary forensic trace, the signature self-terminates and re-allocates to an offshore ledger pool. It’s a classic extraction loop."

Damien Where did you go last night." Lauren shouted. Damien rolled his eyes. "That's none of your business." He hissed. "Oh come one Damien, we had a special night last night. Don't start a fight. Where did you go?" She asked sternly. "Special? You're nothing but a low life whore who is just using me for money. And what we did was not 'special' I just did it cause I'm a guy and what guy would say no to sex? So as far as I'm concerned you were just a fuck. So if you really want to be a queen why don't you marry my father. He could really use a good fuck." Lauren's heart dropped. "W-what?" She asked shockingly. Damien smirked. "Now please get out of my room." He said calmly. Lauren's eyes wate

"I want to be called Samantha, that will be my name." Damian smiled a little and nodded. "I don't want to come in direct contact with you again for now, till you are out of town safely. I don't want him to link your disappearing with me, it could be dangerous for me and the rest of my family so.." he said and trailed off. Mae touched his knee lightly and then retract her hand quickly. "I understand, look for me. I will be Samantha, I'm sure you know his name. that is his alias, I'll be Samantha Aaron."

His fingertips brushed some certain areas of her body that has been missing a man’s attention. “And when will the later be?” Arianna let out a whimper. Her mind was going crazy from the sparkles that ran through her body. She didn’t want to risk having a raw sex with a total stranger. Getting pregnant or contracting a sexual disease wasn’t part of her summer quest list. “Can I go ahead?” Damon asked with his fingers pressed to her needy core.

Jasper drove into his compound parked at a corner and stepped out of his car , immediately Darell saw he was limping he ran up to him but Jasper held up his hand immediately, he stopped in his tracks and walked back to his position immediately. He kept on limping slowly and painfully as he walked towards the entrance, he brought out his key from his pocket and tried to open the door but the door wasn't opening. He tried again , this time really frustrated but it still wasn't opening, angrily he began banging on the door. After some minutes the door opened and Belle appeared , "Oh my God, what happened?!" She gasped immediately she saw his terribly bleeding leg. "Why did you double lock the d