Deadlocked Novels & Stories

When he reached me, he held my hand. The touch sent electricity through our damaged mate bond. Pain and longing mixed with anger and grief. His eyes held mine, and I saw everything he'd never been brave enough to say. "There's one place they can't track us," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "The Dead Zones." The crowd went silent. Even Zane looked shocked. "That's suicide," Dr. Lorett said flatly. "What are the Dead Zones?" I asked. "Territories where technology doesn't work," Zane explained. "Something about the mineral deposits disrupts all electronic signals. That’s why they're called Dead Zones for a reason." His eyes found Dalton's. "No wolf who enters has ever come out alive.

[File Locked: Unauthorised access forever. [Self Destruct in 15 hrs, 35 mins, 10 secs] [9 secs…] [8 secs…] [7 secs…]

"Henry saved my life, but he became mentally impaired. I'm just putting up a fake wedding to cheer him up. But Mayor Walton, I really haven't seen John. He has been missing for four years. Can you please have some mercy?" I sneered by the window. Even so close to her downfall, she was still in denial. I struggled with all my might, slamming the shoulder that the security guards held onto the window. The window let out a loud thud. Wesley looked where the sound was coming from. Then, he led a police officer and charged into the room where I was. When he saw me, his murderous glance instantly turned into guilt, even with a hint of grovelling. "John, let me take you to the hospital right away."

“Please.” They stepped into an empty classroom. The silence stretched. “I feel like I am losing you,” Eli said finally. Noah closed his eyes briefly. “I am still here,” Noah said. “I am just tired.” “Tired of me?” Eli asked. Noah opened his eyes. “Tired of waiting without knowing where the ground is.” Eli swallowed. “I never asked you to wait.” “No,” Noah said. “You just made it the only option.” The truth of it landed hard.

The engine died in the middle of traffic. No warning. No sputter. Just silence. Cars behind them slammed brakes. Horns erupted. Drivers shouted. Inside the vehicle, the dashboard went black. Not malfunctioning. Disabled. Alexander tried the ignition again. Nothing. “Manual override?” Isabella asked. He already knew. “Dead.” Her phone lit up again. All signals redirected. Primary controller vehicle immobilized. She looked up slowly. “He’s not just in the network,” she said.

Perimeter Lockdown Confirmed. The mechanical voice of the security system mocked me every time I came home. She had bypassed it. A Level 5 security network engineered by the top defense contractors in the world, and my sweet, delicate Aria had shattered it in ninety seconds, leaving nothing behind but a burnt-out circuit panel and a ruined emerald dress on the floor.

They were all greyed out, their signatures reduced to Inactive Icons in the system's tray. Only Xander and I remained "Online." "Sereia, I can't move my feet," Xander growled, his voice a distorted, low-frequency rumble. He was struggling against the invisible constraints of the sandbox, his Alpha energy flaring white-hot as he tried to Brute-Force his way out of the stasis. "What is this? What have they done to my pack?" "It’s a System Freeze, Xander," I said, my voice echoing in the hollow silence. "They’ve paused the execution of the world to perform a check. Don't fight it—you’ll trigger a Memory Leak in your own core."

was a "Total-Somatic-Merge." As they "Synced," they didn't just "Overload" the system with love; they "Overloaded" it with "Debt." They "Dumped" every "Sorrow," every "Grief," and every "Unpaid-Moment" of the last fifty years into the Vantablack prompt. They "Charged" the "Creditor" for the "Interest" of their "Sovereignty."

The engine died. Silence followed— Heavy. Suffocating. Elena’s breath came in sharp bursts as her hands trembled on the steering wheel. “No… no, no—” She twisted the key again. Nothing. Dead. Completely dead. The device in her hand pulsed once— Then went still. SYSTEM LOCKDOWN INITIATED The words burned into her vision. Behind her— Headlights flooded the road. Blinding. Trapping. Boxing her in.

He filed us into use. I pulled on the debt key. Kael's voice came through shredded and breathless. "Tell me where." "The server rack below the eastern breach. Can you reach it?" A pause. Too long. "No." Honest. Useless. Then he added, "But the rack is Blackwood infrastructure." "Meaning?" "I can make it refuse release for three seconds." Three seconds. In this world, mercy always came in insulting measurements. "Do it." The debt wire went white-hot.