Dexters Lab Novels & Stories

Danté came back into the room and started sorting his weapons again, Xena and Nightingale kept quiet this time, Roman was there with them. "Since he's now qualified ladies I employ you to show him some of our more effective weapons" Roman said paging through a file. Danté looked up "More effective?" Xena and Nightingale nodded and gestured for him to follow. They headed down the isles into a section Danté never dared go due to his previous sweeper restrictions, Xena opened a door and stepped aside allowing Danté to enter first, it opened up to what looked like some sort of lab and he instantly got a chill from this place.

Angeline had been targeting that lithography technique anyway. "However, I want to leave the information at this price," Angeline said. "I'm going to be in this country for three days. You can ask your technicians to prove the integrity of that!" Dexter said with a confident chuckle. "Since I'm working with you, it means I trust you." That afternoon, even though her schedule was extremely full, Angeline still made a trip to Lawson Global's branch in Cloudsville. She also made a trip to Cloudsville College so she could check out the lab.

"Noelle…" Even though I couldn't hear him, the name seemed to echo in my mind, a ghost of a connection I thought was long dead. I ignored it, continuing to review the data on my screen. "Dr. Sterling, should I call security?" Liam asked, his voice laced with concern. "No," I said, putting down the tablet. "Let him in." Ten minutes later, Dexter stood in the doorway of my office. He looked like a stray wolf, beaten and abandoned, his royal aura shredded to rags.

The days leading to this night had been tormenting. After Cassandra had secured the strand of Valerie’s hair at the café, Damien had wasted no time. He drove himself, Cassandra beside him, to a nondescript building on the outskirts of the city. The lab was unmarked, tucked between a storage warehouse and a failing import company. Inside, the air smelled faintly of antiseptic. The director of the lab was an old acquaintance—an exile from one of Europe’s most prestigious genetic research institutes, now surviving by doing discreet work for those who could pay. He asked no questions when Damien handed over the envelope with Selena’s locket and the hair sample.

Kael nodded, his eyes scanning the room. lead us to Auster. " "Look for anything that might be connected to or The cobwebs were cleared and we were able to get farther inside. It was much bigger than the other lab. My eyes went to the large table in the middle of the room. down. They could've just cleared it. " “I wonder why they shut this room As we searched, we stumbled upon a collection of bones and strange artifacts. “These are way too many bones for a science lab. " There was so much it was everywhere on

He pushed them open and stepped aside. "Your laboratory, Miss Anastasia." I walked inside and stopped. My breath caught in my throat. The laboratory was huge. Sunlight poured through a wall of windows that faced the forest. The workstations were brand new, with gleaming steel surfaces and state-of-the-art equipment. Microscopes. Centrifuges. Genetic sequencers. Machines I had only ever read about in journals. A glass cabinet along one wall held rows of labeled samples. A computer screen on the main desk displayed a three-dimensional model of werewolf DNA.

Have my room ready and there better be donuts and pastries : Kinsley chuckled and put her phone down, finished her email and headed farther into the office and took the steps down into a large basement lab, flipping on lights and raising blinds as she did so. The windows were street level but they were large and let in lots of morning light, the fluorescent lights above lighting up every inch of the space. It was a fully equipped lab and had everything they needed to be able to run tests on the different creatures they came across.

Derick was quiet for a while before he had a lightbulb moment and smirked. “I think I know where his lab is,” he said suddenly making everyone look at him. “What are you looking at when you haven’t said a word since we came in here?” asked Derick looking at Damien. “Don’t forget your place hunter, you might collaborate with the king, but accidents happen.” Damien threatened. “We don’t have time for this, tell us where this damn lab is?” asked alpha Tylor.

I could hear the incessant tapping of the keyboard and the clicking of Doran's tongue as he chewed loudly on his gum. I stood up from the couch and sat in front of my system on the desk, my fingers flying over the keyboard as I quickly accessed their database to ascertain how far they were. "Found something boss" Doran muttered, "it seems to be a laboratory lab, there are pictures of the culprits and a few other men with Alphanumeric data as their details" "What does the first name there say?" "L0020, at the side of his picture, a red mark indicating fail is on it"

The lab was in the west wing of the palace that Freya had specifically told me was forbidden and my hands shook as I raised them and pushed the door open. ***** I blinked slowly as my eyes adjusted to the bright light in the room. Darwin stood with his arms crossed as he watched a group of men work on something on the table. One of the men, lifted up a tiny piece of what seemed to be a little bead or ball and he placed it in a girl’s palm. I shook my head and made to walk straight into the lab when a small explosion tore a scream from my throat. “DARWIN!!!” I screamed in terror.