Didi Dexter Laboratory Novels & Stories

Hers was a reading glass but Dexter’s were affected by his cancer. "Is there someone better than me? Terror D2. I've never been able to override any of his programming. Do you know what my dream is?" he would ask longingly, and she would stare comfortingly at him. "What is it?" "To meet him or her. Terror D2 is what I would describe as a cyber genius. It's as if cyber manipulation runs in his or her blood." At that moment, Karen thought he was just dreaming of meeting his idol. Now, she wished to be trained by whoever this Terror D2 was. She remembered that before Dexter passed away, he was trying to uncover Terror D2's identity.

He left the lab and slammed the door. Alexis wiped his sweaty forehead and sighed helplessly. He was a DVM, and now he needed to do an experiment for a man! How embarrassing it is! An electric current passed through Kendra’s body, and she woke up. When she opened her eyes slowly, she saw another strange room. Where was she now? Kendra saw test tubes, alcohol burner, evaporating dish, iron support, beaker, and measuring cylinder. Was she in a lab? How did she come here?

I removed the spoon from my grip, and it clattered loudly onto the plate. Dexter's head snapped up. He had sharp eyes and locked onto mine. He sat sprawled in his chair, like a king who surveyed his court lazily holding one hand with a crystal glass of whiskey and the other one in his lap. His stare was not lazy at all. It was too dark and calculating, and far too perceptive. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

KAEL. I saw Dexter’s hand coiled on his sides. I met his gaze and told him what to do next. “Go to the bank first thing tomorrow morning and freeze all her accounts. I also want records of her transactions in the last two years, three if possible.” “I can do that,” Dexter said, nodding his head in respect. “Where is Luna Adessa?” “I don’t know,” I answered, leaning forward on my desk again. “I’ll be out for a week or two starting tomorrow.”

My blood runs cold and my testicles try to crawl back inside my body. She's right. “They didn’t come out of the caves,” Dexter says. “We would have noticed.” I’m not so sure about that. They came in here to perform some truly fearsome magic that does Goddess only knows what, and we didn’t notice. “This is as far as you go,” I tell Lyric and turn to Dexter. “Take her back upstairs. Stay with her. Guard her with your life.” “No,” Lyric protest, “I’m not leaving y-”

Dexter stopped speaking and placed both his hands on top of the table which was in front of dante. "What would be my reward if i do that?, Nothing!, What would be your reward as well?, Nothing!" He completed his statement then he sank into the couch next to dante who looked obviously pissed. "Your little pet is actually in this country just as you thought but the most amusing thing is the fact that she is working in my step-brother's company " Dexter added with a weird toothy grin. "Which exact one are you talking about??" Dante asked taking a drag of his cigarette.

“Or should I say, Mr. Black?” Ste-phen wasn’t surprised. He knew the Luther name in the business world. Dexter must be a son to Trevor Luther, the owner of a large jewelry empire in California—one of his business partners. Ste-phen glanced down at Dexter’s hand before tucking both of his own hands into his pockets. Dexter let out a soft laugh, lowering his hand. “Ouch, Mr. Black. Not much for pleasantries, I see,” he said, unbothered.

However, after a moment of contemplation, he curiously asked, "So, are there any treasures beneath this ancient relic?" Adrian knew that this little creature desired treasures. He looked at the mural, then said, "According to this mural, there are indeed some treasures underground. This underground cave was originally Dexter's training abode. After Dexter was sealed, everything inside naturally became grave goods. However..." "However?" Fluffy asked curiously.

AI robots going into mass production and the sheer number of people who might direct their sexual fantasies toward them. Dexter fastened his shirt buttons, observed Julian's expression, and scoffed coldly. "I've been crashing in the storeroom for a whole week, so don't tell me you're going to chicken out on me now." Julian reassured him, exclaiming, "You can rest assured, Dexter! I'm the last one you'll have to worry about slipping up!" Dexter gave him a look of utter disdain and said, "You're right. You've had dollar signs in your eyes since you were a baby, so there's no way you'd walk away from a 20 billion dollar project."

" Hey El are you okay pumpkin , you look like you've seen a ghost ... boo." I took a deep breath and I wanted to call someone but I had left my phone in my bag downstairs.I realised that Dexter might not have had security clearance at the Lake House but he had security clearance at the main house because he knew the security personnel personally and he was still SJ's father . He knew that deep down inside that he was trying to start trouble where there was none ... " I'm not shakin in my boots . " " You should . What makes you so sure that you are safe and I won't get rid of you and Maxwell's child . I wonder how he would feel about knowing that he was going to have a son . "