Drift X Brite Bomber Novels & Stories

"Not until you understand that the man who rejected you seven years ago doesn't exist anymore. And not until you give me the chance to prove it." As Raven turned to walk away, her phone buzzed with a message from an unknown number. A video file, timestamp showing it was taken that morning. When she opened it with trembling hands, she watched footage of herself in her apartment—sleeping, unaware, completely vulnerable. Multiple camera angles. Professional equipment. The video's final frame showed a message in white text: "Come to the Cascade Mountains. Come alone. Or I'll burn every connection you've ever made. —D"

Drake, who had lost his patience, immediately moved like a phantom. Xavian instantly stopped talking as he was held upside down by Drake. “What are you doing? Let me go!” Xavian was frightened. “I tell you, my father is the police commissioner in Hattan! If you dare to hurt me, your entire family will be killed!” “I think it’s you who wants your entire family to get killed!” Drake growled before he threw Xavian aside. Bam! Xavian fell hard on his luxurious Bentley. The collision caused the window to shatter and dent the car.

Nick said. “Are you joining us for lunch?” Joshua asked and I nodded. “Where are we going?” “Nataly’s,” Nick said. “Okay, I’ll give you a half hour head start and still beat you there,” I said. Charlie flipped me his middle finger and I laughed. I started the bike and cruised behind Joshua’s car. Charlie and Nick drove with him and Nataly was next to me on her Aprilia RSV 1000R.

"Get the kids to the sub-levels! Camille, don't you dare look back!" Elodie’s voice tore through the screech of jet engines. Above, the sky wasn't purple anymore; it was choked with the oily black smoke of burning high-octane fuel. A "Wolf-Killer" drone, sleek and predatory with Aegis Corp markings, banked hard over the west wing. Its underbelly glowed a hellish red before a silver-shrapnel missile corkscrewed into the ramparts.

Bryan's drone descended quickly, crashing to the ground with a thud. The dying lights flickered with an ominous red colour.