Dying Light Volatile Novels & Stories

He swung it into the lead drone, and the shard shattered into a harmless spray of binary. We were at the base of the tower now. The exit the gateway to the decentralized dark-web was a swirling vortex of unmapped noise at the very peak. But the Elena-AI was closing the gap, her bike’s turbine-whistle turning into a siren that threatened to overwrite our neural patterns. "If we hit that vortex at this speed, we might not reform on the other side," Dax warned. "If we stay here, we're deleted!" I looked up at the vortex. "I’m going to use the Engine’s resonance to shatter the tower’s shield! On my mark, push everything into the intake!"

Dmitri grabs Ilyich by the waist and slams him against the floor. CRACK! Ilyich’s back breaks but he feels no pain because he is not fully alive nor dead. Before he can heal, Dmitri launches a fresh assault on him, repeatedly hitting him. Rage courses through them as they engage in a deathly battle. Ilyich punches Dmitri but his hit feels feeble to Dmitri who is surging with power. A golden light is emitting from his body and the raw power is overwhelming even Ilyich. The Undead finally manages to throw Dmitri off him and he scrambles to run.

The barrels began to glow with a volatile, violet light, humming with an energy that made Vance’s Lycan instincts scream in warning. "The ledger you found in Port Valen was a masterpiece, wasn't it?" Ivan chuckled, his eyes gleaming with malicious satisfaction. "Dmitry’s signature was flawless. The council will tear themselves apart trying to decide if he’s a traitor. And while they look south, the north will rise." "You won't live to see it," Vance roared, rushing forward with blinding, Beta-level speed. "Fire," Ivan commanded coldly. The Abyssal weapons unleashed a blinding torrent of violet energy, ripping through the stone ground and obliterating everything in their path. The explosion t

I breathe out her name in a prayer, and the mere whispering of her name causes my heart to constrict with pain. Yet as I lay there, a toxic little thought enters my mind: will it hurt this much if I sever our bond? *** Why does a Volkov Mating Ceremony always turn bloody? As soon as I walked into this fight with these Lycans, I knew that I wouldn’t make it out alive. Something about death called to me and whispered that the pain would go away if I went into the fight with the intention of dying. So I did. I took down two of the beasts, but the last one slashed me up so badly that I knew that was it for me… and I was happy. I wanted to die, Eclipse was still not talking to me, but he handled

Kimber stood by, watching the ensuing chaos in horror. “Dragon, I'll get you, all of you,” he screamed, as Nick and Adam held him down.But Madchen paid no attention, as she watched Drago turn a shade of blue, and foam at the mouth. “Drago!” She dropped to her knees, shaking him by the shoulders, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he stared up at the lights, seeming catatonic. His green eyes faded to a deep black, rolling to the back of his head.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

The aftermath of shock, but Lara would sooner have been boiled alive than cry in front of him. “If you were hanging off the edge of a cliff, I’d stand on your fingers,” she told him jerkily. She heard paper tearing. A bottle of ‘Blonde Passion’ landed beside her. “The name caught my eye,” he raked down at her, “and the stupid salesgirl sprayed some of it around me. That was yesterday and I still can’t get rid of it!” A long silence stretched. Her teeth bit into the hand she had wedged against her mouth but she couldn’t stop the faint tremors still racking through her.

she replied as David glanced at her. "So you fell in love with your best friend's step-brother, who was also in love with him?" He asked as Anna shrugged while flashing a weak smile, "Yep, pretty much," she replied as David organized his finished papers, "Then what?" He asked as Anna narrowed her eyes, "Long story short, I fell in love with the wrong guy," she replied as David got up from his chair and walked towards the door. "Wait, so what's your story?" Anna asked as David opened the door, "I was born black and I'll die black," he replied before leaving the room as Anna's jaw dropped in disbelief.

"I knew she would freak out," Death says from behind me in an I-Told-You-So sort of tone "Freak out? You just pulled me through a flipping mirror!" I scream at him, as I cross my arms tightly over my chest "I don't have short-term memory loss, I know what I did," he says snottily, crossing his arms back at me "Why I outta," I lift my fist taking a step towards him "Alright, violence will do nothing," a woman stops us, she had brown wavy hair cascading down her body to her elbows and a golden flower crown on his head with brown eyes, but boy, she was glowing and so beautiful, definitely a Goddess.

I say a little impatiently, she nods and approaches the laptop, Scott turns it to give her access and can carry out the transaction once she does it, she turns to me and comment “So they made it... D and you made it in...” I frown upon hearing that name, that's what they used to call Dark before joining the organization, why? Because wherever he went he always left a trail of death in his wake… D, for Death. “That's right... and you are?...” she asked, since she finally caught my attention, she smiles and comments wistfully “ready ...” Scott interrupts us verifying the transaction “I doubt very much that you remember me, but let's say that I am one of the many survivors that they ran into on