Entangle Novels & Stories

Their eyes were solid violet, glowing with a cold, computational light. "Avery-Node," Kael projected, his "Voice" bypassing her ears and vibrating directly in her skull. "You are attempting to introduce 'Entropy' into the System. The 'Severance-Code' is a virus of 'Isolation.' It will reduce the planetary efficiency by 40%. We cannot allow the 'Old-Standard' of the 'Individual' to return."

It echoes from somewhere deeper. From something that has been watching longer than I have been awake. I do not acknowledge it. Not fully. Not yet. Instead, I follow the thread again. It has thickened. Not stronger. More entangled. The connection between them is no longer a simple line. It loops. Crosses itself. Feeds back. That was not part of the original design. That was not part of any design. That is what happens when interference meets instability and is allowed to continue. This is becoming… something.

"You need to have your bath." "Just give me a few minutes like this." She moved, closing the distance between them, their forehead coming in contact. The room became silent, the only thing that could be heard was the breath, they stared at each other. It was a peaceful moment that had both of them reminiscing on how they were becoming attached to each other. The silence didn't last for long, as the sound from George's phone interrupted the atmosphere, making them separate. "You cheated." "I didn't switch it on."

even so, Adam still has a thousand ways to delay a marriage. Adam did not want to be bound by that one thing, because he had not thought much about binding himself with a feeling called love, let alone starting a family. No, that was completely unthinkable to Adam Anderson. Regarding Alice Laurine Holmes, Adam just wanted to make her his own, because her body and everything about Alice made him addicted. Helping her get revenge was just an excuse so he could ensnare Alice even more in his grasp. Alice can't escape him, because Adam is the real controller in her life. The rest there is no feeling of any kind, let alone love, but only a need, or rather a mutually beneficial relationship with o

We had everything planned, and I wasn't going to change it for anything. "Hurry up, damn it," Nora snapped at a girl in the hallway. "No, don't look at me like that, I'm in a hurry," she bellowed. I was almost dragged among the people, and I would reclaim it from Trent as soon as I saw him. They had been talking for a damn week already, and Nora spent more and more time with him, as if that dark-haired freckled guy was sucking her into his dangerous world. The heat on the street was suffocating, and the backpack slipped down my arm, scratching me with some clips I had pinned to the straps.

I can smell his vanilla scent as he shuffles closer towards me and then getting off the bed completely. I can hear him put on his pants, zip it up and quickly grab his things. I can hear the door open. I can feel Tristan stand by the door for a moment longer and then I hear the door close. And then the tears come and come. I can never see Tristan again. And suddenly, in the midst of my heartbreak and sorrow, the only solution to escape from all of this comes to mind. I need to pull the thread on this big fucking mess of an entanglement, fast.

And hopefully not explode. Claire was back with the drinks and speaking to me; I’d better listen carefully. I felt a growing conviction that some indefinable force was giving me clues to John’s whereabouts. Maybe some kind of Quantum Entanglement was going on, only at a human level. Circumstantial connectivity. Well, it was a theory. “Cutting out half my characters, stupid asshole!” She was back to the subject of her publisher. She broke off to grin at me. “I’m being a bore, aren’t I? You must have problems of your own and all I’ve done is load mine onto you.”

We were the perfect, if antagonistic, pairing for this problem. "The Cygnans called this the Aetheric Entropy," I explained, pointing to the fractal code. "It seems to be targeting the 'fluidity' in the kinetic energy the slight give that allows for motion. It's turning every active energy system into a non-moving, rigid disaster."

Present Day The restaurant's soft lighting catches the rim of Marcus Webb's wine glass as he leans forward, completely absorbed in what Aria is saying. "So the quantum entanglement creates what's essentially an unbreakable communication channel," she explains, her green eyes bright with excitement. "But the real breakthrough isn't the encryption itself, it's the way the system anticipates attacks before they happen." Marcus sets down his glass, his expression one of genuine fascination. "That's brilliant. You're not just defending against known threats, you're predicting unknown ones."

Ember's Pov. “Will you marry me, Ember?” Kelvin, an abusive, obsessive man, had asked with hopeful eyes as he got down on one knee and showed me a ring. And “Yes, I'll marry you” was what I would say if I were crazy. But I wasn't so I replied