Escanor Novels & Stories

Not yet. The scanner’s voice Alexei’s recorded baritone echoed again: “Retinal scan required for full activation. One heir. One legacy. Failure to comply triggers purge. Sixteen hours remaining.” I stepped forward. The blue light flared brighter, a cold beam sweeping across my face. I forced myself to hold still eyes wide, unblinking as the machine mapped my retinas. A soft chime. Green light. “Scan confirmed. Luca Volkov Marino. Primary heir recognized. Access granted.”

Shafts of golden morning light cut through the high, narrow ventilation slits near the roofline, illuminating millions of dancing dust motes in the stagnant air. ​We rolled the car to a halt beside an old timber pressing machine, its massive wooden screws rising into the shadows like monolithic pillars. The moment the wheels stopped clicking, Julian collapsed onto an empty packing crate, his fingers trembling as he instantly reached for the passive Vane scanner. ​The screen flickered, the blue light washing over his grease-stained face. ​Total Decrypted Accesses: 4,118.

EDDY "Dr. Connor Millow!" I exclaimed, intentionally refusing to look up from the opened document on my tablet, my fingers holding up my tea cup mid air. My study was sacred and everybody, including Connor, knew not to bother me whenever I was behind its doors. But somehow, my best friend, Connor Millow, who was also the family doctor and happens to be the first unfortunate idiot that dares to desire my wife lustfully bypasses the no disturb order anytime he was in my house.

She pressed her thumb firmly against the glass scanner. BEEP. A soft green light flashed. THUMBPRINT MATCHED: ELENA VANCE. A dark, intoxicating smirk spread across Daphne’s face. The genetic match was perfect. The system couldn't tell the difference between the twin who owned the empire and the twin sent to destroy it. Next, the scanner activated a tiny optical sensor: RETINAL SCAN REQUIRED. Daphne leaned in close, staring directly into the lens. BEEP. RETINAL SCAN MATCHED: ELENA VANCE. ACCESS GRANTED.

Another horizontal scar marred the spot near her belly button and everytime Eve touches the spot, her chest tightens as if she had forgotten something important. When she tries to enter the gigantic gates which looks oddly new to her seeing the large wooden gate in front of her was never there before, she was stopped by two guards. Eve frowned at their effort of trying to block her path while allowing horse carriage next to her enters after they have given another guard what seems to be a scroll. “Your proper documents?” The guard with a long red beard says to her. “What?” “Your papers, girl or you can’t enter Dzhimara.”

Fear. Taking some gentle but précised steps back, her feet touched something that was buried under the dried leaf which carpeted the floor of the forest. Her stomach knotted. The object looked like a skull, perhaps, the skull of a baby that had died here. She picked the object but frowned from the rotten flesh that glued her hands. The eyes and mouth were gone, and what remains of the ear were at the mercies of some decomposing worms. Ejima steadied her grip on the object, placing them perfectly on her sling. She has not used something this heavy on her sling before, but what other option does she have?

And I wonder what's in this package. I can not wait to ride in the limousine I see from a distance. This is going to be fun. ^^^^

he said. A scanner appeared underneath Dennis's hand at the statement and the AI voice responded, "Director's identity confirmed. Request processing." It took a few seconds for Ricardo's palm to be scanned next and the reply came, "Guest's identity confirmed. Request granted." Immediately, a port opened in the table next to where Ricardo stood and he slotted in the flash drive, a virtual keyboard popping up soon after alongside a screen for him to work with. About thirty minutes of keystrokes later, he shouted, "Got it!"

Their eyes glared at him, and the murmurs went around after. Lucas’ eyes widened when he finally saw what happened. Mr. Lorenzo was lying on the ground, his head smashed and several parts of his body are dislocated. His whole body was covered with blood, oozing from every wound. Mr. Lorenzo’s eyes were open, and his mouth agape. One forensic officer carried a transparent plastic with a paper that seemed like a note from Mr. Lorenzo. When the police officer who was holding Lucas saw his eyes following the note, he cleared his throat and faced him.

Ron came with the drinks, two bottles alone since the four won't go about drinking a bottle each. A/N Drop a review, readers. Um... I hope your day went well. Over here it's night so goodnight lovely readers. Hopefully, I will finish the next chapter and publish it quick. After the near lunch, the four drove to the sanctuary. Kyle drove them with his car while Mia texted Todd and told him to puck her bike from the college. RAVEN'S ABODE Scorpion blade. Kyle marveled at the bold writing on the top of the big building and spacious land. It was nothing near to a church, more like a fancy refugee camp but wilder. It was a beautiful sight to behold.