Fiction Web Novels & Stories

C: So how do you know when I’m online to have spoken to me so many times? M: You’ll can add anonymous users to your chat friends and it basically tells you when they’re up for a chat. C: You added me as a friend? M: I find our conversations about our stresses riveting. He finds our conversations about struggling for succession riveting? That’s a weird way to look at things. If I told him I was dying, he’d see things differently. There would be no succession for me, or the potential of an us if he knew. Although I don’t think there is an us anyway. He probably lives in another country or an entirely separate universe where I don’t fit in.

Her wrinkled yet beautiful hands commenced massaging me on my back. I decided to enjoy the dream as much as I could, thus, I hugged her back, a little too tightly. I was afraid to let her slip away from my grasp. My mom was my best friend and when she left the world, the only hope to survive was Ethan, one about whom I didn’t even wanted to think about and make the cause of ruining the dream, which was a little too real.

"Why send that message?" "Because you've become a symbol," Webb said, pulling out a tablet and swiping through images. They were screenshots from social media, news articles, forums. All of them about me. About us. "The Ghost Who Freed the World" "Hacker Bride Destroys Global Crime Syndicate" "Modern-Day Robin Hood Exposes Trillion-Dollar Corruption"

"And God forbid I work at my sister's store. Do you know she gives me the expired kimbap and says I'd survive it? Pure evil, I tell you." Her smile swallows her beady eyes as always, causing me to chuckle. She knew she had me. Basically, Harper did social media. Well, aside from working at a joint cosmetics store and boutique, her life centered around deafening I*******m notifications and Twitter reposts. On the contrary, I only had a F******k account that was now banned for calling out a misogynistic comment. "Just one hour. You tour the place, and we go back home. I have to resume work early today. The grim reaper is coming around."

It was about what had been done and what had been undone and what was being built. I set the paper down. Looked at Mira. “She got it right,” I said. “Mostly,” Mira said. “There are three places where the precision is insufficient. I have noted them.” She pushed a page of her notes across the desk. “The third one is significant. She describes the web as a communication network. It is not. It is a presence network. The distinction matters for how the subsequent development is understood.” I looked at the note. She was right.

She knew the only reason why Director Fiona didn't immediately detain Diego was because one, she couldn't two, she knew Diego wouldn't and couldn't disappear from the surface of the earth and three. Diego was as destabilized as them, even twice as destabilized. Gabriella removed the gown she had worn out and changed into a pair of jaggers and a tan top before she grabbed her laptop and placed it on the bed. Wiggling her fingers, she ran Her fingers on the keyboard and her system seemed to go blank before login details suddenly appeared on the screen. Gabriella pursed her lips as she quickly inputed her login details. A darker screen appeared and DARK WEB was written boldly at the side of the

SELENA'S POV I ran my hand in my hair as the elevator door closed shut in front of me. What was I going to do now? I had no other place I could go to. I didn't have friends because I don't like people. It was times like this that I cursed my introverted life. I had gone to the bank but they refused to give me a loan because I had been getting a lot of those and I have a huge debt on my hands. I sighed loudly as I fought to keep my eyes open. After my meet with the Maranos the previous night; no relation, I had gone to several places with the hope of being hired even if it was for a short period of time so I could pay for the bill by installments.

1 internet criminal in the human world to hack any type of protection and I knew exactly how to protect a website. I currently received a request for creating an online shopping portal with some werewolves stuff included in it. And we have our own social media like Facebook which we call WereTimes, it was created by a group of genius werewolves with more firewalls. It had more facility than Facebook and we wolves love it. I don't have an account in WereTimes, but I maintain the 'New-tech park' official page. We use our page to promote our products.

A chill runs down my spine as I read the words on the screen. The Daily Herald Online Crazed Fable fan admits to being part of Silver Circle cult Talia Durham London – Victoria Webb, the twenty year-old fan arrested on Friday night after she attempted to stab Fable front man Felix Lockhart, has told police that she is a member of the elusive Silver Circle cult.

NORA Nora lays cuddled up in bed with Spence, it's their third month together already yet they act as if they met just few days ago. After four rounds overnight, Nora has decided to stay in bed all day so Spence can give her a treat all through the weekend. Nora's life has transformed in the space of three months from the innocent corporate lady that she is to a sexy nymphomaniac. She finds it hard to concentrate at work anytime Spence is in town because she gets in the mood at the mention of his arrival and wants to get laid immediately. Spence's inconsistency in town has been her saving grace, his absence is the only way she finds her work balance. Nora insists Spence moves to town but he