Glass And Steele Series Novels & Stories

Trevor says as he walks off, acting as though nothing happened. Steve walks around the corner of the foyer just as Trevor leaves. His screen has a noticable crack running along the side of it, causing the happy expression to be disconnected and slightly glitched. Shantal slowly puts her things down and walks over to Steve, standing on her tippy toes, only to see the bottom of his screen. "How on Beta-6 did you crack this? Isn't this glass supposed to be the best? I mean, with your father being the creator of the MAC-enites and all." She says, still studying his screen. Mr. Jameson sighs. "He managed to crack it so much, and the Proton Glass was way too expensive, even for me. So I just start

Alec Steele had poured himself a glass of Glenlivet twenty-one, a bottle he reserved only for celebrations or poetic ironies. He raised the glass slowly, watching the amber liquid catch the refracted glint of the city lights beyond his penthouse. In a matter of minutes, the performance would reach its crescendo. Suite 906 was live. The cameras were rolling. The seduction had gone smoothly, almost too smoothly. Annalise had been every bit the siren he hired her to be.

The glassware looked pretty, but the prices were not since they were from imported brands. Stella looked around and found a pair of glass mugs. She picked them up to take a closer look and noticed they were quite thick. The cups were made from explosion-proof glass. They looked simple yet beautiful with a little color gradient. "Those are quite nice," Marshall walked over and said. "Are you going to get them?" Stella nodded. "Yeah. There's so much to choose from, but these caught my eye." Marshall turned to the seller and said, "Wrap these up for me and ring them up."

IRIS'S P.O.V ... The car stops in front of a company made with pure glass, my eyes goes round, and I stared at the building through the car's window. The skyscraper, gorgeous, but would never be a place for a girl like me, Never!. The car's door opens again and I get out. My wandering eyes yet again goes back to stare at the skyscraper. In front it was written "STEEL'S". Immediately I see that, I feel my heart becoming bitter, as only one person comes to my head, but still I manage to ignore it.

Reese pulled a slim glass vial from his pocket and smeared the reader with a clear gel. “Borrowed this from a friend in Munich,” he said. “Tricks the scanner into thinking it’s just been used.” The light turned green. The door slid open with a hiss. --- Inside was a chamber straight out of Mara’s nightmares. Rows of black server towers hummed in dim blue light. Screens suspended from the ceiling streamed lines of shifting code, the characters warping in ways that made her eyes ache if she stared too long. And at the center, on a pedestal of glass, sat another cube.

Believing my eyes. "I'm very sure Madam." Mae sighed in front of me, tired and panicked as well. "We got a call to hurry down here first thing this morning and when we did several of the trucks were already at the gates. They made me sign delivery of custom glass panels, marble floorings, paint drums, lighting systems, sewing machines, fabric racks...everything you see here madam! They brought them all!" Her voice rang out, echoing, amidst the noise and buzzing of stuff getting moved around, workers everywhere. Busy.

Before going i saw my reflection in the mirror and whispered to myself, “Damn, your girl looks so fine. I’m not about to play with this position.” In about 10 minutes, I arrived at Vans and Sterling Company — and boy, this place was flashy. From the security men dressed in all black uniforms who happily opened the doors for me, to the gleaming polished floors and sky- high walls, I instantly knew I hit the jackpot with this position. “Thank you, Jesus,” I whispered under my breath, fully aware that it was only through Him that I had gotten this spot.

I added. “ Face your work. August,” he replied lazily. “Oh, and listen, the hum. Do you hear that?” I said, ignoring all he said. “ It's called a ventilation system. It's Security features.” He snapped. I exhaled. “They are security features, August. Mr. Hale's preference." “ Oh, my god. Security? in a glass house? Who are the watchers? Isn't this irony too much?" I said. "Him." That was the only response he gave me.

Chapter 267: The Glass Dynasty Isang malupit at gumagapang na katotohanan ang sumasakal sa aking sinapupunan, isang lihim na hindi gawa sa laman at dugo kundi sa isinumpang sintetikong lason ng toreng ito. The empire we built from the ash of the old world was supposed to be our sanctuary, a kingdom of pristine glass and silent marble. But standing before the panoramic window of our new dynasty, I realized that the cage hadn't vanished—it had simply found a way to breed inside me.

STEEL The door slammed shut behind us, and the air between us grew tight. I could hear her breathing hard, fast, broken — and it stoked the flames that'd been burning since I spotted her on his arm tonight. I closed the distance in two strides, every muscle tensed, every thought focused on her. She tried to stand up straight, chin high, but her hands trembled where she held her clutch. "Steel—" she started. I cut her off with a snarl. "Shut up, Sin." Her lips parted in surprise, and shock passed over her face, but she didn't move. She never moved when I talked that way. "You know what it did to me," I growled, my fist slamming into the wall beside her head. She winced but didn't back away. "