Glitchtrap Security Breach Novels & Stories

I lost my footing on the slick pavement, hitting the ground hard. “Dammit!” My palms were raw, and blood seeped through the fabric at my knees. The sting was sharp, but the panic in my chest was sharper. I fumbled for my phone and hit Noah’s name. One ring. Two. Five. On the seventh attempt, he finally picked up. “Ivy? What’s happened? I’m still at the Ryder Global labs—we’ve got a massive breach in the firewalls. The whole security pack is working overtime. Did you finish your shift at the medical center?”

The tension inside King Enterprises had not eased even hours after Violetta walked out of the boardroom. Instead, it had thickened. Like a storm that refused to pass. Draven stood in his office, staring at the city through the glass walls while Gerald and Dimitri worked behind him. Multiple monitors glowed across the room, lines of code and security footage flashing as the IT team dug deeper into the breach. “We found something,” Dimitri said quietly. Draven turned. Gerald’s expression had gone pale.

The Hills family had been watching them, gathering information on everything. “I have to tell him about this,” I muttered to myself quickly downloading the file. My heart thumped in my chest as I copied it into my own system. Just as I was about to pull out of the system, an alert popped up on my screen. “It's not my lucky day, is it?” Security Breach Detected. Lockdown Initiated. I cussed under my breath, my fingers immediately flew across the keyboard at an incredible speed, unlocking any trace of my presence. They had activated a tracer and I knew it was going after my system at an incredible speed but I was just faster.

The study doors were violently thrown open as one of the elite Shadow Wolf commanders burst into the room, his tactical weapon drawn, his face slick with sweat. "Boss! We have a severe security breach at the off-site sector!" Lorenzo’s hand instantly locked onto the grip of his pistol. "Report, Commander. What happened?" "The municipal medical facility, sir," the soldier gasped, his breathing ragged. "The perimeter guard detail was systematically neutralized with high-velocity tranquilizers. Someone just successfully infiltrated the secure wing and kidnapped Grace Elmundo." Lorrie’s heart stopped beating entirely, the room tilting violently as her knees threatened to give way under the sheer

The room was dimly lit, rain streaking the windows like tears. The front door opened. Footsteps approached—confident, familiar. But when the study door swung open, it wasn’t only Damien. Marcus Vale stood beside him, tablet in hand, expression professionally blank. “Sir, the updated security report you requested. The potential breach originated from an external IP linked to one of your rivals—Harrington Group. They’re probing deeper.” Damien’s eyes locked on me immediately, darkening at the sight of me in nothing but his shirt. Hunger flared, but he kept his voice controlled. “Leave the report on the desk, Marcus. We’ll review it tomorrow.”

A piercing alarm shattered the silence. Red lights flashed across the underground archive. The calm hum of the servers was replaced by an urgent electronic warning. ACCESS BREACH DETECTED. Every monitor in the room lit up simultaneously. Sister Grace's face drained of color. "No..." She hurried to the main control console, her fingers flying across the keyboard. Damian was beside her in seconds. "What happened?" "The outer security perimeter." She pulled up the surveillance feed. "They've breached it." On one of the screens, several black SUVs rolled to a stop outside the abandoned maintenance building in Ebute Metta.

And I don’t like that. Not one bit. Declan leans slightly against the desk, arms folded, eyes already on the system. “Password?”He asks, but I don’t answer right away, because the answer has been sitting in my head since the moment she told me I knew it. Six months ago, the first shipment disappeared without a trace when our systems got breached, it was the most cleanest and efficiently sneak attack we had ever encountered, the hacker left no traces, no signature just one message to let us know we’ve been hacked!

The goal is to get my sister and Gia out of there safely. Using a stealth helicopter, our arrival went unnoticed by the enemy. I only had ten men with me, but based on the information technology of my group, there are at least ten men inside and twenty scattered outside. They were also heavily armed. Our IT team hacked into their cameras, allowing us to hear and see everything from all angles. The warehouse is old, but the technology inside is new. The IT team locked all the doors, leaving the only way in from the roof. I took three men with me, while the others dealt with the men outside.

The rage simmering in my blood demanded an outlet. Torin, Silas, and Elias stood around the heavy oak table when I entered. The mood was grim. The flickering torches cast long, dark shadows across the maps spread out before them. “Two major security breaches in a single week,” I started, my voice deadly quiet. I paced slowly around the table, glaring at my highest-ranking generals. “First, a Flesh-Thief walks through my front gates. Now, a rogue servant attempts to poison the Luna in a hall filled with elite warriors. Explain this failure to me.”

Truly, completely gone. Sloane let out a long, breathless gasp, sagging back against the server column, her hands trembling violently. "It worked... it's dead, Brett. It's off my phone." Before Brett could answer, a loud, piercing klaxon began blaring overhead, flashing red alarm lights illuminating the vault in rhythmic pulses. ALARM: SECURITY BREACH IN SUB-LEVEL 3. AUTOMATED VAULT LOCKDOWN IN 30 SECONDS. "Move!" Brett roared, grabbing Sloane’s hand and hauling her to her feet in one powerful motion.