Gotham Series 4 Novels & Stories

Goodman was adamant that he wasn’t strong enough to endure time travel. “I must return soon,” he said with a saddened voice. “I hate to leave you, but I need to see what is happening. Lance was working on saving your property and your parents. With him like this, I can nay say what awaits. I want to see what progress he made before Marduke took him.” I nodded and sat up straight. Seeing how saturated with tears his shirt was, I apologized profusely. He simply laughed and said that it would help him to feel close to me while absent.

"I am the first successful Phase 4 subject. And I am here to retrieve my original code." Marcus dragged Liora away forcefully, while in the distance, a massive explosion echoed from the direction of London Mavric had begun his assault. END OF CHAPTER 100..

I looked between their faces, four men who had transformed from my tormentors to my protectors, my mates, my partners in whatever came next. "Yes," I whispered, finally giving in to what we all wanted. "I am." The towel hit the floor, and I stopped caring about tomorrow's ceremony, about the Northern Alliance, about anything except the four pairs of hands mapping every inch of my skin with reverent touches. Tomorrow night, I will face my destiny as Seraphina Blackthorne. But tonight, I was simply theirs.

A black blade made from a thunderbolt shattered the red magic circle! However, the black thunderbolt blade did not stop and hit Nathan in the chest, directly tearing his flesh apart! Nathan staggered back and spat out a mouthful of blood. With bloodshot eyes, he said incredulously, “Y- You’ve actually reached the fourth zone.” The fourth zone! Old Cross had been hiding his strength all this while! Old Cross withdrew his hands, his eyes blazing with chills as he said, “That’s right. I just entered the fourth zone two weeks ago.”

Hagrid Wolfe groaned, turning to face me with his one good eye and struggling weakly against the silver chains wrapped around his thick body and neck. “You're going to want to think about your answer Wolfe. We're not in the best of moods-” Michael growled, fisting the bloody hands he had pummeled into the Cove bastard's face so many times tonight. We’d all had our turns at the beast, hammering away at his bravado until only a stout, quivering man remained. “Look, all I know is the big boss has got big plans for you, alright? For Gotham.” He spat, and I twiddled the wrench in my hand as my heart hammered wildly inside me.

A guardian resting beneath the layers of who I had always been. “She fulfilled her purpose,” I said. “Merged to stabilize the mutation. Not to eliminate it.” “And at what cost?” I didn’t respond. Because the answer was unfolding on the screen before us. Zurich was under attack. The feeds came in quickly and violently. Shadows darting faster than any human could move. Unregistered heat signatures. The sound of screaming. Entire Carter satellite labs plunging into darkness. Not from bombs. But from silence. “Phase Four operatives,” Bellion said grimly.

It’s not the first time a friend has betrayed us, but I had thought it had been the last. “Now,” Sabastian answers and I see the shift on his face, the look of determination as he prepares to strike. We all do. We need to make a plan. We can’t go in blind after all. Avery is our lead. We need answers, not him dead. Sabastian starts to call on his shadows, preparing to fade to challenge Avery. At the last second, as he begins to disappear, Ethan grabs hold of his arm and the two of them get consumed by the darkness before disappearing into nothing. “Fuck,” Gabriel mutters under his breath, as I let out a sigh. “Let’s go,” I tell my brother as we head out the door, praying that we make it in t

The label read: PROJECT ZERO: OMEGA. Lucas took a step toward it. Hope, fragile and dangerous, flickered in his chest. The lights didn’t just go out. They turned a bloody, screaming red. “Phase Four was never about controlling a city, Lucas.” Dr. Thorne’s voice filled the room from hidden speakers, smooth and triumphant. “It’s about claiming a species.” The monitors on the walls blazed to life. They showed the National Mall, packed with thousands of people for the public inauguration. But the crowd wasn’t moving. They stood perfectly still, like dolls. And every single one of their eyes glowed with a soft, sickening amber light.

"Once we go down there, there's no clean way back up. Whoever set this trap wants you specifically. If you come, you're walking toward exactly what they asked for." "I know," I say. "I'm still going." He doesn't argue. None of them do. We start down the stairs together, torchlight from the cell shrinking behind us until it's swallowed by the dark, and the deeper we go, the louder the hum in my chest gets, until it isn't just four heartbeats anymore. It's five. I stop dead on the stairs, one hand flying to my chest. "What is it?" Eryx is at my side instantly, hands hovering, not touching. "April, what's wrong?"

This place seems more extensive than on video. "Fuck, this place is a total wreck," Gunnar proclaims. "It's like a hurricane hit here." "Kendall, got on a reading?" I ask her. Her infrared gadget tells us it is beeping if anybody is done here. "I see four live bodies, but they are strapped on the other side of that door straight ahead." "There are more?" Gunnar says softly. We approached forward towards a keycard door. I stepped back, let Gunnar implant a C4 paste on the handle, and pressed the button. As we took a step back a few feet while the bomb beeps, it gave out a soundless explosion and opened the door.