Hacking The Hacker Lucius Novels & Stories

"Were you saying something? Sorry, I wasn't listening." I locked my phone screen, having just finished booking my flight. "Let me see that!" Before I could react, Lucius snatched the phone from my hand, his expression tight with displeasure. "What's the passcode?" he demanded. "My birthday." It was a simple six-digit code, yet he kept typing combinations until the phone locked him out, completely unable to unlock it. Of course, he couldn't. He had never bothered to remember my birthday. When we got home, Lucius helped Lucy into the master bedroom because she was carsick and nauseated.

who had perished a few months before. “He was a right ass to me at the Boudoir,” said Loretta. She threw a snowball at his name. “I wonder if there’s anyone else we hate here,” I said. I meant it as a joke, but Loretta went, “Ooo,” and searched the grave markers. “Ah! That one. Wilbur Wellingsworth. Incubus. Dark Watcher murdered him last summer. I heard he tried to molest his own son, who wasn’t even immortal yet.” She tossed another snowball.

“So, you heard the conversation with him?” “We weren't listening then; we put it on mute because you should have been in math class.” “Why do people insist on yelling at me about class?” “You should have been in class,” Derrick said “But look at what I have done.” I looked around the van. They looked at me. “We know that he's here. We got a hand print on my arm, and that puts us one step closer to catching this guy before he hurts my Mother.” Josh looked at me, “You got lucky.”

Mia continues, “I couldn’t sleep either. There’s a rumor someone broke into Lucien’s office… and he knows.” My stomach twists into knots as their eyes bore into me. “Did he catch you?” Kiera lowers her voice, glancing around like we’re being watched. Both of my friends look at me expectantly, hoping I’ll spill everything. But after thinking it through last night, I can’t risk them ruining my plans. I need Professor Lucien’s help—even if it means swallowing my pride and crossing lines I hate. if he’s even willing to let me off for stealing the answer booklet. It’s just giving a slightly older man a blowjob. If it means keeping my future intact… I can do this. Just once. It’s disgusting, but b

Third Person Point of View: “You're crazy, Lucille. I didn't know that your plan included going crazy; why you hurt yourself? ” Ales asked Lucille at length. Maybe she wondered about her friend but she couldn't do anything because that's what Lucille wanted. “Just do it, Ales. Trust me. ” Alessandra sighed and pulled out the knife she was carrying, she grabbed Lucille's right hand and immediately wounded, secretly hurting Lucille but restrained herself from shouting because she didn't want Judiel and his family to hear her scream.

My voice dropped cold, ‎ ‎ ‎"Victoria?" Lucas muttered, his eyes following me with skepticism. ‎ ‎I stepped up behind him. Before Lucas could turn, I drove the tip straight into the left side of his neck with one swift strike." ‎ ‎ ‎"No!" Eugene's voice tore through the night as Lucas grabbed the spot. and slowly dropped to his knees. ‎ ‎ ‎"Now you have a bigger problem Eugene." I spat. ‎

"Lock it down! All of it! Seal every exit, hangar, and service tunnel. Operative Lucan Vale is rogue. He is armed, enhanced, and actively hostile. He is to be captured or, if necessary, neutralized on sight!" The guards snapped to attention. "Yes, Master Kairos!" They spun and bolted from the room, their comms already crackling with the new, facility-wide manhunt. The door hissed shut, leaving Kairos and Nina alone in the sudden, ringing silence. The performance dropped. Kairos turned back to his desk, his expression now cold, calculating, and utterly devoid of emotion. He looked at Nina. "Lucan knows. He has the drive that Remus made on me.”

“I thought you’d appreciate a little symmetry.” I slid the flash drive onto the table. “This contains proof of embezzlement, blackmail, and conspiracy to commit fraud. Including recorded confessions.” “Fabricated,” Lazarus spat. “You think anyone’s going to believe—” “Miko,” I said, cutting him off. “Come in.” The girl stepped into the room like a ghost with teeth, confidence radiating from every pore. “I’m the hacker you hired,” she said sweetly. “Oops.” Lazarus surged to his feet. “This is illegal—”

And yet, here she was—Lila, the ghost of their past, the hacker who had tormented them, the enemy they had chased relentlessly. “You…” Lucas started, his voice hoarse. “You’re Lawrence?” Lila nodded, her face unreadable, but the tension in her shoulders betrayed her unease. “Yes.” Jake exhaled slowly, forcing himself to focus. “So, everything—the break-ins, the leaks, the near-death encounters—you orchestrated all of it?” “Yes,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. Lucas clenched his fists, the urge to lash out evident in his rigid posture. “You were toying with us. With him.” His voice was dangerously low. “With me.”

Connor nodded and stretched out his hand for a handshake which Hardulph accepted with a smile. Hardulph swung into action, he and his guards who were also good in tracking down anyone or anything at all began to search for traces that might lead them to Luc. Connor and Jack made sure to provide them with all materials they would need for the mission, ranging from Luc's clothes and shoes. Hardulphs best hacker hacked into the cameras around the estate and on the road, with that, they were able to detect Luc's car. They also found out where his penthouse was located through the car he parked in the garage.