High Rise Dystopian Novels & Stories

… Just a few seconds of getting out of Allister’s luxury car and heading towards the hospital’s reception hall, Rosie ambushes me from a corner, a crooked, distasteful smile on her lips. “Well, well, well. You don't waste any time, do you?” She stands with her arms crossed, staring at me like I offended her existence. She looks me up and down with smug disgust. “So that’s how it is, huh? You cling to another rich man right after leaving Alpha Dominic? Must be nice. Men lining up to feed your luxury-deprived, pathetic self while genuine people like me still have to work because my father and Alpha actually expect things from me.”

I thought she's going to reject her because of her facial expression, but she kneel before me. “Take me as your alliance and let's create a Disparate Utopia where people can live up with peace and nature.”

There’d been no flicker of shame, no hesitation—only hunger and triumph. Fuck them, she thought, the phrase an anchor in her chest. The penthouse felt like a mausoleum, cold and echoing, save for the constant, low thrumming of the servers humming behind the walls. It was her fortress—custom-built, powered by off-grid solar arrays, impossible to trace or breach. Outside, the city sprawled in silver and neon, its skyscrapers flexing their muscles against the night, all oblivious to the predator perched above them, measuring their every secret.