High Rise Invasion Novels & Stories

“The one where we have to infiltrate a ship sounds fun. Are there enemies that we have to kill?” “Yes. The one I like the most is the invasion, but it is quite hard. Especially since it is your first time. The best to start with is the adventure because it’s not as stressful. But from what I saw earlier you are used to playing digital games.” Lazarus presses a series of buttons and the floor starts to rise in different spots. There are ramps and ladders that go up onto the elevations. So that's why the ceiling has to be so high!

she growls. “What’s going on?” Zephyr asks, rushing up to us. “Mother. Shift and help Eliane guard our eggs. I need to handle something.” Zephyr looks from Cal to me. “What’s going on? Is this about the alarm you sent up.” Ajax sighs. “Yes. Hybrids,” he says, unwilling to tell Zephyr which ones. I’m surprised when Cal doesn’t tell her either. “Why did they come in now?” Zephyr asks.

They were ruthless and merciless, wielding power through illegal means as often as legal ones, and they had just manhandled his wife. Would they survive this? Vanessa and Marcus trembled, their bravado gone. The guards herded us into helicopters. Half an hour later, we landed at a sprawling fortress. Thank God, Layla wasn’t dead, just hypothermic. She was sedated after a panic attack. Khalid Al-Farouq’s eyes blazed with venom as he swept them over us. "Who was it?" His voice was ice. "Who threw my wife into the sea?"

“Your adoptive Rhea says she’s being stalked. So, I assigned more security to her. Her previous team of disguised security said she is good, though.” I snort, “She’s just seeking attention, what's next?” “Jefferson Hoard lives around the borders of Frostland. It’s a very hidden location that will require a very strong and well-trained tactical team to break into.” “Frostland?” I ask, the surprise in my voice very loud. “Yes, Alpha.” “You mean to say that Besha Gabret and his brothers are harboring a man who wants to kill me, and I foolishly let Besha into my Pack?”

Drake's mind raced, thoughts of the impending rescue swirling in his head. He turned to Jeff, his voice carrying a hint of uncertainty. "So, what's the plan when we get there?" he asked, seeking clarity amid the mounting tension. Jeff's gaze met Drake's, and he leaned back in his seat, his tone thoughtful as he responded. "We'll approach cautiously, assess the situation, and make a move when the time is right. Our main goal is to get Samuel, Abigail, and the children out safely and stand against themselves." As they neared their destination, the car's headlights pierced through the rain, illuminating the path ahead. The warehouse loomed in the distance, its presence foreboding yet beckoning.

I say, feeling so drained, I walk back to the car and take my seat. I feel like crying for being shamed like that. I just wait for them to continue taking their photos. It’s almost nighttime and wolves will be roaming freely now, I just hope we reach the venue before they all come out. They come back to the car, everyone seems to have forgotten about the incident already. We get to the main gate that leads to the main Alpha's mansion. We are really here, I just cannot believe it. I just wonder why we are the ones catering here. I remember perfectly well that there was a catering crew always ready for Alpha functions, what’s so special about this one?

than one night with them and even then, he never spends the whole night. He is a tap it and gap it kind of guy, I can respect that. I tried to find an address and found an apartment close to his office. I decided that I would go and set up for him there. If I got their early Charlotte might be there alone. I smiled as I drove off towards the apartment. I parked my car a few blocks away. I pulled out my lock picking kit and a ghost key that would let me into any room or any floor on a lift. It cost me a pretty penny, but it had come in handy more times than I could count. I walked over to the building and let myself in. It was a high-class apartment, and he was on the top floor. I used my ca

"The streets are a kill zone. We go high." ​We scrambled up the iron stairs, the metal groaning and shuddering with every step. My heart was a frantic drumbeat against my ribs, competing with the distant, rhythmic thud of a helicopter approaching from the direction of the East River. Silas wasn't just sending a recovery team; he was launching an invasion. ​We reached the roof a flat, gravel-strewn expanse of tar and broken glass. To the north, the Manhattan skyline mocked us with its indifferent glitter. To the south, the maze of Brooklyn’s industrial bones offered our only hope of survival.

Having lived this life once before, how could I not prepare an escape route for myself? Before any of this even began, I already arranged for someone to collect evidence of every one of Cole's illegal operations. Seeing the situation turn against them, Serena snapped, "Destroy those documents immediately, or I'll fire you on the spot!" That only made me laugh harder. "Perfect. That's exactly what I want." At the summit earlier, I already received offers from several top hedge funds–each offering three times my current salary. I pulled a document out of my drawer and tossed it onto Serena's desk.

On her eighteenth birthday, Nyra believes the Moon Goddess has finally blessed her—mating her to her longtime boyfriend, Prince Dante. It feels like destiny. Until the ceremony begins… and Dante rejects the bond in front of everyone. Then he chooses her sister instead. Broken and humiliated, Nyra is thrown away as a “rejected bond” and handed to the Crown’s most feared enforcer. But the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes… and this bond is only the beginning.