Hyperdimension Vert Novels & Stories

V2" You wouldn't be dead if you just did your job! This is what Version are created to do! Keep the balance in the world!" -----------------------------------------------------------------------

He gave a short nod, eyes darkening just a fraction. “Alright. I’ll be downstairs in the living room if you need anything. Enjoy your evening.” The moment the door clicked shut behind him, Aurora's phone buzzed again. She picked it up, expecting another message from Jordan. Instead, it was the unknown number. New photo. This one showed the same thick cock from a slightly lower angle, the hand stroking slowly from base to tip. The caption read: “Bet this would stretch that pretty pussy just right.” Aurora’s breath caught. Heat crept up her neck. She stared at the image longer than she should have, comparing it in her mind to the previous ones. The shape was consistent — thick, long, with that

I can't fail my mates and my pack. My heart skips a beat and my body hitches when I see Cedric getting tossed against the side of a building. As strong as Cedric is, Vukasin is equally strong, too. With this being a one-on-one fight, I can see the differences in their techniques and I don’t like what I see.

he spits. I squat down to his level. I raise my shirt and there, just above my waistband on my hip, is the Damned Forsaken crest of a raven with a skeletal wing and head sitting atop a skull with a halo leaning against it on one side and a gun on the other. His eyes widen in acknowledgment.

There's no way that could even--- "Just joking." He laughed, yeah, he just did. Now I know where she got her impulsive jokes. But, this is bad. These companies had created something unknown to humans, hypnotism, and mind-erasing, huh. "I have a question. Mr. Everfrost." I spoke up, getting his attention. He just stared at me in response, implying me to continue. "How do you perceive this world?" I eagerly asked. I want to know how he views this Lawless world, after all, he studied philosophy.

"I am un-writing your 'Right to Watch'! I am deleting the 'Audience' from my soul!" She began to tear at the golden geometry of the Eye. She wasn't just killing a god; she was bankrupted a dimension. The floating skyscrapers of the High Dimension began to "De-Render," turning into blocks of un-textured grey stone. The scrolling text on the floor began to erase itself, leaving only a blank, white page. "**[WARNING: TOTAL REVENUE COLLAPSE,]**" the System droned, its voice now thin and tinny, like a dying radio. "**[THE VANCE LEGACY IS... UN-FUNDED.]**"

"No. I messed up. Completely. Until now I've been playing submissive by his rules. But if I want to beat him, I need to change the game entirely." "You sound like a secret agent. And how exactly are you planning to do that?" "He thrives on control. I'm going to make him lose it. Completely." Greta looked at me, half confused, half entertained. "You know I'm on your side, but honestly? Burning him down sounds easier." I laughed. "You're so dramatic." She stayed with me until late evening. We watched horror movies and ate an obscene amount of junk food. We put the subject of Axel aside for the night, and I was grateful. I wouldn't have survived another conversation about him.

I muttered to myself. For those who don't know, VH14 is the result of research conducted by an American doctor named Victor Graham. His aim was to find a cure for a deadly virus that was claiming countless lives. However, during the process of creating the antidote, they accidentally stumbled upon something even more powerful - something that could create an army of humans. With a single shot of VH14, the victim loses all sense of reasoning and becomes entirely submissive to the first person who speaks to them. The person will only recognize the first voice that speaks to them, making them incredibly dangerous in the wrong hands.

As the music built to its dramatic crescendo, signaling the start of the final, synchronized leap, Vermithor sent a sharp, urgent thought directly into my mind. “Little rider. I have a surprise. Do not scream. Play along.” Before I could even process the warning, a deep, unsettling vibration ran through Vermithor’s massive body. He didn’t leap; he bucked. The unexpected, violent lurch sent me soaring off his back. I was airborne, a helpless, flailing figure against the bright sky, adrenaline flooding my system. My breath hitched, a scream dying in my throat as I plummeted toward the rapidly approaching stage floor.

Derora pushed them away and focused on the essence of the veratus, in their numbers they arrived, Soon she had almost a whole legion of veratus, derora had just taken a great risk, she had attempted to cheat the abyss, with darathos absorbing its energy and she returning it back in her benefit, derora had wasted wasted none of her own energy. Centuries spent in the abyss had taught her the inner workings of the dimension, and just enough knowledge to twist its rules to her bidding, just enough not to cause irreversible damage