Keyboard Immortal Novels & Stories

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Capri… “How pathetic? She barely answers when I call or respond to my texts. Why the h*** did I expect her to feel bad about anything she’s said. She’s unhinged and does not take accountability.” Ki sensed her mood shifted and said “ if she was a good big sister she would have called. “It’s not like she doesn’t know you’re hurting right now, you’re too good!”

asked Lucas. 'Oh no, far from it, Lucas Colton King. A robot is basically a computer created to mimic human intelligence. I am more of a software integrated with a wide knowledge base and can interact even without having a command.' The woman/ interactive consciousness noticed that the two were still not quite getting what she was saying. 'You can ask me anything,' was what the AI finally resulted into saying. "Oh, so that's how you know our names," added Lucas. 'Of course. Lucas Colton King—son of Lincoln and Kerry King , born April third, year twenty-eleven.'

When he tries to get up, I kick him in the face. I hear someone coming from behind. Spinning around, I block a punch. This one is fast, but I’m strong. I grab his arm, and he grunts. His eyes widen as I twist him around, and he’s defenseless as I throw him into the pool. Water splashes, the ice blue water turning brown, and the man yells. “It burns,” he cries. “It burns!” So I was right to not get into the water. Thank God. The crack of a whip soars through the air, and I duck it. A Silver Hunter with long blonde hair peeking out from her helmet advances on me.

“We can get into a lot of trouble in three minutes.” He kissed me hard, pushing me back into the console again, the system still quietly purging government databases in the background like some genius guardian angel we’d pissed off. He pushed me and my back slammed into the edge of the console. A low groan slipped out of me, my hand shooting out for balance and my fingers smashed straight across the keyboard. Hard. The monitors flickered, all at once. WARNING — UNAUTHORIZED INPUT DETECTED ADMIN LOCKDOWN OVERRIDE ENGAGED My eyes flew open, “Oh, shit, Enrico, wait—”

It wrote, "Get your fortune told here at a 100% accuracy rate!" Kevin just chuckled icily. After that, he keyed in my name. The app took a moment to buffer. A short message popped up immediately. "She's right next to you," it read. Kevin just shook his head with a bitter smile. He was about to close the app when I realized that I could actually control the phone's keyboard. I managed to type out one word with great difficulty under Kevin's bewildered gaze. "Toilet!" Of course, Kevin was quite surprised. He didn't expect to see his phone automatically typing out a message on its own.

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The words felt like they were clawing their way out of me. "Marco Leonardo?" I furrowed my brows. All she did was nod in confirmation. That's was the guy I was planning to kill. I didn't even know what he looked like but I still wanted to kill, funny. I quickly left her room and went to get any computer I could see. One thing about me that most people have no idea about is that I can get what I want by just typing codes in my computer. I had to learn that for easy access of my victims.

She grabs his head, slams it into the ground, then grabs his arms and pins them behind his back. “Give Conner?” asks Kelanar. She is breathing heavily, and her vision is swimming. “I never give to a woman,” Conner retorts. Conner tries to break her hold and after ten seconds, Master John calls it. “Kelanar let him up, you win this one.” Orders Master John. Kelanar goes to get up but before she does she whispers in his ear, “Remember this the next time you think about disrespecting me or my squad again.”

she demanded. “He is not just a vampire.” I choked back a sob. Confusion etched on Sara’s face. “He is a witch too. Salem Kalamai is a hybrid,” I told her, my breath came out hard and harsh in small pants. Salem Kalamai was a seer but what was worse was that he knew I had mate–one I did not want.