Live Wire Novels & Stories

"I knew she would freak out," Death says from behind me in an I-Told-You-So sort of tone "Freak out? You just pulled me through a flipping mirror!" I scream at him, as I cross my arms tightly over my chest "I don't have short-term memory loss, I know what I did," he says snottily, crossing his arms back at me "Why I outta," I lift my fist taking a step towards him "Alright, violence will do nothing," a woman stops us, she had brown wavy hair cascading down her body to her elbows and a golden flower crown on his head with brown eyes, but boy, she was glowing and so beautiful, definitely a Goddess.

ALL. And there, behind the door with drapes drawn to prevent the incurs of the sun during the day- Just like a vamp will do, a small, portable plasma TV hung to the thinned walls, a stein with red, small cheap wine filled the air and a few inches from the cold dark walls, the soft thud of her heart reminded her that she was living as she lay on her single bed, curled up from the world outside and only peeking to know what was going out there through her TV. Life hadn't been always bad, in fact, it looked like it'd stored up the bad moments like filling up a trash bag only to let all the scum out at once.

Lani compromised as she neared Isabella. "Don't do that, I thought something had happened to you, Estúpido!" Isabella cried as she lightly smacked the back of Lani's head making her chuckle and wrap her arms around the mother of The Wolves. Isabella began pushing Lani subtly toward the club. Some of the members had been worried about Lani's disappearance but others knew that was a 'Lani' thing to do. Lani struggled against Isabella, desperate to look back at the man who saved her from her party. Locking eyes with him, Lani felt a strange sensation run down her spine - electric, pure electricity that set her body into overdrive. Scar nodded his head at the young girl as she walked through the

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However, after that everything happened so fast. Another man beside the sofa slashed the blade he was carrying into Mrs. Maya’s right hand. Nadira gasped and so did the injured person. The red bloody wound looked deep and painful, but Mrs. Maya tried to endure it. The white skin of the woman grew pale. “If you say that again, you will die,” the man with the deep voice sneered. “Besides, I know you're lying. One of my men made the mistake of saying that someone would be tasked with taking the wolvire’s stuff to the hideout. We killed that guy, not knowing that it was you who was actually assigned. Is that right, Maya the Right Hand of INDICENT?"

He only trusted the wire between us. I lay on the diagnostic table, the cold metal biting through my thin silk gown. Jinyan sat beside me, his fingers trembling as he prepared the deep-dive cables. These weren’t the standard wireless links we used for daily communication; these were "Hard-Lines"—the same thick, carbon-fiber leads used in the Adriatic for total neural synchronization.

Lillie flashes a proud smile towards me, darting a wink my way as she praises me on the victory. “Wait,” Hewitt intervenes nervously, “-explosive? We’re having power issues around there. The residents on the neighbouring streets raised nearly a dozen reports about what they thought was some type of electrical surge. Willow didn’t have anything to do with that by any chance, did she?”