Mayday Future Vintage Torrent Novels & Stories

And as for the fire that ruined me back then, I was going to uncover the truth myself and slap every single person who slandered me with the evidence. Scrolling through the notes on my phone, I found information about the maid who had disappeared after the fire years ago. The future me had once wanted to clear her own name too, but after marrying Liam, she gradually lost contact with all her old friends. Later, depression consumed her, leaving her without the energy to travel around searching for people or the truth. But I was different. At eighteen, the one thing I had in abundance was energy. I contacted a few friends, and before long we tracked down the maid's whereabouts.

He replied. "A vision?" "Yes, some of us have a gift of sixth sense. They get visions of the future or the past. Did you have such visions before?" "No, never, is it a bad thing?" I want sure what it meant. "Hell no! It's a gift from Luna. Perhaps, she wanted to reward you for your courage and resilience. Not everyone can survive what you endured." His voice was calm and soothing. "Zaiden, can you kiss me? Please." I said it felt the correct thing to do.

He would know what to do. But she wasn’t ready to admit weakness. Not yet. Instead, she powered up her secondary laptop and opened a dark net portal Marco had shown her long ago. A crawler. One that burrowed through underground pages—abandoned servers, corrupt forums, and decaying chatrooms. In the search bar, she typed: Velvet looks good soaked in blood. She pressed enter. The screen flashed, then lit up with dozens of broken links, closed portals… and one active video. Title: “Mother May I?”

The only thing holding her back was the fact that I was her future son-in-law. I scooped her up and placed her on my lap. A wave of pleasure instantly washed over me when I felt her on top of me. Victoria twisted and struggled. “What do you think you’re doing? I’m your future mother-in-law. This is so messed up.” Her body rubbed against mine as she struggled and writhed. That made me feel even more pleasure. I held her down firmly with one hand and slid the other along her neckline.

It is the year 3019. Let me give you a brief summary about how life is in this era. All the fossil fuels of Earth got depleted in the year 2100. Since then the human race has been largely dependant on solar, wind and hydro energies. A recent invention in the year 2700 led to the discovery of the machine 'Electro Master'. It's discovery made possible for the humans to tap the energy available from the thunderstorms. Electro Master basically attracts and stores the energy from the thunder when the monsoons visit the cities of the country and then converts it into the desired power of electrical energy for usage.

I made him repeat my shoe size, then let him leave. I looked at Cole and calmly shook my head. "Don't worry. I won't blame anyone." Grandpa, the chair of Pine Hollow's Council, already knew the send-off ceremony had failed again. He immediately texted me the information about the man selected for the family alliance. The wedding date had already been set, and I had no desire to argue with Cole anymore. Cole stared at me blankly. He was about to speak when Piper hugged his arm. "Cole, there's a traveling circus performing by East Lake. Take me to see it."

--- _DAY 793: 12:00 PM - THE FIRST CLUE_ Zain typed on the keyboard. "Ghost uploaded the files. Metadata is still there." On screen: `Camera: SONY A7R IV` `Location tag: NULL` `Created: 3 months ago` Maya: "3 months? So this was planned." Rohan: "Sir, Victor went to Zurich 3 months ago." Damian slammed his hand on the table. "Connection." Ava opened a folder. "Damian, look." Inside: a list of 400 paintings. Each file had a code: `V-01, V-02...`

My mother makes three million dollars a month overseas, yet my monthly allowance is only ten dollars. When my father confronts her about it, they nearly get a divorce. My brother, Peter Thorne, takes pity on me and secretly gives me some money. However, he is punished for his actions. Hence, every time I get so hungry that my stomach feels like it's digesting itself, sheer resentment wells in me toward my mother. I hate her for being so ruthless and cruel, for giving birth to me yet being unwilling to take care of me. And then, one day, I receive a video call from myself ten years into the future. I eagerly ask, "How is life for me ten years from now? Did I finally cut off all ties with

​Her fingers brushed against a cold, hard piece of metal. ​Maya pulled it out quietly, holding it up to the dim moonlight. It was a heavy, silver encryption drive bearing the custom seal of the Vance family—and stamped on the back in micro-etched lettering was an international access code labeled: ARES_MAYFAIR_009. ​Maya’s breath hitched in her throat. Her blood ran cold.

The man before him was a version of Seth from the future, a version that had seen more pain and suffering than Seth could ever imagine. “Where did you come from?” Seth asked, his voice trembling. “I’ve been here, waiting for you,” the future Seth said, his voice hoarse. “You’re me from the past. I’m the future that awaits you if you don’t stop looking for Tamera.” Seth stood frozen, the words sinking in. His heart skipped a beat as the future Seth turned slowly, showing him the wreckage. It was as if the destruction of the world itself had become his future, the very land they stood on a testament to failure.