Meta-.online Novels & Stories

"Good, then. I will be coming over with someone who will be choosing the bed." "Kara?" Ben questioned. "Do you people get informed about everything? Like everything?" asked Ava. "Literally, yeah. All thanks to Stuart." "I want to meet this Stuart. What's he like?" "Well, he doesn't talk much. He is the son of Camilo Martinez, the owner of the Manning Daily News company." "So his son delivers his paper. Why?" "Well, he is the only one we don't know much about. You can't write and expose yourself. He only does that to the rest of the people."

There was something magnetic about him when he smiled like that. After a moment, I asked, “Adonis… how did you even manage to erase all those rumours about me online? The ones about me pretending to be Phoenix?” He hesitated, as if deciding how much to reveal. “It’s not that complicated,” he said finally. “Every system has loopholes. You just have to find the right entry point, rewrite the metadata, and redirect the search queries. Once the algorithm flags it as missing content, it vanishes.” I blinked. “That sounds like witchcraft.”

In a mobile age like these days, not even a message, what company would send a real physical paper coupon like this to a home address on purpose. However, at that moment, there was a strange intuition that brushed past her brain strongly. Si-on turned on the power of the desktop computer placed on one side of the living room as if possessed by something. Along with a light mechanical sound of 'Whoosh―', light came into the monitor. And with trembling hands, she grabbed the mouse. She nervously double-clicked the icon of the online game that Mu-hyul often used to log in to whenever he cleared his head while working in the past.

"The connector role operates at the meta-scale. You perceive the relational quality between the components of the work and the gaps between them. That is what makes the introductions possible and the gate letters possible and the missing things visible." Elara looked at her daughter. The silver-grey eyes. The bone stylus. The full weight of what had just been said. "I did not know that," she said. "I did not understand what I was doing at that level." "I know," Mira said. "That is what the ninth section describes — the metabolized knowledge that the practitioner exercises without understanding the mechanism. You have been practicing at the meta-scale for fifteen years without the framework t

This time, not a single person went. [Don’t tell me he’s really settling down for Grace, is he?] The moment Grace’s name appeared in the chat, the group fell silent for a few seconds. Then, the silence turned into jealousy. [No way. Is that woman really so charming?] [Hard to say… She’s the Webb family heiress. She’s not on the same level as us.]

Ren fell out of the chair, coughing. "Did they see it?" Ren gasped. "Did they see the money?" Kara was staring at her laptop, which was running on battery power now. She looked up, her face illuminated by the screen. She was grinning like a maniac. "Ren... look at the forums. Look at the external net." Ren crawled over. The Aegis Online official forum was crashing. But on the dark web mirrors, on the underground social feeds, the screenshots were everywhere. #ServerZero was trending.

Destiny has check mated their life again. ************** Sorry for the late update but I am having a massive writer’s block right now. Please forgive me and enjoy the update. Vote and comment. Stay safe everyone 😊

Jordan and I work at the same financial firm – he’s interning at the finance, administration and accounting division of the company while I am on the junior marketing team – speacliasing in social media management and business analysis. We worked for this big company, we worked for ‘Westons Finance & Corp’. A big money making mega machine responsible for half of the mortgage loans and out payments of he biggest celebrities and billionaires in the world. They also had a division for investment, private equity and business funding – mainly tech start-ups. They made a fortune on interest rates alone and even more money on the poor social media made first time millionaires who decided to invest

I rolled my eyes, threw the note away but carried the flowers off my table and placed them away from any eyes of anyone that enters into my office. I brought out my laptop from my bag and start the day's work as I log in into the company's portal. Being a data analyst in my dad's company, which is a hotel chain, has been a wonderful experience. Though I just started about a year ago and I have been trying to make my way up the food chain.

00 am As the clock struck 12:00 pm, Susan sits on her dressing stool while she opened her laptop, tapping her foot uncontrollably waiting for his call or message notification, minutes turned several hours, and no call nor message come through "Did something happen to him? Or am I cursed? Does he hate me? God! What's happening?" Earlier that day, she had put a call through her friends to prepare them for the special announcement she was about to share, it's starting to look like there won't be any announcement at all. Her laptop beeps, she rushes to open it but sees it was a message from Tade "We are at our spot babe, bring