Michelle Hacker Novels & Stories

I feel my heart thundering berserkly in my chest at the memory of her face morphing and twisting in fury, the baby blue turned blood-red eyes, and the sinister expression that told me she was ready to killl in a blink of an eye. "Vampire." Hunter blurts. Again, as if he knows exactly what's running in my head every damn minute, in every fucking second. And he's not even looking at me! How on earth does he do that? "Scarlet Tate is the only hybrid werewolf in the Wintermist Pack. She's the Alpha's daughter, so you better not underestimate her or you'll be dead before graduation." He warns. I look up and stare at his devilishly handsome face, his amber eyes cold and serious.

Alex and Jessica both were warriors and were dedicated to the Pack. Lacie went with black leather pants, a lace black top with a cami underneath and black heels. Lily was sporting a green leather mid-thigh dress with short sleeves and black ankle boots. Monica was all black – black mini skirt with black corset style top and black heels. I chose my signature black skinny jeans, black tank with my black leather jacket and black leather heeled boots.

Chapter 2: A Stalker's Revenge Brixton pov I haven't been able to fucking sleep or do much of anything else since my little bird flew away from our nest. I haven't seen her around either, which isn't like her. But then again, she did find out I betrayed her by stalking her for most of her life, so I'd expect nothing less. I've scoped out her apartment, but she hasn't been back. I didn't want to show my face where she works, but I found out I had no other fucking option. When Harley and I first started dating officially, she was working at one of the most prestigious gentlemen's clubs in Brockton, and that's where she still works today. I fucking hated it—the way she'd flaunt her perfectly sc

I hear her whimper and I feel like I’m going to vomit. When Jax turns around to look me over and make sure I’m not injured from fighting with Nathan, that’s when I see her. It’s Mia. Suddenly, my stills and I see flashes of a man doing things with her and to her that repulse me. I barely turn out of Jax’s hold before I lose everything in my stomach. “Raven! What’s wrong?” “Jax, I don’t… something isn’t right… I need-“ That’s all I can say before I feel myself falling and darkness takes me.

I asked. "You are my Luna and one day you will carry my child," he said. "I want to ensure that you are 100% healthy. Just a few checks that's all. My IT technician could find no medical records for you on Kellington hospital's system and I just must be sure. I can't allow anything to happen to you." "You have a hacker?!" "Of course I do. How else would I know everything about everybody? On your school record, I was impressed by the 100% in your math mid-term but you have a shocking amount of late marks and detentions. You must have been a bad girl."

“You need to see this for yourself.” Whatever it was Charlotte had found, it had to be serious if she was throwing caution to the wind. The disbelief on her friend’s face was enough to have Camille standing from her seat and walking forward on legs that felt like jelly. Her heart was hammering in her chest as she rounded the desk, blue eyes landing on the two screens Charlotte was looking at. On one was a digital version of an obituary that had been posted in a newspaper in Greenwood. The obituary was for a Tina Ludlow who had died under mysterious circumstances aged just forty-one. But it was the second screen that had Camille’s blood running cold. On the screen was a news site article from

There was nothing wrong with him. This group chat was her hacker group. Ivanka, Bryan Bingley, and Fabian Murray were the three best hackers in the country. The name of their hacker group was simple: Three Musketeers. Bryan was the boss. Fabian was the lieutenant, and Ivanka was the youngest among them. Ever since she married Michael, she had told the two of them that she might not be able to work with them again. The two men expressed their support and understanding toward her decision. After all, she had gotten married.

On the contrary, she was willful, spoiled, and never satisfied with anything. But who said elite hackers had to be bald, beer-bellied roughnecks or tough-as-nails women? Someone like Beverly fit the role perfectly, and so would someone like Anna. Thinking back on how she'd criticized Beverly for never being content with what she had, Anna felt somewhat embarrassed, even amused. Beverly was Cipher, and that alone meant she deserved the best of men. There was a legend on the dark web about a hacker who once manipulated a missile's process to delay its launch by three seconds, and many believed it must have been Cipher.

If she had told Lake about it when he came to the office the first time, he would have found a way to curb the situation. She even felt more foolish when Michelle spoke up. “No need for that. I can do it myself.” Michelle learned hacking when they were together in Los Angeles but never put it into good use as so many things occupied her time. Hearing Michelle’s voice, Ezrah left his office, grabbing the opportunity to be there, even if all Michelle would do was hate him. “Can you also delete it from phones?” Lake asked, and Michelle froze. “That would take time.” “So two hackers working on this case should not be bad, right?” Lake asked, and Michelle agreed. Due to the sensitive nature of th

Krish said, "Mommy, did he apologize to you personally?" I thought about it, didn't say another word about it, took the two children's hands and said softly, "It's okay, Krish. I'll take care of it. Don't worry." Krish nodded, relieved, and said, "Okay. Mommy, you have to be careful. Don't trust Mr. Lancaster." On the way back, Krish was talking to Valeria and thinking to himself. As I drove, I thought. Micah's hacking skills were no less than Krish's, and he was a top hacker. But why was Micah's name not on the list of top offshore hackers?