Ms Lifeline Novels & Stories

Then they sent out texts to tell the people when to be where. “You’ll stay at your vehicle, Luna, so you can use your gift,” Liam said. “Let everyone know what’s going on in mind link. Call out where people are, how many, if they’re refugees, patrolmen, or something else. Give us any information you pick up on. We’ll all be open to each other over mind link—one big party line—and no one will shut off their mind link.” “I can do that,” Thea said. “If we have to leave the vehicles to fight, you’ll stay at your vehicle,” Liam said.

"What's this?" "The real numbers," Lina said quietly. "Not the garbage Mick feeds to the press conferences. This is the raw intake from the municipal emergency dispatch system, mirrored before his IT guys could scrub the logs."

Leo whispered. Meilin nodded, her violet eyes flickering. "It’s not just a storage bank, Leo. It’s a Limbic Server. Liling didn't just want to control people; she wanted to archive the 'human noise' so the Mandate could run on a clean slate. My mother... she thinks she’s saving the data of our souls by removing it from our bodies." "If we don't get it back within forty-eight hours," Leo realized, "the neural pathways in the world's population will begin to atrophy. The 'Ego-Dissolution' will become permanent. A planet of seven billion people who don't know who they are."

There was an old phone with a cracked screen, a wrinkled diagnosis report, and a screenshot of the unclaimed 200-dollar transfer inside the bag. "He died with nothing; in fact, he was 5,000 dollars in debt from online loans he took out to pay for treatment. This was all he had." Then, the officers turned and walked away without saying another word. A hush swept through the room, heavy and unyielding. My father's tears vanished as he rose, snatching up the shattered phone and grumbling curses too low for anyone to hear. "Unbelievable. What a problematic kid.He's still causing us trouble even in his death. He couldn't even leave enough money for his burial. I can't believe we're expected to sp

Returning the phone will be an additional one hour to my lifeline. "What do we have?" I eagerly ask them right after putting the phone in my butt pocket. Nonetheless, I have no intention of not telling them about returning the phone because we don't lie to each other. I hate friends who lie to me as well. They know what I can and cannot do as one of the vampire Guardians. They all need me since I played a crucial part in our team. Besides, we have our separate humanitarian missions to do on our own to expedite the increase of our lifelines.

"Luna! The signal is too strong! Julian isn't using the tower antenna; he's routing the transmission through the public cellular grid! Every cell tower in the financial district is broadcasting the overload frequency! We can't jam it without shutting down the entire city's communications!" "Then shut it down!" Laila shouted, her silver skin flaring so brightly that Alpha Montgomery had to look away, shielding her eyes from the celestial glare. "We can't do it from here, Laila," Elias's voice suddenly cut through the static, weak but clear. He had taken the comms headset from Silas at the safehouse. "The main routing switch for the cellular grid is in the basement of this very building, three

I nodded and slid a page of my plan for the telecommunication and internet systems toward her. “What do you think of this?” I sat back. “It would require some road work and minor infrastructure updates, but Theodore said that some of it was already underway.” “Could you really do this to Midnight?” Sofia’s eyes sparkled as she read. “We only have cell service because of the military base in the territory, and only internet there… making it more accessible would be…” She paused, and I smiled. “Great? More convenient for a lot of reasons?” I gestured to all the paper. “Imagine being able to access all this from a computer.”

I drove my car to a friend's auto repair shop for a routine inspection after my father, Nathan Ashley, finally returned it. He'd borrowed it for a month and even stuffed the trunk with boxes of local specialties from his hometown. A few minutes later, my friend slid out from beneath the car, his face drained of color. "Lyla, who did you piss off? Someone cut halfway through your brake line." A chill raced through my body as I pulled out my phone and called my father. "Dad, someone cut my brake line." The sound of poker chips clacking echoed through the phone. He answered without the slightest concern, "Oh. I had Lillian do it. That old junker of yours was falling apart anyway." My voice

He needs to maintain his lifeline as much as possible in order to survive. "Fine." Nicholas withdrawn. "However, here's my counter-proposal to you. Find my brother first before you'll get my answer. In the meantime, stay away from my life. Are we clear?" Nicholas dropped his gaze to his wrist where his barcode mark is, thinking his lifeline might be deducted from his statement. After knowing there has a deduction from his lifeline, Nicholas felt at ease in the corner while waiting for Sophia's response. "Deal!" Sophia stretched out her hands to Nicholas with a broken smile.