Murder Drones Absolute End Novels & Stories

“Shit.” From the tunnels above and below, the swarm descended. Drones—sleek, silver, endless—poured into the underbelly like locusts loosed from hell. Their glassy eyes burned red with Echo’s final command, each rotor shrieking like a wasp’s wings. Needled limbs glistened with venomous current, dripping sparks that hissed as they touched the steel.

"But that's sudden. We just got into a partnership. You're just going to throw it away?" I pulled her fingers off me and stepped away. "It's in its final phase. My partner can handle the rest. I have another project to handle." My stepping away hurt her heart. She stared at me, dazed. Lauren extended her trembling hand, and it hung in midair. Her instincts told her I was not coming back, but she asked, "When are you coming home?" I shook my head and put on a smile. "Never." Sorrow crept onto her face. She stared at me in disbelief. She kept trying to grab me, but I kept moving back, so she stopped. Like an abandoned puppy, she did not have the courage to move forward to someone who had just

“Behind you.” Mae spun and shattered a second drone with violet force. The blast ripped through its core, then jumped to every machine connected to the same signal. Hundreds of drones fell from the sky like dead birds, smashing across streets and rooftops. The paralysis tower flickered. Every frozen body in the city inhaled at once.

I looked into the private room through the door crack, where my Alpha was caressing Desiree's cheek indulgently. My heart stung with pain. With a choked voice, I replied, "It has been three months. The rescue party we sent out all came back with nothing. No matter how much it hurts me, I must accept that he's dead. Not to mention, our pack must have an Alpha." What use was an Alpha who abandoned both his pack and his Luna, even if he was found? After arranging the process for appointing the next Alpha, I hung up and returned to my private room.

“I’ll manage. I have to, besides I’ve been there before it’s not easy but doable.” Silence filled the room as Dave takes time to remember his dear Ava. Adia’s cracked a joke to let go of the intense feelings. Joy once again returned as everyone laughed at the joke. Adia watched them all, her heart full in a way she hadn’t felt before. For a moment, the world felt balanced again—despite the chaos beyond their walls. But somewhere in the city, beneath the surface of celebration and new beginnings, a darker truth was still waiting. Ethan Cross had been murdered. And the person responsible was still out there.

We stepped carefully, stepping over a tripwire whose silver thread glistened like a spider’s, runes flickered faintly and then with a whir echoing through the silence, a black drone hung over the clearing, its red eyes scanning, a Silver Veil weapon turning in its mechanical grip toward us. “Elara, down!” I roared, pushing her behind a pine, wolf in the fore, claws flashing forth, while my body was one huge shield between her and whatever harm approached her. The drone shot and silver darts splintered against the tree—one grazing my shoulder, pain blazing in, blood trickling hot—but I lunged, my knife slashing through its rotor, sparks flying, metal grinding. Two more drones appeared from th

That was bait. Once Ricco unlocked the “grid,” it unlocked him. I knew where he was the second he popped his transmitter. The flood system? That was just theatre. I didn’t need to drown him. I needed him wet, panicked, climbing a ladder with false hope— Only to meet my drone. The drone didn’t kill him. It looked him in the eye. And then broadcast his location. Because death doesn’t humiliate. Exposure does. LORENZO. BLACK CLAW. SOUTH.

There's no but, just let me handle things and do whatever I ask you to do without questions, now let's go" she pulled my wrist and led us in. Our presence were graced by the dust and rough granites. We looked around for any sign of human life but nothing. Makayla brought her phone out to give her a call but it went straight to her voicemail. "This fucking bitch" she muttered in a voice devoid of any emotion. "She deceived us" I remarked with anger laced in my tone. Just as we were about to give Rocco a call a high pitch sound from upstairs drew our attention. "Maja" I recognized the voice to be Martina's. "Martina" I whispered and spun on my heels and what I saw had my heart racing in fear.

Just as she turned it on a voice of a lady was heard who was anchoring the news. “The police confirmed the three murders to be a serial murder but they suspect that the murder was done by someone who held a deep grudge against the three deceased. It is also suspected that the murderer is a doctor because of his unique way of killing the victims. So, the police gave the murderer the code name Dr. Killer. Who is this Dr. Killer and why is he killing these innocent people? And where our world is standing now? The very lesson that should be saving lives is now taking them instead. The general people are panicking over-” she turned off the tv because of the boring news. The only thing interesting

Toward the stairwell that would take them back to Level Three. The first drone appeared. Quad-rotor. Armed with automatic weapons. It locked onto Morrison. He dove behind equipment as it fired. Bullets tore through a laboratory station. Chemical storage tanks ruptured. Smoke filled the corridor. "Move!" Morrison shouted. "Get them up the stairs!" More drones appeared. The team was pinned. Subjects exposed. No cover. Dr. Vance ran back toward Hammond's laboratory. "Where are you going?" Maya shouted. Vance didn't answer. She reached Hammond's control station. Grabbed the doctor. Held her in front of the cameras.