Murder Drones Title Novels & Stories

The mutilated corpses of Taloren’s Chosen littered the ground as the drones dismantled each of them with surgical precision. One of the Drogar screamed in absolute pain as one of the drones dug its hind claws into him while it used its talons to slice him to ribbons. He was literally held down while he was disemboweled alive. The Drogar’s compatriot was on the ground next to him, completely frozen with fear. His hands shook so intensely that he could barely keep his gun trained on the drone. Just as he gathered enough courage to steady his aim, a bullet shot right through the side of his head in a flash.

"The Vances are coming, Grace. And they aren't coming for the baby anymore. They're coming to erase the evidence of the failure. I can get you out. I have a vehicle a mile down the ridge." "Why?" I asked, clutching Florence tighter. "Why help us now?" Silas looked at Ethan—the man who was a copy of the boy he had once protected. "Because even a machine knows when the architect has gone mad. And Eleanor... she isn't in the servers anymore. She’s in Melanie. And Melanie is hungry." Outside, a low hum began to vibrate the stone walls of the lodge. Not the humming of people. The humming of a swarm. A thousand drones, their red eyes blinking in unison, rose from the valley like a cloud of mechani

The list grew, human traffickers, child predators, serial offenders, police officers selling evidence, government officials arranging disappearances, judges accepting bribes. Some deserved prison, others deserved far worse. The problem remained painfully obvious. Knowing wasn't enough, someone had to act. Someone capable, someone intelligent, someone precise, a person who has the license to take life in the surgical room without being questioned. Someone who could distinguish justice from rage. My thoughts kept returning to the same woman. Dr. Karma Kuntz. ... Marcus had underestimated his daughter, everyone had. They saw a surgeon, while I saw discipline, control, precision. The ability to

"Seven of them. One for each sovereign nation. They aren't targeting the Grid, Caspian. They’re targeting the Richard Bloodline." "Declan! Tasha!" Caspian shouted into his comms. "Initiate the Aegis Shield! We have incoming kinetic projectiles!" "The Shield won't work!" I screamed, my mind racing as I visualized the flight paths. "The Aegis is a digital lock. These drones are Mechanical Hammers. They’re designed to break through the hardware, not the code!" The first drone hit the lower levels of the Tower with a bone-shaking thud. The building groaned, the structural stabilizers fighting to compensate for the massive kinetic energy.

The sky turned a bruising, angry purple. "UNAUTHORIZED ANOMALY DETECTED IN SECTOR NINE. AUDIT-Z IS NON-COMPLIANT. REALLOCATION INITIATED." Four drones, larger and more aggressive than the botanical weavers, descended from the canopy. Their "limbs" were tipped with the same ivory needles that had almost uploaded Mia. "Stay behind me!" Xander roared. He didn't reach for a weapon. He reached for the grid.

They are called Flower Skulls. “Flower Skull…,” I muttered thoughtfully. "Leo?" called Frey looking at me who was silent. I immediately shook my head. Everything that comes to my mind is not necessarily true. I went back to talking about the Flower Skull with Frey. The organization operates in secret. They play an important role in society to eradicate the dangers caused by mystical creatures. "So, besides vampires, there are other creatures?" I asked.

When I got to the lounge, Lily was watching a movie on TV, and Billy had returned back to the apartment and was working on installing cameras around the hideout. I tried to avoid any eye contact with Drax while I crossed over to the other side to join Lily on the and probably watch the movie with her. After almost successfully walking past where Drax and Billy were working, I turned around to steal a glance, and that was when the bastard decided to raise his head. Immediately our eyes met, my heart jumped out of its position, and I quickly looked away, avoiding his innocent gaze. "We also need to change the mode of transmission of the drones signal to a mobile network, so we can be able to f

he muffles and another gasps escapes from their mouths followed by low sobs. "No, my... brother...can't be dead" Julia sobs. "Tell us this is some prank and...." "My son isn't dead. He's alright and he'll come walking through that door very soon, you'll see" Kylie's mom cut Kylie mid-sentence. It was too painful to believe her son was dead. "Drake was murdered last night at Anna's apartment and Anna has gone missing and....." Jay's words went hanging as he saw Drake's mom collapsed on the chair. "Mom, mom" Kylie and Julia cries in panic shaking their mom's unconscious body. Jay stood up and picked up her hand.

It was a simple little cottage. Raven was just a simple girl working in a company, living in a small house from her earnings to the town. One day, that would change. One day, she'll move from the wretched Domsville, where every second was a risk. Nobody knows her as RD, except for her crew. Nobody knows anything about the murderer except for the fact that a tattoo of the two letters, RD, was permanently on his or her back. She let the police figure it out with a mistake.

"I told it that Mother is the threat to the system's longevity. Now we wait to see if it believes the lie." The front door groaned as the hinges began to melt, sparks flying into the room like dying stars. Through the smoke, a silhouette stepped in—not a security guard, but a drone, hovering silently, its red optical sensor spinning in the dark. It didn't aim at them. It turned toward the hallway, its weapon systems locking onto the incoming security team. "It works," Pim whispered, her heart hammering against her ribs. "It’s defending the server." "It's not defending us," Chalida noted, backing away as the drone fired a volley of suppressing fire into the hallway. The screams of the guards