My Virtual Escape Novels & Stories

We would not throw away our last ounce of dignity for a sliver of pity disguised as guilt. I rushed into the forest and found the herbs that contained the antidote before feeding them to Noah. Fortunately, the dose was quite small. The medicine worked quickly, and Noah regained his strength. Silas had signed my application to leave the pack, and Alexander signed the agreement terminating our mate bond. There was nothing left to hold us back. I shifted into my wolf and let Noah climb onto my back. Then, I bolted away like a streak of silver lightning and raced out of the Red Falls Pack's territory.

he added with a sneer, "have you changed your mind again? If so, I'll forgive you. Just kneel and wash Shelly's feet." The room erupted into laughter—mocking, roaring, cruel. Back when everything in my world fell apart, Shawn and I had only just started dating each other. Rogues attacked. My father was wounded by a silver dagger—unconscious since then, his organs and limbs ruined beyond repair. My mother, desperate to make Shawn take our side, had poured us both glasses of Charmroot wine. A dangerous herb. It mimicked the mate bond, forcing wolves to feel something that wasn't truly there.

His fated mate was upset, and he needed to make sure she was okay. Bennett has also gone AWOL, and after listening to my father asking Ivan where Helena is, I can only guess they’ve gone off somewhere together. “I think we should cancel practice,” I say. Adela’s expression warns me what she’s going to say before she even opens her mouth. “Now isn’t the best time to be skipping practice, Aerin.” “Because of my dangerous gift.” “Aerin…” “I know, I know. No gift is dangerous. I get it. But I just can’t today.”

"The audit requires a direct connection to the property’s management servers. If we grant them access, we’re opening ourselves up to whatever Peony has provided him." "Then we don't grant them access," Kaelen 'Wraith' Vance said, leaning against a nearby console, his arms crossed over his chest. "We stop them at the gate." "No," Baron Vance replied, a faint, chilling smile touching his lips. "We let them in. But we don't let them see what they think they’re going to see." "Elias, I want you to create a 'Mirror Spires'—a complete, virtual replica of our server environment that looks perfectly legitimate to any external audit. Let them 'audit' the ghost, while the real Resurgence remains in th

My name was Germaine Shaw. I'd just graduated from college, and my plain résumé made my job-seeking journey challenging. I'd lost the only job I'd managed to get after the internship ended because I'd turned down my superior's attempts to harass me sexually. The difficulties faced in my job search got me down. I stayed at home all day, demotivated and depressed. One day, while doom-scrolling, a new game caught my eye. "This is a romance game where you have all the freedom you need. Meet your destined half in the virtual world—set yourself free and release your pent-up desires!"

She takes her time to rest because her feet are sore from harvesting all day. She heaves a deep sigh as she lets her eyes wander around the surroundings. The green mountain ranges and trees are soothing to behold, as well as the sounds of the splashes of water from the still lake every time she throws a stone. The breathtaking scenery brings comfort to her heart. She gasps and stares at the view, seizing every second of it. “This is my escape,” she breathes. “You are mistaken, poor lady. You are caged. And you can never escape.”

To had to get to work, real work. VX2. Blueprint. Now. *** Fabian Williams sat like a stoned man in the meeting room. His production manager was giving a briefing to the rest of the team leads on the takeover of Silverware, one of the most celebrated technological breakthroughs in the decade. With the acquisition of Silverware and Fabian’s own VX2, Virtuex had become a tour de force in the global VR (virtual reality) market. But Fabian’s head simply wasn’t in the meeting, his mind was miles away back home wondering what Amber Banks was doing. He checked his watch, it was only four in the afternoon.

He wanted to do something. But, he didn't know what to do, so Kevin went towards the training site to train. He went towards the virtual reality center inside the training site and put on the Immersive Virtual World Interface on his head. A private organization backed by Quantum AI created this Virtual Interface. So it did not leak the identity of the individuals to anyone. They provided everyone with a virtual ID of their preference if available, so that their real identity stays hidden. They could also change their face and appearance. It connected this server to all the academies across the world, so that anyone could match up with anyone.

She act that she's about to puke on what Bren said. "Oh, burn! You're already busted bro. Just get your own grave maybe, Mel can love you when you already died." Everyone laugh because of what Vin said. "What the fuck, bro?! You just hurt my feelings." "You don't have it, Bren. Stop acting. Its not suit on you." I rolled my eyes and bid my last goodbye. "Visit us again if you'll have free time, my lady." "I will, thank you again. Take care of yourselves. Ciao!" They clap their hands even I reach the elavator I'd still heard it.

My stomach clenches, but right now, that’s the least of my worries. I tap out a message to Jace. Me: What happened last night? When did we leave? Three dots appear. Then disappear. Then nothing. I curse under my breath. Picking up my pace, I finally see my house up ahead. My stomach twists. If I don’t get some kind of answer soon, I’m not sure I’ll be able to shake this feeling—the sense that something is very, very wrong. Then I notice it. A moving van in the driveway, back doors wide open, boxes stacked near the entrance. My stomach drops.