Noescape Book Novels & Stories

I was so over this crap, I just wanted Charlie back in my arms, it was horrible with her being so far away “You are supposed to be my brother, do you not want to help me?” “It’s not that I don’t want to help, I just think we might be falling into a trap” Kayla comes quickly into the office carrying a large book, she looks flustered as she slams the open book down on the table sending bits of dust everywhere and making me cough. Kayla apologises and asks if we have heard about the one to rule them all. I look at Alexander and he looks just as puzzled as me “What do you mean the one to rule them all?”

The girl said. “Same here. I actually thought that this book wasn’t popular but you’re reading it as well. Oh, I’m Kayne by the way, Kayne David.” “I’m Natsumi Koga, it’s nice to meet you!” “Ah yes, you as well. I was actually about to ask if you always come here.” Kayne asked. “Uhuh, I always go to this café every time I go to town, this is actually kind of my spot, haha.”

She could see it now, sitting this close, in the particular stillness Silas usually reserved for reading other people rather than being read himself. "You picked this specifically because it's boring," Zariel said, sitting down beside him. "I picked it because it has four separate sightlines and no security cameras within two hundred meters, which happens to also make it boring." Silas didn't look at her directly, his eyes moving instead across the empty green with the particular restlessness of a man checking exits without appearing to. "Boring is a byproduct of safe. I've learned not to mistake the two, but they do tend to travel together."

I glanced around at the group, most of them staring at their shoes like this was a locker room scolding instead of an actual police station. "Go." "Coach, seriously, thank you for—" "Go home, Brian." They filed out one by one, mumbling apologies, avoiding eye contact, until it was just me and him standing in the middle of an empty lobby that smelled like burnt coffee and bad decisions. "Not you," I said quickly and firmly, before Malakai, not Micah or Michael, could even think about slipping past me toward the door. Yup, I remembered his name but it's too annoying to say.

“No copies leave the room until we know what we’re holding.” Mike added, “I’ll start the baseline checks after lunch.” Kara smiled at me. “And I’ll steal you for food.” That made me smile for real. “Great.” We wrapped the books in cloth and slid them back into the glass case. Lucas left to make calls. Samantha and the healers took notes and slipped out. Mike promised he’d be back. Kara tugged me gently out into the hall. “Breathe,” she said. “It’s a lot, I know. But you’re not alone.”

I quickly wanted to hug the remaining booklet and turn to the bar street. However, before my feet could step, I suddenly felt a burning sensation. From behind, a hand squeezed my throat, piercing my penguin cartoon suit. The person hugged me tightly and pressed me against his hard chest as if to sink me into an endless abyss. "Are you mentally ill? Release me quickly!" I protested. But the person didn't let go. Instead, he hugged me tighter and said, "Hey, penguin, where are you going? You chased them all away. Who will play with me?"

I answered quickly, pressing the phone to my ear. "REA!" Nina's voice exploded through the speaker, shouting so loudly I had to pull the phone a few inches away from my ear. She sounded completely ecstatic, her laughter echoing through the line. "Oh my god, I can't believe it! I just booked my ticket! I am coming to Russia in a few days, and I absolutely cannot wait to see you!”

Meanwhile, Mark was there and couldn’t look straight at Einille. “My apologies, Ma’am. The guide said he’s on the way.” Mike sounded guilty. He apologized over and over, and Einille would breathe out not to lose her composure. Vale was just distracting her from telling stories about the local foods, but she was not interested. Her eyes were on the group of hikers leaving. Einille could hold on anymore, “Where’s the guide? Had I known that this is going to be like this, I wouldn’t choose you. I’ll change to another organizer.” She raised her voice because it had been another hour of waiting.

This was just some petty trick to get his attention. At that moment, the package that he hadn't had time to open slid off the table and landed at his feet. The vivid, blood-red header on the document immediately caught his attention when he looked at it. It read, "Bond Termination Agreement of Cecilia Ross and Alexander Smith." The date of the signature was Noah's birthday. At that moment, Alexander felt as if all the blood in his body had gone cold. He froze in shock, and his heart felt as though it was being gripped and torn by an invisible hand. He finally realized that I was serious!

"But I saved the Source Code. If you take this, you can't go back to London. You have to go to the one place the Algorithm can't follow." ​"Where?" Nora asked. ​The Co-Writer pointed to the very first book on the shelf—a thin, battered volume titled 'Chapter 1: The Aspiring Author.' ​"You have to go back into the Draft," the Co-Writer whispered. "Not as a character... but as the User."