Project X Cover Novels & Stories

Patrick held me so tightly as if he wanted to make me become one with him. After a long time, I heard his voice ring in my ear, "You know Towering High Crisis, right? The research project which I have spent a lot of money on probably will be all gone. In the past few years, I have spent tens of billions of dollars on this project. It is about to be completed. And I have spent a lot of money on building up the momentum for it..." Holding me in his arms, Patrick told me everything about his project. About ten minutes later...

“We all realize how much profit it could bring to a company like ours.” His hands fisted. “I cannot imagine someone trying to steal our project after that article. Everyone would know that those methods belonged to us.” I smiled wryly. “Many things can be covered or faked. Especially if someone tried to sell the stolen project on the black market.” Suraj muttered a curse and sucked in a breath. “Let's hope that no one will ever get their hands on this project.” “Yes,” I murmured and smiled tightly. “Let's hope it never happens.”

“How exactly are we supposed to prove this? Aren’t our years of work enough? I’ll tell you for myself, for example, I’ve had years of management in this company, and I’ve been involved in countless projects since J’O Tech opened its doors. Mrs. Wells also participated as a team leader in the big project, and Ms. O’Neil... well, she’s also proven her skills through hard work.” “Yes, that’s right, you certainly have.” Julian puts one hand in his pants pocket and straightens his shoulders, looking even bigger and stronger. “But I’m sure that even you, Roy, have never handled a project like this.” Julian presses another button, and my heart, which had barely calmed down, starts pounding again. M

*This project. What unholy mess is this!* Red screamed, his voice reverberating in Kylie’s head like a loud gong. Normally, Kylie would have berated the Red Stun of Destruction for attempting to destroy her mind with his reckless action, but she could not muster the current strength to do so. For She felt the same way after seeing what Professor Huckleberry had shown her? How was she supposed to react when faced with the sinister plot that was Project X? “How did you come up with something like this Professor?” Kylie asked, her voice trembling strongly.

Mercer suddenly leaned closer to the monitor. “Wait.” Knox immediately straightened. “What is it?” “I’m in.” The words settled quietly into the room. Mercer clicked through several folders rapidly before a new screen appeared filled with archived documents, photographs, medical reports, and sealed project files. PROJECT EVOLUTION INITIATIVE. Knox stared at the title. Mercer opened the first folder carefully. Rows of child profiles appeared across the screen. Photographs. Blood analysis. Genetic compatibility reports. Knox’s expression slowly changed the longer he looked.

I said. "Are you?" another member, a woman named Elena, asked. "Because it looks like you’re spending all your time playing bodyguard for your wife. We’re here for the Project Apex designs. We want to see the blueprints and the financial projections. Now." I narrowed my eyes. Project Apex was the future of the company, and I’d kept the details under a very tight lock. "The designs aren't ready for a full board review. I told you that in the last meeting."

she pondered, speaking more to herself than to me, as she flipped through the file. "Tania, that's not what I needed your help with. I need your assistance with this," I clarified, handing her another file wrapped in a black ribbon, with a blue cover. She opened it and quickly scanned its contents. It contained details about a development project within the Red Pack. While I wasn't particularly skilled in this area, Tania excelled at discussing such matters. I sought her guidance so that we could review the project together, preparing for an upcoming meeting with human officials to discuss our major endeavors on their land.

Xander and Romeo hurriedly lift up their tablets and papers so their drinks won’t spill on them. “Yeah, now they are.” Ah, finally. Xander is glaring at me again. “Why do you have to slam your hands like that?” “Because you two are fighting instead of making the project.” “Not like you’re any help.” Xander scoffs. “Hey,” I point a finger at him. “I thought of the title.” “I told you, that’s not-” Xander pauses when Romeo starts to laugh and claps his hands loud enough to catch our attention.

Jem’s POV My hand moved on its own, slowly, almost unwillingly, as I finally grabbed the flyer from my chest. It wasn’t a small paper. It was a large printed sheet—like a promotional flyer or official project document, the kind used for medical campaigns or research announcements. The title at the top immediately caught my eye: It read; SPONSORSHIP PROJECT: NEUROVEX THERAPY DEVELOPMENT PROGRAM My breath caught at once. And my eyes scanned the page faster now, dragging over the words even though part of me already regretted reading them.

I hurriedly put on a brown sweater — there’s no way in all of the entire freaking solar system and beyond am I wearing white to that prison ever again — a pair of black jeans and brown ugg boots. I grabbed an apple, kissed my mom on the cheek, and dashed for school. I wanted an early start before the halls got crowded. I sat on the floor in front of my locker — good one Taylor. You are officially insane — and typed up day one of my project. I’ve never done this type of project before so I’m doing something new with it. I’m going to document all I manage to gather in the populazzi in a way that it won’t come back to bite me in the ass. Nova was the perfect cover.