Project X Cover Novels & Stories

He's just looking at her, wide-eyes, being stunned. Good for him. She puts a binder in front of me. "This is the on-hold project Mr. Davis and Mr. Gabriel were working on" "Will it be a good idea if we start a project that has been under dust for years?" Rhys shrugs as I turn the pages. "Of course. It will be. Because this project is just five months old, Mr. Rhys. If you really paid attention to the whole thing", Chrisanna says. I can't hear Rhys for a few seconds again and find him staring at Chrisanna with a blunt look.

It starts playing before you even place it. This is Cole. Here’s my number so you can send the time. No pressure on anything else. I read it twice. The no pressure on anything else does something I don’t have a name for. It’s careful. It’s considered. It’s exactly what someone would say if they understood that the project is the only thing they’ve been given and they’re not going to use it as a door to something more. I save the number. I don’t reply yet. I look back at my case study options and I add a fourth one and then immediately cross it out before I can finish writing it.

His eyes darkened suddenly, his facial expression deepening to a serious frown. Then he leaned on the desk, retrieving another pile of paper from the drawer similar to the one I found on his desk. I raised my brow when he showed me the file, and it contained the title "PROJECT X ALPHA". I narrowed my eyes and took it as he handed it over. One eye on him and the other on the file, I flicked through the pages. It's the same sick experiment as the other, I grimaced. What the hell is this? I stopped when I saw a picture. It was Hunter, the younger version of him laying on a bed, surrounded by people in dirty white coats splattered with blood and dirt.

So he still worked after our last encounter, which made me very tired. Curiosity got the better of me. I couldn't resist the urge to take a peek and see what he had been working on. I sat at the table, forgetting about the tea that I had just made. As I opened the laptop, a rush of guilt washed over me, but my curiosity was greater than my conscience. The screen displayed a document titled "Project Wolf" with numerous tabs open, revealing an intricate web of research and plans. I clicked on a document and began reading about the project. It seemed to be a top-secret initiative involving the genetic engineering of…werewolves?

Gabes answered without giving more details, and Jack just watched them with curiosity. "What is project X anyway?" Jack asked, but no one answered him. "So, come to me if you need help, but I'm sure I'll need your help in the future. People like us should take care of each other!" Gabe added enigmatically before turning off the camera. However, Liana still had many unanswered questions. "Lilih, what is this project? And what does it have to do with you?" Jack asked. "I have no idea what project he is talking about, but you have to promise me Jack, that you will stop asking or even mentioning it to me or anyone else, act like you haven't heard anything." Liana looked into Jack's eyes as she s

They are a couple that never displayed any public affection towards one another in the past, so Douglas and Nico, especially were shocked. Given the fact that Mini just joined the team, she didn't really know the full story of Asher and Julian. " So what's up? The Project has arrived? " Asher finally asked, allowing his voice to drag them all back to reality. Douglas was the first to recover. He quickly cleared his throat before providing the report file. " He is in his lab already. Castro, his name also known as C. Project in project b block. His wife is unreachable at the moment but we will keep on trying. What should we do? "

“As you know, the Goddess Project is funded with Council historical research funds and a MasonCo private client project. From a business aspect, what we have found so far, we consider a success. From a personal aspect, I cannot begin to express my disappointment in what we have found.” Bronx lowers his chin and looks around the room. “Disappointment?” Elder Karthik picks up his folder. “What do you mean?” “When you see the footage, you’ll understand.” I make eye contact with as many Elders that will look at me. I make a mental note that the ones who won’t make eye contact also happen to be on one of Randall’s ledgers.

I sat by the bedside and clasped my fingers to my temples. Just breathe. No one can push you up against a wall at least here. I turned on my laptop to distract myself--anything to keep my mind off that scene. Another email appeared in my inbox. From: Edward Hayes Subject: Project Overview — Confidential My stomach tightened. I clicked it open. Inside was a detailed breakdown—timelines, company vision, expected deliverables, a list of team members… and at the very top: Project Leads: — Mr. Damien Hayes — Ms. Sophia Rivera

“Look at this desk.” I walked over to a metal terminal covered in a thick crust of grime and dead wires. A leather-bound logbook sat open on the rusted surface, its paper yellowed and damp. I carefully flipped through the brittle pages using the tip of my scalpel, stopping when my light caught a formal header stamped across the top of a summary page. “Project Apex,” I read aloud, tracing the black ink. “What is Project Apex?” Amelia asked, leaning closer to read over my forearm.

He glances at the cover: Turning Point Industries—Client Project Proposal. “A new project?” he asks, eyebrow still raised. “Yep,” I say, meeting his eyes. “My father challenged me to take on this client. I plan to prove him wrong — to show him I’m more than just a pretty face in a few movies.” He flips through a few pages, scanning the details, and looks back at me, intrigued. “And you need my help?”