Project X Cover Novels & Stories

Taking a deep breath, Bella began, "Avery, I found something that's been bothering me. It's about the 'Project X' file. What is it exactly, and why is Henry involved?" Avery's expression changed, caught off guard by Bella's discovery. "Bella, 'Project X' is a confidential initiative that we're working on. It's not something that we can share with everyone. Henry wanted to be a part of it to prove himself and make amends for his past mistakes. But, how did you get access to that file? Did you go through my things?"

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.

Accept me. My heart shrank, and my chest turned cold. Raphael’s words got louder in my head. I’ll tell him you’re deceiving him. I’ve always longed for this day. But I couldn’t accept this. Not when I was hiding things from him. After a few seconds of silence, Tommy cleared his throat. “How’s work?” He asked. “I know you won’t tell me about the project but you pulling through?” I managed a nod. “Stressful.” My voice almost broke. “The project might end sooner than expected.”

I pushed open the door to find him and his team already seated, he was as punctual as they said. Gaston stood waiting in the front as I carried the files he needed for the presentation and got the prompter ready. Pleasantries were exchanged in a few seconds, I stood by the left corner of the room watching them. “This is Project L, it was collectively thought of by me and my team, It’s a plan to resolve the issue between the Chinese and Japanese delivery companies while acting as the middle man. We call it the ILC.”

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?”

After bringing them to the workshop, he and Nicole stood at the entrance. "They seem rather confident about this project." Nicole looked down at the project figures, wide-eyed with shock. Her head snapped up as she stuttered, "Th-this…" These were just a portion of the statistics. She could already imagine how spectacular the results of this project would be when it was completed. "What's the matter?" Luke took a look at the figures, and he was equally flabbergasted. He felt the words stuck in his throat. "These figures surpass that of Eos X7… Did Jasper do this?"

The other man said “Yes. I am Jack, Sir Allen. And yes, glad to meet you and hope you are doing well also.” Allen said, “Then I assume that we can talk about the project a little bit?” Jack said, “Yes, I understand some aspects but some questions are still there.” Allen said “Can you kindly repeat the things that I said about the project. It will help me know where we stand right now.” “The project has a specific audience that is students of science and the project is supposed to be a call to action for them to come together and collaborate” “So, what are the contents of the film?

“You put yourself between her and wherever she wanted to lead you. That’s stubbornness masquerading as strategy.” I stood up. “It kept Chloe safe.” His mouth softened. For a second there was nothing between us but shared history….bad decisions and more stubbornness than either of us ever admitted. “You did what you had to do. But now we stop improvising.” He stood and walked to the bookshelves, fingers trailing over spines the way other men fingered guns. He pulled a slim binder with a purple band and set it between us on the table. The label was simple: W PROJECT — FILES. My hand twitched. I’d seen pieces of this before in the lab, but it had been fragmented……diagrams, blurry photos, lab st

He was talking to himself aloud. “Yeah, it is a sack letter. I’m sorry, Mr. Phillips” Mr. Jude was being diplomatic. “You can’t sack me. I’m currently working on Project X” Todd was finding everything hard to believe. He didn’t expect getting sacked. He believed he was giving his best. “Actually, Project X is not something we can be proud of. You are into mass destruction” Mr. Jude must have had that in mind for a long time. Todd knew he hated him and his ideas. But a sack would be too much, he didn’t expect it.