Novel & Cerita Project X Cover

Meanwhile, McAmor rushed in hastily and panickingly said, “Sister, it’s bad. The Principal of the Institute of Science and Technology called and asked you to take a leave for a month. You’ll have to hand over Project X to someone else…” “What?” McKenzie’s face darkened. Project X was a new system that the institute was researching on. In the market, phones were either Android or IOS. While Android would have occasional crashes, the IOS was not locally made. The institute used five years to research a new system. Once they succeeded, she would be the top in the technological field in the continent. Her name would be passed on for generations, made into a legend. She had gone through a lot to

Not even a woman. It read: Project Creator: Kensington James. And under Status: Alive.

Bookshelves lined the walls, but my attention snapped toward the stack of black file boxes sitting atop the desk, boxes sealed with my father’s personal insignia. My throat tightened. I sliced the seal open with shaking hands. It had lots of documents contained inside: blueprints, correspondences, NDA-stamped reports, photos of warehouses and server rooms. My pulse stopped when I pulled out a folder thicker than the rest. It had a single phrase stamped in bold black ink on it. PROJECT CLOAK My vision blurred. I read it again. PROJECT?

Chris noticed the shocked expressions coming from Francis. “What are you reading there that’s so interesting?” Chris asked. “Here, see for yourself. Look at the project overview, then look at the last page,” said Francis, handing Chris the file behind his back. Chris looked at the cover of the file. [Project Humanity’s Last Resort]. As instructed, he flipped to the last page of records.

Faint red marks peeked out under his collar. Harper's rage? Poof. She floated to him, all soft-voiced concern. "I told you to rest at home. Why'd you come back?" Jeremy sneezed, shrugged. "You stripped to keep me warm last night. I'm good now." Then he noticed me, dialed back the puppy eyes, and gave me a smile. "I'm here for an important experiment. Need Zach's cooperation." My heart tanked. I looked right at Harper, shaking my head, silently begging her—don't.

I'm on a roll here. "Ok," he says, disappointedly. He picks up a folio off his desk, the cover a dark blue color, and extends it to me. "We are embarking on a new project." I take the folio in my hands. "The Carreros' and Sheridans' project. It will be the first of many to come."

The screen behind her comes to life, displaying a visually striking overview of the project. She glanced at the presentation screen and began. "Our upcoming project, codenamed 'Project Nexus' aims to revolutionise our approach to technology solutions." Mr. Kim leaned forward, intrigued. "How exactly are we planning to achieve that?" He asked and all eyes turned to Katherine again. Katherine advanced to the next slide, revealing a timeline that outlined the project's phases.

"So are you." "Victor severely underestimated how irritating I can be." Marcus laughed. Several agents laughed too. Lena looked mildly offended. "I wasn't joking." That made everyone laugh harder. For the first time in what felt like forever, the tension eased. Slightly. Only slightly. Agent Bennett entered carrying a thick black folder. My attention sharpened immediately. Project Phoenix. The name appeared across the cover. The same folder from Victor's photograph. The same project connected to Richard Kane. To Rory's parents.

I pulled the hoodie sleeves slightly upward just enough to inspect my arms. The skin still looked irritated. I sighed in frustration. I pulled the sleeve back down, dropping onto the chair as I reached for my laptop. For a while, I simply stared at the laptop, waiting for it to come on. Then I clicked open a folder I hadn’t touched in months. Project Phoenix. That was what I’d secretly named it. Not because it sounded cool… But because I wanted this business to become my own rebirth. My own beginning. Logo drafts immediately filled the screen.

I muttered, “I’m just... pissed. Saint’s trying to push me off the edge.” She nodded, "But what really happened?" She asked and lifted her gaze to meet mine, tears wobbling in her lashes. She ran her hand over my chest, and fuck, it was soothing as fuck. It calmed the rage in me. And her doe eyes? They did things no one could fucking explain to me. I told her all about Project 210 and what it entailed. I told her all about how Saint razed it to the ground without giving two shits about the hard work and resources I had poured into it. I showed her proof of the monster Saint was.