Project X Strain Novels & Stories

"He was killed in the nitrogen blast before he could upload the final packet. But he had a physical backup—a micro-SD card hidden in his tactical glove. I found it when I was scrubbing the SUV." Rage stood up, the rifle clicking as he locked the bolt. "Show me." Marcus handed over a small, battered laptop—one of the few pieces of tech they had brought. It wasn't connected to anything. Rage scrolled through the files. His face, already hard, turned to stone. "It’s not a location log. It’s a roster." "A roster for what?" Sabizina asked, shifting Luna to her other arm. "The 'Project'," Rage whispered. "It’s a list of every child born with the 'Golden Blood' signature over the last thirty years.

The line connected almost instantly. “Elias,” Julian’s voice was the first sound. It was level, devoid of surprise, carrying the quiet, distant tone of a man who had found his own peace in solitude. “Julian,” Elias replied, her voice strictly professional, filtering out all traces of the past. “The Dawn Project is under attack. The Sovereign State of Xylos has launched a counter-weapon—the Chronos Echo. It’s designed to corrupt the integrity of all global data.”

Elena glanced at her. "Yes." "And that discovery frightened you." A brief silence followed. Then Elena nodded. "Very much." --- She activated another file. The screen displayed a series of medical scans. Human brain activity. Neural patterns. Genetic sequences. Stefan stepped closer. "What am I looking at?" Elena didn't answer immediately. Instead, she looked at William. "You." Everyone froze. William stared at the screen. "What?" Elena enlarged the image. "This was the beginning." "Project HX-1 wasn't created to control people."

Now I commanded armies from every nation, every species, every faction that had once wanted to destroy each other. "Tell them five minutes," I said, rubbing my eyes. When had I slept last? Two days ago? Three? The war room hummed with activity. Screens showed Project Bulwark's progress, building barriers at the Void's edge using materials that theoretically could resist erasure. Other screens displayed Project Beacon, where teams attempted to create lesser reality anchors at strategic points worldwide. Project Exodus mapped evacuation routes. Project Archive preserved everything. Project Resurrection tried to retrieve what we'd already lost.

Something gloomy, something heavy, but never weakness. At last, he dug into his coat. He produced a tiny vial. The pale silver-blue liquid inside glistened in the faint light, almost alive. My stomach turned over. I recognised it right away. The same sparkle I'd noticed on the party night. The medication. The poison. My life had been torn apart by it. My throat became parched. "What on earth is that?" Thorne had a harsh, low voice. "Project Chimaera, Project Apex. The Council's effort to redefine the meaning of bonds

He opened the door for me, and I slid in, pretending my stomach wasn’t twisting itself into knots. The drive started quietly. The city lights blurred past my window, each one flashing like a tiny reminder that I shouldn’t care who Richard came with. But of course, I did. Xàvier finally broke the silence. “So,” he said, glancing at me. “Did Jace tell you about the new project?” I looked at him, surprised. “So you know about it too?” He nodded. “Yeah. I've been tailing him." “Is it true? That it’s bigger than the Sinclair project?”

" Avalynn and Jace walked out of the room, leaving one last, long look at Liam. Jace's phone buzzed as they got to the car. It was a call from work, he saw as he quickly peered at the screen. In response, he listened with a more serious expression. As she watched, Avalynn's composure rapidly evaporated. "What's that?" Jace had a tight face. The Horizon Project is this. There was a significant setback. "What? How?"

Marissa sternly asked, raising both her brows awaiting an answer. Kiara scoffed, signaling with her hand, “Yeah, go on.” “Great,” Marissa nodded, pulling out a laptop, “Like I said earlier, Luca isn’t who you think he is.” Kiara grinned, “We’ve gone over that a couple of times now. Why don’t you just get to the point? “Yes. So, a few months ago, him and I were working on something called Project Seraph. A very serious project, he invested his all into this thing. At first, I wasn’t really sure what the scope of it all was, but then I realized.”

As soon as Damon spoke, Xander nodded in agreement. "That could work, but Charles must have some backup plan. If we can’t strike at his weak spot, getting him to come back for work won’t be so simple." There was a brief silence in the room before they both spoke at once. "The PB Project!" The PB Project was the biggest project of Whitman’s company, and its success or failure would determine the company’s future. If something went wrong with the project, Charles would have no choice but to rush back. With a shared goal, they put their rivalry aside and teamed up to target the project.

“I don’t have any issues either! But I would love to hear more about the failed projects. I smell something fishy.” “Yeah, the projects dropped in a very unusual way. And the way they spread, it looks suspicious to me.” Jeremy Winston concluded for everyone! “I think we have established that we all want to know about the projects. But otherwise, we don’t have any issues. Except for Cox and Windt.” Liliana answered, “Thanks, NUncle!” Jonathan was speechless.