Psycho Pass Novelas e Histórias

I wanted to blow some steam and a torture session was needed. "Yeah, one of their dealers. Not high in the hierarchy, Probably with no information on the matter" He warned me and waited patiently for my answer. "The younger the better the message we sent. Prepare him for me." I stood up, adjusting my vest. Running a hand through my hair, I tried to calm my pain. My hands clenched into fists, I felt something pinching me. Her earring was pinching my flesh but I couldn't help but smile at it. No Zayn. Fuck no! You can't... Remember what you were taught. No fucking emotion. She is just another number to your conquers. I threw the earring and it broke to pieces as it slammed on the wall.

“Also, write on your piece of paper your major and the number on your seat, but not your name. This will keep your responses confidential while allowing us to correlate all of the data to make it useful. I’m working on a new study, and you’re the mice in the maze. Also, I hope you enjoy the seat you are in, because it’s your seat for the entire term. To gather good data, I need it to be consistent.” “I guess that makes us psych buddies,” Noah says with a slight grin, nudging my shoulder with his. It’s just a light touch, but the pressure sparks fire straight to my core. Down libido. I own you—you don’t own me. “Just as long as you know we'll never be fuck buddies,” I say. He frowns. DING! Gr

What if this was all a trick? "Miss Hailey, right?" One of the interviewers asked. "Yes" "Please kindly fill in the information and hand over your files, we need to take a look at it" "Sure" Hailey hands over her files to them and fills in the necessary information she was to fill. The interviewers sighed softly after reading her files, they both looked at themselves and did the eye contact thing. "Congratulations, Miss Hailey. You passed the interview" "Oh my goodness!" Hailey was close to crying. As much as she was excited that she got the job, she was also curious as to how she was invited for the interview. There's no way she could have gotten the job amidst the crowds outside waiting.

"Where's the driver?" "He ran for it! A few guys were chasing him but I don't know, boss. That's all I know." My grip tightened on him. "Did you see it happen?" A banner of fear crossed his eyes while he quickly shook his head. "No, sir. I was manning the gate." "So then you let this psychopath into my facility?" I raged with a violent tug on his shirt. "No!" he yelped. "I mean, yes! But he-he was the same driver we've had for weeks. He passed the security checks to get in!"

“If it’s a blessing then it’s not a misfortune and if it’s a misfortune then it’s unavoidable” Apart from the people watching the scene in the temple’s main hall a few others were also watching secretly, the king was watching from his palace through a magic mirror while all five utmost exalted elders were in another room within the temple also watching through a magic mirror, despite the difference in location they all had one thing in common and it was their stunned expression. Sword-saint Predator was feeling amazed at first when eight runes lit up but couldn’t help but feel a bit worried when ten runes lit but then all of a sudden twelve runes lit up and now he didn’t know if he should la

said Daniel looking into Criss' eyes. "Kenzo, stop doing it. I know the pain but please just let your wife and family go." suggested Dissa looked at a man who was pressing a special button on his laptop. The button is a propulsion device on the undead that is controlled by him to choose who is the next target to attack. Kenzo turned his gaze towards Dissa. He snorted in annoyance because he had always listened to Dissa's ramblings "Stop talking! My advice won't affect me in doing my job." added Kenzo, staring intently at Dissa.

The third move was psychological. A broken window on one of Rotti’s cars. A deleted voicemail he never realized was intercepted. A shadow in his rearview mirror that never resolved into a face. Evan wanted him unsettled, wanted the paranoia to rot him from the inside. Every night, Evan returned home to Adrian with clean hands and calm eyes. He cooked dinner. He kissed Adrian’s temple. He pressed a hand to the small of his back and asked about his day as if he weren’t dismantling a man piece by piece when Adrian wasn’t looking.

Aria breathed heavily. Mirabella bit her lip to keep from laughing. “Please put him on the phone. I’ll talk to him.” “Oh, this demon is not touching my phone!” Aria barked. “He’s been standing here gri6 like a creep the whole time.” “Grinning?” Mirabella repeated, shocked. Tobias grinning? Things have really changed for the man. She had only seen a real smile on his face the first day he carried Rena. “He is a psycho Mira," Aria said.

The Final Stand: The Ghost-Chain The Debugger stood at the window of his library, his glowing tattoos pulsing. "The Source is a High-Pass Filter. It only allows consciousnesses that are 'Self-Correcting' to pass. If you try to run for it, they’ll catch you in the drag-net. You have to fight your way through, not with weapons, but with Resonance."

Abruptly, he turned his eyes and stared sinisterly at the few policemen in front. The policemen were intimidated by his gaze and their legs went weak. Maximo's aura was just too strong, they suddenly really wanted to escape. Maximo's gaze landed on the police officer wearing a uniform and asked coldly, "What is the password for you to enter the police system?" "Me?" The policeman was stunned for a moment and then reported, "335678." Maximo withdrew his gaze and sat on the swivel chair. He moved his ten fingers clearly and then pulled out a keyboard to place in front of him. His speed was extremely fast. It was so fast that no one could see what he was doing!