Scp 04 Novelas e Histórias

“But you...you have possibilities.” Scy tensed, but Mathin caught his arm and squeezed in warning. Not yet. Scy subsided, but tension radiated from him as he sighted his laser rifle on their brother. Mathin’s hands were occupied with the coil of rope that would give them access to the room below.

I smirked while looking at it. Ha, SSA is really scary. Who'd have guessed they'd have these treasures in here? I believe they are unaware, but I am aware of their existence, and I will do my best to make them mine. I shouldn’t waste this opportunity and I must take them on my side. SSA don’t value them, but I know their worth.

The room was grim, dark, grey and somehow painful to look at. He walks towards the vigil and rip it aside. His heart was beating fast and his hand shiver slightly at what is hidden behind the wall. He pushed his hand towards one of the bricks. The hidden room is now open with again, spider webs blocking the way. Adam push hands to push the webs away and enter the room with a torch in his hand.

His tattoos curled up his neck and under his ear like smoke. Beside him was Felix, leaner, wiry, with a mop of dark hair and scars on his knuckles that told enough stories on their own. Felix was quieter, but he had a gift for slipping through digital and physical security alike. If Reid was the tracker, Felix was the ghost.

Sarah, how do I know which one? She spoke urgently into the microphone. Look for the code SC-47, a blue vial. Got it. Grabbing it now. Relief flooded through me, overwhelming and fleeting, nearly buckling my knees. Harrison, report? Nathaniel asked, voice edged with worry. Static. Harrison? More static, then a guttural grunt of pain. Harrison's voice, strained and rough: Shoulder's hit, but I can still move. They're everywhere. Every exit route we planned is compromised.

“Please let this be real. Please don’t take them away from me.” A warm breeze stirred the air around me, carrying the scent of jasmine and something else, something wild and free and full of promise. It felt like an answer. When I opened my eyes, all four of them were standing at the kitchen window, watching me with identical expressions of love and longing and absolute certainty. Five more days. I could wait five more days.

Her call was soon answered by others—howls echoing through the forest as her pack, the Golden Heart, celebrated her transformation and officially welcomed her into their fold. “HOWWWWWLLLLLLLL!” --- (Keir Allen Walker’s POV) That scent. I froze mid-step during my evening run, my senses suddenly overwhelmed. My breath hitched as my lycan growled low and impatient, straining against my control. The air carried an intoxicating aroma, so alluring and unfamiliar it made my pulse quicken. Vanilla and lavender. The tantalizing combination wrapped itself around me, sparking an ache in my chest and an inexplicable urgency within my beast. My lycan surged forward, compelled by the scent, leaving me st

Sergei makes a move as though to steady me but I wave him off. He shot me a look but didn't say anything. I moved down the hallway towards my study as he trailed after me, mumbling something beneath his breath. On getting to my office, I turn on my desk lamp and slump into my chair. Sergei hovers behind me as I insert the USB into my MacBook. Images flicker on the screen for a brief moment then a message pops up. ‘Error 404.Encryption code required’. “Fuck this shit,” I swore softly under my breath in annoyance.

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 4 "𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑀𝑟 𝑀𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑒....𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼'𝑚 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ~~ 𝑆𝑜𝑝ℎ𝑖𝑎 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑣

“Now, put your hand on my forehead. Feel the true power of your soul.” I hesitated. The energy coming off of her was intense and almost overwhelming. But she was part of me, right? It should be safe. I reached out and placed my palm against her forehead. But the moment my skin made contact with her spectral fur, electricity shot through my entire body. Power flowed into me, through me, around me with such force I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think. Couldn’t even fathom what was happening. And then, like a switch had been flipped, everything went black.