Scp-182 Novels & Stories

The system was designed to detect ghosts — students who’d vanished but weren’t supposed to. Her name flashed again. SOPHIA MAKINDE — STATUS: ALIVE A male voice in the dark swore under his breath. He clicked the command prompt. Initiate: Containment Protocol Code: “CRIMSON WAKE” Behind the hum of servers, a second monitor showed another girl’s profile now tagged: HELENA JAMES — POTENTIAL INFECTED The machine made no sound. But someone watching was already picking up the phone. Back in Madrid — Sophia’s Small Apartment

" I nearly vomit. Sierra? Sierra and Cassian—? No. That's not possible. But the next file opens before I can breathe. A photo. Emilia, holding a child. In the corner—Larsson, arm around her, eyes cold as death. Title: "Project Greyborn, Phase I: Subject Sierra L." The room spins. My stomach twists. A notification pops up on the laptop. Live Feed Enabled: Safe House Camera 2. I click. The screen opens—the hallway just outside the surgical room. A nurse passes by, then Malik. Then a— A figure in a black hood. I lean forward to get a closer look. The camera glitches— Then the feed goes blank. "No, no, no—" I sprint towards the hallway.

“Delivered via skin contact. One drop and your nervous system shuts down in under two minutes.” Sophia’s face went pale. “How did it get here?” Selene looked at her with a quiet fury. “Someone just walked through our walls. Through our security. This wasn’t a warning. It was an execution.” Morano Compound – Underground Vault Alex stood in front of the biometric vault where only two people had access—himself and Dominic. Inside, the original blood contract with Diego had once been stored. Now, it was empty. In its place was a single playing card.

Classification: High-Value Asset. The words blurred. I scrolled further, number Objective: Monitor, manipulate, and secure emotional compliance through targeted psychological conditioning. Phase I was successful. Phase II in progress. Handler assigned: D. Kade. Secondary Operator: D. Blackwell. My stomach dropped. D. Blackwell. Damien. I couldn’t breathe. I reread it, over and over, each time hoping the letters would rearrange themselves into something else. Something less monstrous. But they didn’t. Damien wasn’t just part of it.

he asked causing me to be the one with furrowed eyebrows. "I never heard the phone go off" I explained causing him to sigh. "Her screams and sobs were" I said pausing before taking a deep breath "they were deafening" I said finally finding a word to explain it as multiple figures showed up in the doorway. I turn the camera around causing Lucian to move closer to the screen. "Keep me on the phone, I wanna be a part of this" he whispered and then I realized that the four figures climbing up the latter were the vampires and the warlock.

said the General to himself. Soon the General summoned Sergeant Ah Cun "Sergeant Ah Cun, come here" said the General summoning Sergeant Ah Cun "Ready what's up General ?" Said Sergeant Ah Cun who immediately walked to the General. "Introduce him is Android 18, a human-created robot that is very useful for exploring any extreme place and he has also passed the trial, Correct Android 18, this is Sgt. Ah Cun, my trusted person here," said the General.

"I don't know you and you don't know me, but I hope that you can help me. It's not about me but the man who has been imprisoned in Madrigal mansion for twenty-eight years already. I don't know if I will succeed in rescuing him because I'm sure the criminal who hid him there will surely hunt me for the failure I made in the job he has given me. Here are the front door entrance combinations: *0926# and *6104#. The study where he has hidden him is *6104#. There's a table inside the study, and inside the right drawer is the button to open the secret passage to the underground, where the man is. The light switch is also in the drawer. It will move on the right so you have to stand a little far af

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

I catch sight of Zane barking orders into a tablet, Lucien pouring over files with a grim expression, and Draven standing like a sentinel by the entrance to the server room. Where is Ifu? I reach my office and settle in, trying to focus on my work, but the air suddenly vibrates. Ding. The elevator doors slide open, and the silence is shattered. Detective Rowan Black steps out, flanked by a squad of armed tactical officers—none of them human. They are silver-clad, their weapons loaded with cold-iron cartridges. “Federal Bureau of Paranormal Investigation,” Black announces, his voice ringing through the office. “We have an order for the immediate seizure of all assets, digital and physical, pe

Scarlett clicked open the full file. The terminal whirred softly. A new document appeared. Transfer Notes Confidential Her eyes scanned the text. Subject Seven demonstrates exceptional early cognitive response and adaptive emotional resilience. The maternal guardian insists transfer is necessary for long-term protection. Protection. Her breath caught. Protection from what? Dominic leaned closer. "There's another page." Scarlett opened it. A recorded voice file blinked on the screen. Her heart slammed against her ribs. The date was fifteen years old. Her trembling finger pressed play.