Scp-191 Novels & Stories

I can guarantee you that she is not a spy. "Y-you mean," Hades gulped as he heard Karl's answer, his face turning pale instantly. "The female servant just now was…" "Nicholas Southampton's string puppet. Is that what you want to ask me?" Karl nodded slightly, confirming Hades' guess. "Absolutely correct. Therefore, there is nothing for you to worry about. Once any living being–be it an ordinary human or any kind of supernatural being–has fallen under the magic control of Nicholas's string puppets, they will not be able to return to how they were before.

His grip was firm, steady, and entirely grounding, trying to pull me back from the dark edge of my rising fury. “Kael,” Lucien murmured low in his chest. “Read the log from twenty years ago, Julian,” I said, my silver-ringed eyes fixed on the terminal screen mounted beside the tank. Julian stepped up to the panel, plugging his bypass tool into the ancient interface. The blue screen flickered to life, displaying a handwritten medical log signed by a rogue High Conservatory geneticist named Dr. Aris. “Subject 109 has achieved full cellular stabilization,” Julian read aloud, his rough voice tight. “The Pure Omega strain has successfully bonded with the host marrow. Inquisitor Vane has ordered i

She knitted her brows before easing it up, when she heard a painful low growl, not far away from where she was. 'Male Lead detected from the system scan, 1 meter and 10 centimetres away from Host 019. First Mission triggered: Save the Male Lead from dying Hidden Task: Care for the Male Lead in a 1 month to stabilize his condition. Host 019 would you like to accept the hidden task?' a mechanical voice said the first mission that Xiara needed to have after entering this world.

CHAPTER 49 *WARNING – THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER HAVE SOME VIOLENT AND SENSITIVE CONTENT AND IS NOT SUITABLE FOR SENSITIVE, AND UNDER THE AGE OF 18 YEARS READERS. READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED GABRIEL Alex, Neo, and I split up as we reached the house. We went hunting for our targets whose uniforms we could take. When I caught sight of mine, I moved in silence and only when I stood close behind him did I speak in a whispered voice, “Hello there, your shift ends now, time for you to take a nap” I put my hands around his neck and pressed the pressure points till he was unconscious. I quickly stripped him of his uniform and put it on. I dragged his limp body and placed him out of sight. Our men were

“Run Or become the weapon.” Aurora grabbed Lila. “We’re not running.” She turned to the pods there were lots of them, each of them labeled with a date and a name in her mother’s handwriting, spidery and precise. Subject 001: Failure – 1998 Subject 002: Unstable – 2001 Subject 003: Aurora – 2003

"My threat perception is going haywire. Something is watching us. And it’s not human." Haley, who was currently typing furiously on her pink laptop while walking backward, suddenly stopped. "Uh, guys? I’m picking up biological signatures. Two of them. Massive ones. But... the heat signatures are weird. They’re indistinguishable from the background cold." "That’s because they don't have body heat," Olivia said calmly, not breaking her stride. "They are the Gravekeepers. Chimera Subject 09. A perfect fusion of deep-sea gigantism and lupine aggression."

Names. And at the top one document marked: “Vivienne Protocol // Stage Reassignment – Asset 019” Isolde opened it. Text filled the screen in fragments. SUBJECT 019 – Reassigned to Stage Theta under Harrow directive. Confirmed reconditioning complete. Memory alteration approved. Emotional compliance: unstable. Recommendation: dose restriction. She couldn’t breathe. “They drugged her,” she whispered. “They rewired her.” Dorian stepped closer. His face was pale beneath the glow of the screens. “This isn’t just blackmail material. This is how he maintained control.”

The alarms blared. Red light swept across the lab, painting the glass walls in flashes. Dr. Hattie Quinn's hands shook as she typed into the terminal. “No, no, no, containment was secure.” Her throat felt tight. “It was secure.” A shadow moved beyond the glass in a predatory movement. Then he stepped into view. Subject X-9. He shouldn’t have looked so… human. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with silver veins glowing faintly under his skin. His eyes were wrong though, they were a burning gold and were locked on her as if she were prey.

He pointed at the screen and a single folder had opened and the title was simple. A.D Protocol. Zayne opened it and the screen was filled with surveillance logs, private transcripts, and tagged names. Selene saw her name,kellan’s name and her mother’s initials. Zayne opened the subfolder and the title made her stomach drop. Test Run : Asset 19 – Selene C. Julius entered the room and stared at the screen and said, “Lock everything down,no one enters and no one leaves until we know what this is.” Selene didn’t speak as her eyes remained locked on the screen as each word she read pulled something out of her, piece by piece.

Data, coordinates, intent and a face. I uploaded it to the neural scanner. The man beside Damian wasn’t just muscle. He was a known ghost from black-ops: Kazimir Vukov. Ex-SERAPH. Off-grid for six years. Now he was back—and working for the enemy. Sophia wasn’t being held for leverage. She was being held because she was the only one who could still outmaneuver him and if Damian got bored… he’d test her limits just to see how long it took to break her.