روايات وقصص ضمن Scp 301

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🔞 #CHAPTER_3 🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓 🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓 🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓 🍓🍓🍓 🍓🍓 🍓 #OMNISCIENT_POV

He let go of my hand as ordered by his boss but stood beside me. “Well Anderson, this is how it’s going to be. I know I can’t take a family member but you leave me no choice. You have 30days to bring back what you stole from me, and if the 30days are complete don’t blame me for whatever happens to your daughter.” He turned around about to make his way to exit. He nods again to his man which stood in front of me. He lifted me up the ground on his shoulders and carried me with them. I struggled again but it was all in vain.

He came out and quickly walked towards the stair, he ran as fast as he could down the stairs. He went past the third floor, the second floor, and the first floor, he was on the last floor not knowing what waiting for him. He got to the third floor and was shocked at what he saw. "What the hell?", he said on seeing the damage that was done, he quickly walked towards the back door and there he found his foes. He was dumbstruck and stood still, "hand over her to us and go Scott free", they said to him. 003, stood thinking about what to do, 001 had warned them already not to harm anyone except the bad guys. But right now, he was in a disadvantageous situation, "don't you dare", he heard fr

“Lucas… what if she’s right?” He pulled her close, his voice low and fierce. “Then we’ll rewrite the truth ourselves.” _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Outside, thunder rolled across the hills, and miles away, deep inside the sealed Salvador Foundation, Amara Holt stood before the reactivated console. The red lights blinked in sequence as she entered a final command: PROJECT MIRROR: PHASE III- INITIATION SEQUENCE ENABLED.

THIRD PERSON POV Kyla sat cross-legged on her worktable, a focused calm settled over her features as her fingers moved with delicate precision, unscrewing the tiny shell of the GSM bug she had found earlier. One by one, she separated its components, the mic, transmitter, battery, each piece treated with care as though it were a patient on her operating table. The room was quiet, apart from the voice playing softly through her earpiece. Scar’s recorded instructions. She had listened to them over five times now, and still, she hit play again.

he whispers, trying to swat my hand away. Suddenly, the blue light of the system flashes a blinding, violent crimson, a fresh message popping up directly across my field of vision with a low, digital chime: [BOND INITIALIZED. SYNC AT 10%.] [SYSTEM RESTRICTION ACTIVATED: HOST AND ALLY CANNOT EXCEED A 30-METER RADIUS UNTIL SYNC REACHES 100%.] [PENALTY FOR VIOLATION: IMMEDIATE INSTANCE TERMINATION.] I blink, my mind stalling. Instance termination? That means death.

And whispered: > “Let’s see who survives being forgotten.” LOCATION: SAFEHOUSE – TECH ROOM TIME: 7:06 a.m. The screen went black. Then white. Then text poured in across the command line. > TARGET: ALL CODE: 000-VAIRO-PHANTOM PHASE 3 INITIATED DELETING… Solene Vairo Morrow Vairo STATUS: UNSTABLE Solene sat still, eyes locked on the terminal. Lucien stood behind her. Not breathing. Then the first alert hit: > Access denied

An hour later, her Maybach pulled up outside a villa in Southbridge. Claire stepped inside with a dark expression. I opened the listening software I had installed earlier that evening while she was showering, slipped on my earbuds, and immediately heard arguing. "Didn't I tell you? Unless I contact you first, don't ever contact me." I'd never heard such darkness in Claire's voice before. The man sounded hysterical. "Why? I know you're getting married to him today! He's your man. Am I not your man, too?"

’ Scarlet asked as Samantha rolled her eyes at her wolf. ‘It’s not the same. This… we’re… No!’ Samantha replied as she cut off her mind link with Scarlet. Her wolf played around in anguish as she waited for Samantha’s action against their rejected mate. She put her hands up in front of her to stop Zack from advancing toward her. He ignored the clear sign as Zack was taking another step toward Samantha.

Emily announced proudly, peering over William's shoulder, clearly oblivious to his discomfort. "It's Sekhmet?" William asked her. "You're sure? This is very important. Are you sure?" She gave him a puzzled look. With her eyebrows raised, she gave the air another small sniff to double-check her findings. "It's him," she confirmed. "I'd offer you a secret handshake or password if we had one," Sekhmet said lightly as he continued toward them with deliberate slowness; his arms held out to either side of him in a classic pose of surrender. "But since we don't, you'll have to take my word for it. I'm me. Scout's honor. I know you can't smell me, but there's a reason for it."