Scp 343 Novels & Stories

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

She clicked on a video log dated two weeks earlier. Video Log #127: A sterile lab filled the screen. Richard Hart stood beside a glass pod, his reflection warped in the curved surface. Inside floated a girl, Elena's mirror image, eyes closed, chest rising in artificial rhythm. "Phase Three is ahead of schedule," Richard said, adjusting his tie. "Once the consciousness transfer is complete, Subject 34-C will replace Elena. She will be more compliant and more... manageable." A voice off camera, Adrian's father snarled, "And if she resists?"

Scar comforts Lilith, “She will come and beg me herself, and she will pay for all her lies, today.” “Can I have your phone?” Lilith asks, “Mine is out of battery, but I might need to call for help...” “Sure,” Scar doesn’t hesitate for too long, “The password is 1225.” “Thanks!” Lilith smiles at Scar, and flees before their eyes could meet. Hiding in a corner, Lilith takes out her own phone. A new message waiting for her-- [I’m in. I have got eyes on the target.] Lilith types fast as a reply--

… +639********* to Tatiana: I know you're thinking on blocking my number aren't you? …. +639********* to Tatiana: Don't waste your time doing that. I have so many ways to get your new number again. *smirking emoticon* … +639********* to Tatiana: Anyway, you'll safe with the guy's unit. … Whoa! Whoa! What the hell!? Who the hell is this person? He's really creepy and weird. He's making me nervous. He's watching! That's all I can say. And wait, he knows what happened to me, so that means he is the one that Jill and Moli saw. And he knows that I stays in Jill's unit with him. That means only one thing, that he is watching me—no, not just me but us, me, Jill and Moliana.

Scar leaned on a car,her hands trembling,her body was visibly shaking,the audacity,the betrayal hurts but she's gonna strike them back harder. “Scar” Domnic called, walking towards her. She turned, hiding her shaky hands,he smiled warmly, his hands tucked in his lab coat Pocket. “I'll be done with my shift soon, I'll drop you home” Scar straightened her posture, “Don't worry I'm fine,I have a few stops to make,I don't want to bother you” She answered as she walked towards the road,she hailed a cab and got in. Scar closed her eyes as she drifted into a memory.

The room suited Sasha, she thought abstractedly… It suited his maleness, his completeness. A wave of longing swept over her. Unable to stop herself, Veronica turned in towards his body, lifting her hand towards him. Later she wasn’t even sure if she had actually meant to touch him or if the gesture had simply been one of longing, but as he turned his head towards her, Veronica’s fingertips grazed his mouth.

“Anything, Alpha! I will do Anything you say!” “I’ll do whatever you command!” “Your will is ours, Alpha!” “ Okay enough now, just stop your useless plea and pay attention to what I'm going to say.” They nodded fervently, catching on my every word. “I want you to scare Abby… completely terrorize her to the point where she is scared for her life, looking over her shoulder at every turn and jumping over every shadow that crosses her path. I want her to see the threats in every corner… to wake up, screaming from nightmares about what's coming for her."

She paused briefly before adding, “This isn’t the work of Maxwell. He simply doesn’t possess this level of technical capability. This is the organisation he mentioned earlier… The Syndicate.” Mavric stood beside Liora, watching the data scroll across the screen. “What exactly are they looking for?” “They are searching for the coordinates of the fourth laboratory,” Liora whispered, her face turning pale with realisation. “The laboratory whose location even Victoria never knew about. The facility that holds the original blueprints for Project Scorpion.” Amidst the chaos of the cyber-attack, a message window suddenly popped up on Liora’s display. It contained just one single line of text: “The

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