Scp-471 Novels & Stories

Too quiet. They passed by glass rooms–some empty, some filled with lifeless prototypes suspended in fluid tanks. Elena’s stomach twisted. Sophie could’ve ended up here. Rose was still trapped inside this nightmare. Lucian stopped in front of a security door labeled “Subject R-47.” He keyed in another passcode. The door slid open. Inside, Rose sat in a chair, strapped and sedated, her head lolled to one side. Her face–Sophie’s face–was thinner, sharper, but still familiar. A version molded under a cruel hand.

It was built for containment. Keller fired up a terminal. “You accessed your file,” he said. Not a question. Selena nodded, focusing on the data. “And you saw the edits.” “Yes.” He studied her for a while, measuring how much she’d already put together. Then he turned the screen her way. The document wasn’t one she’d seen before. Protocol 7B – Trial Candidate Review Her eyes locked on the identifier. Main Candidate: SH-419 Suddenly, she felt something snap inside—tight and immediate.

For nineteen years, I believed I was just a fragile human adopted by a werewolf pack. I kept my head down, learned to fight, and prayed I could survive three years at Viremont Academy, the brutal training ground for the supernatural elite. But the day I arrived, I broke their world. When I touched the ancient ranking crystal, it didn’t just reject me. It shattered. And the system flashed a single, terrifying word: UNKNOWN. Suddenly, I’m the obsession of the four most dangerous heirs in the academy. Darian, my fiercely possessive childhood werewolf friend who now looks at me with a dark new hunger. Zayden, a ruthless dragon prince whose royal blood instinctively bows to my presen

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

"How is it?" I simply whispered into my earpiece while walking up a flight of stairs. Wearing a black side shoulder bodycon velvet dress, I swiftly walked into the 2nd floor area. "I already put Sophia's sleeping pills on everyone's drink. We have two minutes before it affects the first group of victims," Shiela said on the line. "Okay. I'm about to finish here," I said simply and adjusted my black mask. "Hey, pretty lady, want some drinks?" an American inviting me.