Scp Novels & Stories

After Charles and I talked, I immediately opened my F******k. There were some notifications but I ignored them. I just looked for the invitation to our reunion. And true enough there is. I clicked it. I saw that almost everyone will come, the others are maybe but no one chose the not joining choice. I browse who's going. I saw Jester and Rachel's name using Jester's surname. I felt a pain in my heart. Suddenly my heart beat faster. I'm nervous.

’ 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.

It's just some random number. *Hello, sweetie!* It says. Probably some drunk slut who hit the wrong number. As I want to delete this I get another text. *It's me, Monika. Don't dare to ignore me!* She texted. How the hell did she get my switzgerman number? ... (to be continued)

into a standardized, predictable "Information-Asset." "The Sombra wasn't a 'Plague,' Avery," Dr. Vogel said, his eyes fixed on the collapsing telemetry from the Neptune-Relays. "It was a 'Format-Disk.' It was designed to prepare the Earth’s biology for 'Upload.' We didn't 'Defeat' the Sombra; we 'Corrupted' the data-stream with our 'Wilding.' And now, the 'Owner' is coming to 'Reset' the drive."

He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground “Three days from now a metal vein will appear at this spot, weapons forged from it will be capable of killing them.” He added with a smile, he then pointed the finger at Amelia and another drop of god-blood flew from it and landed on her forehead before assimilating into her body and then her soul. Amelia felt a rush of power she has never felt before coursing through her body.

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

His gaze dragged slowly down my body, lingering on where my fingers disappeared inside me, then back up to my wide, mortified eyes. “Sara—I—” My voice came out hoarse and shaky. I started to pull my fingers out, but he took one step into the room, his voice dangerously low. “Don’t you dare stop.”

"Hey, Mom! The AI is glitching again! The 'Meilin' unit is trying to leave the sandbox!" Meilin and Leo froze. The "Source-Node" wasn't a machine. It was a Save-File.

“Lock it down. Isla, with me.” We followed her to a reinforced comms room. The monitors showed six black SUVs surrounding the site. “Scarlett’s dogs,” Freya muttered. “She moves faster than I expected.” I turned to Liam. “We can’t outrun them this time.” He looked at the servers. “Then we don’t. We send the rest of the data.” Freya’s fingers flew across the console. “I’ll open a port to the Ark—deep web bunker. Once the full Origin file’s uploaded, even Scarlett can’t kill it.”

, ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the final seconds before the blackout, Maverick glimpsed a second corrupted file; marked with Elena’s birth-date. Unnamed. Unindexed. And tagged: "Subject 318B"