Second Option Novels & Stories

CIVILIAN IMPACT DETECTED. Then— a new prompt appeared. COUNTERMEASURES AVAILABLE. Lucian exhaled slowly. “I don’t think I like where this is going.” The options expanded across the screen. Option one: Trace and expose hostile networks publicly. Option two: Disable external command infrastructure temporarily. Option three: Lock hostile sectors out permanently. Rowan pointed immediately. “Third option’s too far.” Cassandra nodded. “Agreed.” Victor’s gaze settled on the second option. “Temporary infrastructure disruption,” he said quietly.

What am I going to do? I sat there for a long time before I stood up from my seat, if there was an option that seemed to be the best, then it was the first one, I won't lose anything in any way. If I want to settle for the second option, that would mean I have to sleep with him and bare him a child, which is a win-win on his part, shooting just a stone to get two heads. And I'll be stuck with him for almost a year, till I conceive a child. That was in no way the best at all.

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"Thank you so much, I appreciate this. I'd call the cleaner now and—" "I wasn't done yet." I knew something else would come up when he said he didn't want money, she thought to herself. "Uhm. Yeah?" "There's a second option for you if you can't do the first one, which you can't." He said and chuckled. She smelt danger and evil from his chuckles, but she didn't want to jump to a conclusion just yet. "Oh, don't fret. This one is much easier. I'm quite sure you can afford it."

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I was practically heaving when the asšhole assistant looked at me uneasily, so I pushed Dash’s emotions away, and dared to ask about option two. “Option two,” he replied as he pulled on his collar. “Is taking 193 and calling it a day. We would mail out a check with the difference, of course.” “So he didn’t consider my offer? I’m willing to pay double to take them both right now. Just give me the time to get my checkbook.” “I’m sorry, Alpha Carter. Those are the rules and the only two options Mr. Lawrence is offering. If you ask me, I think he’s being quite generous.”

he says to Lanna. "Ok, so we search Mayfair, Soho and Covent Garden," I say. "I think Soho is too obvious," Acre said thoughtfully. "Hmmm, so you think we should search Mayfair or Covent garden first?". "Ok boys, I say we head to the hard rock cafe and get some dinner then wander over to Leicester square then over to the Embankment and back to the hotel," Lanna said suspiciously. "Why?" I ask. "Well because we might pick something up"

Without it, I had nothing. "You wouldn’t do that," I said, but there was doubt in my voice. His expression didn’t waver. "You have two days, Raphael. Choose wisely."

Choosing not to rebel would only bind her to a contract, and choosing to rebel so openly would make the system seek out ways to make her vanish. “I can’t die… not now,” Willa muttered. “Option three,” Willa said, and the host’s eyes flickered with mischief. “Are you sure? Once the first two options are swiped away… you can’t get them back.” Willa stared at the words before her. She was no idiot; she knew a hole when she saw one. “Option three,” she repeated, and so the system obliged. [Option Three: Pick three new door changes and rest.]

" The pure white space began to tremble slightly, and two enormous option buttons appeared before me. [Withdraw and Leave] and [Continue the Game]. The blood-red countdown numbers jumped. [9, 8, 7...] Had I really had enough of being poor? My finger hovered over the choice, and I pressed.