Silco X Vander Novels & Stories

Pinamumunuan sila ni Vargo, isang lalaking ang kalahati ng mukha ay gawa sa luma at kinakalawang na cybernetics. ​"Ang Dakilang Xander Black," boses ni Vargo ay tila nanggagaling sa isang sirang radyo. "Dumating ka ba para bawiin ang iyong pag-aari? O para mamatay kasama namin sa butas na ito?"

The teacher asked, with his tone soft and gentle instantly. Xander stood up from his desk and there was a dead silence. His figure was like a wall and there was a strong aura around him that sent shivers around everyone. His body was well-built with heavy muscles that could be seen through the school uniform. I could see the tattoo of a dragon and wolf on his arms. His torso was so huge it made his shirt tighten over his body. Each step he took was enough to send everyone shaking so hard. I looked up at his stony face and my heart skipped a beat. I never knew I could be this afraid, but I was losing control. The man in front of me was so fierce.

The concealment bubble she'd been building since the cathedral was extended around them both, tight and concentrated, and Xander could feel it even from the door — the quiet space of it, the frequency interference she was projecting inward. Silas's eyes were wrong. Not fully black. Not the flat, replaced black of the infected Alphas. Something in between — the dark spreading from the edges inward, his own color fighting it in the center, the two frequencies running against each other in real time. He was still in there. Barely. But in there. Vane was at the far corner, practical and white-knuckled. Sarah had a piece of broken furniture in her hands, which wouldn't help and which Xander under

’ I ask her. ‘I’m not sure, something just feels off,’ she mutters. ‘Like a bad thing?’ I ask. ‘No, just different,’ she responds, still pacing in the back of my mind. It is unusual for her to be this restless. “What’s all the commotion?” I wonder out loud. Chloe and Skyla looked at each other with concern. “Zander Blackwood is back,” Skyla mutters. My body goes stiff, and I quickly mind-link Ollie. ‘Ollie, Blackwood is back, how do you want to handle this?’

Four Years Later. VanderMed Technologies Anniversary Party. “Two years ago, we introduced a system that many believed was too ambitious. Too early. Too risky.” Within the biggest ballroom of Rexam Grand Hotel, Silas Vander stood tall, his light brown hair neatly styled and his fair skin catching the warm lights of the chandeliers. His sharply defined features were calm yet commanding, and there was an unmistakable confidence in the way he carried himself. His hands were steady, posture straight, pride evident in his eyes as he faced the crowd.

There was no help coming. With a shaking hand, Silvio picked up the pen. He scribbled his signature across the deed, effectively handing over the shipping logistics to the Romano empire. "Wise choice," I murmured, "Get out of my sight." Silvio practically tripped over his own feet as he scrambled out of the office, the heavy oak door clicking shut behind him. The second he was gone, Adrian stepped forward. "That went smoothly," he noted, "Gallo and Carbone called. They're demanding to speak with you directly. They’re furious about the sudden lockdown on information regarding your marriage."

“But only one of us remembers what you stood for.” Her eyes shimmered, but no tears fell. “Let Sierra run her circus. Let them cheer for a queen with borrowed jewels. I’ll rebuild - brick by brick, investor by investor.” She turned toward the glowing city skyline outside the glass wall. “You want a war, Sierra?” Her reflection stared back at her, fiercer than ever. “You just got one.” The next morning, just hours before Crest’s Vega product demo, another announcement rocks the company—XanderTech, their major sponsor and security partner, issues a press release:

Vincent quickly broke into the cloud computer system to learn about Anderson Silva. Vincent watched the profile and some videos of Anderson leading a meeting at Horus. "Who are you?" Vincent muttered, then returned to typing on the laptop keyboard. Despite his access code being blocked, Vincent remained calm and focused. Vincent managed to get a complete profile of Anderson Silva. "So he's the former Vice President of Vlopps."

Silco -- well, Johnny Vanderbilt now -- IS the most powerful enemy Sebastian has ever faced. Silco built such a fortress around him and Scar, that none of the usual methods could approach them. Sebastian went to Ava to push them to make a move on Scar, because Silco always seemed to have a good source on what Sebastian was doing, and if Sebastian used his own people to pretend to hurt Scar, Silco wouldn’t fall for it. He needed the danger Scar fell into to be as real as it could be.

“Miss Sinclair, meet Mr Vander Clegane, CEO of VanCe tech Enterprise." I started to wish for the ground to open and have me, to make me disappear or most probably wake up from this nightmare. Vander tilted his head, his unmistakable blue eyes locked on mine as an amused smirk played at the end of his lips. My heartbeat resounded in my ears as he took two big strides towards me, towering me with his dark aura that I felt deep in my bones, arms stretched and eyes still on me. "There you are…… Miss Sinclair” his deep voice growled.