Spike Chronicles Novels & Stories

He was down on both knees at the base of the terminal console, his bare hands frantically tearing away the rusted copper shielding to expose the thick, silver cables that slaved the server bank to the city's main distribution line. The green data-ports along his jaw were completely dead, but his fingers, slick with black conductive grease, worked with a manic, scrapper instinct. "It’s a kinetic trigger mechanism! The moment your shadow frequency breaches the outer lead seal, the explosive bolts on the vacuum chamber will detonate. It won't just destroy the backup tapes—it will create a localized decompression wave that will collapse the entire central support pillar! The Spire will drop stra

Archie looked at the monitor still displaying residual neural rhythm. It hadn’t disappeared. It had stabilised. The doctor stepped closer to the screen. “There’s something else,” everyone turned. “That spike wasn’t just suppression.” Archie’s jaw tightened. “Then what was it?” The doctor zoomed in on the waveform pattern. A second rhythm pulsed faintly beneath the spike. Controlled, Structured and Dormant. “It looks like a secondary sequence attempting to initialise.” Silence. Piper’s voice shook. “Initialise what?”

I adjusted the filter. Narrowed the time frame. Hours passed across the screen in seconds. Data compressing. Simplifying. And then.. It appeared. A spike. Small. Sharp. Gone almost as quickly as it came. I froze. There. I replayed it. Slowed it down. Watched it again. It didn’t belong. The rest of the data was smooth. Controlled. Predictable. But this.. This broke the pattern. “What is it?” Aiden asked.

But. Don't! Don't even ask anything? Adrian said, sitting down. How did you know she went to the wolves cage? Zach asked curiously. I heard her screaming..I don't know how but I heard her screaming. He said. Zach frowned slightly thinking about something. He then licked his lips and smiled. Why? T. B. C

Everyone held their breath, waiting for an answer. I leaned against my chair, watching the chaotic room on the screen, and replied calmly, "Don't panic, Ms. Miller. There's nothing poisonous in that wine. Didn't I tell you? It's a rare, 1945 Romanee-Chanti bottle I got at a recent auction. It's just that…" I paused, letting a hint of amusement creep into my tone. "That wine has been spiked with a super-potent aphrodisiac I got from a vet friend. It's the kind of stuff they use for breeding bulls.

he dropped the bombshell and the two men both held surprised looks. “What!” Piero exclaimed, looking like he had seen a ghost. Sweat broke out on Piero's forehead as the surveillance guy broke the news. “What do you mean by that?” Piero asked, already feeling himself heat up. The head of the surveillance unit dropped his laptop on the table and opened it before turning to Piero again. “What I mean is that the cameras stopped working by 10 pm and came up later by 3 am this morning,” he explained, clicking through the laptop.

He was so smart on top of that, it made it really easy to babysit him, Evan had already learnt a few words which he frequently used to convey things like, sippy for water, yes and no, yum for food, etc, otherwise it was just random babbling. Whenever Lucas would be too busy to give him attention, he would put on rhymes for him on the television or on the phone and Evan would obediently watch that, until the older would come and play with him. Evy, as Lucas had started to fondly call him, loved his sketchbook and colours with all his heart and soul, the only time Lucas had ever seen him cry hysterically, was when he had accidently spilled water on the book with his sipper, and all his colourf

************************* "Tomorrow's the big day huh?" "Yeah," Rico smiled. "Woulda been today but, I let everyone go home for the holidays. Once we wrap up shooting tomorrow, the first episode of The Spark goes live," he grinned, clicking his glass with Jessi's. "It's gonna be a bang." Jessi took a sip and relaxed, dropping her glass on the stool between them. She'd replaced Sofia and Ryan on the recliner and they'd been speaking since then. "Hey, Rico didn't know you guys were here."

It trembled, found the salt taste, turned. Gabe didn’t think. He yanked the dish rack off the counter and slammed it down upside down over the drain. The spike hit the wire and flattened, spreading like a slug on chicken wire and trying to slip through. The metal began to corrode where it touched—blackening, pitting. Susan tossed the rest of the pellets onto the wire. They smoked, stinking like wet matches. The spike shrieked—no sound, exactly, but the pipes vibrated with a pitch that made everyone’s molars ache.

Moreover, the cheese sprinkles and low-sugar and low-fat chocochips, which were Giselle's favorite, were very tempting to enjoy with refreshing orange juice. Occasionally, their conversation is interrupted by Sula and Giselle arguing. Especially when it comes to the schedule that they will be doing in the near future. It turned out that Giselle and Sula's schedules were almost the same, just different locations at the same destination. they agreed to leave together but there were arguments that occurred.