Novel & Cerita Starsector Distress Call

"If they start 'Volunteering,' the Syndicate wins without firing a single shot. They’ll turn the whole planet into a farm of 'Hollows.'" "We have to get to the 'Siphon,'" I said, looking up at the Ring of Ghosts. "Halloway, do you still have the 'Signal-Flare' we found in the shelter?" Halloway nodded, her face pale. "Yeah. But that flare is meant for the shuttle. It’s a 'Distress Beacon.' If we fire it, it’ll light up our position like a neon sign for the Moon." "Good," I said. "That’s exactly what I want."

Faith chuckled softly. "Fine. Don't be gloomy. Since you're divorced now, let's celebrate properly." A few days later, I was in the middle of outpatient consultations when I received an emergency call from Rita. Her voice was shaking violently. "Kevin… what should I do? Julian's hands are unsteady. He just severed a blood vessel. I've already mobilized the entire hospital's blood bank, but we still can't locate the bleeding point. You're the best. Please, I'm begging you. Help me just this once. Please!"

Katherine Thomas Chapter 1 There is only one planet that we know of that holds life. It is the Earth. Our home. However, there is a small percentage of the population that never lost their true parentage. They know where they really come from, and it isn’t Earth’s perfection. They are called to watch the stars. They can see the differences that the normal humans can’t see. They instinctively know they came from the heavens. They are the ones who call themselves the Seeds of the Stardust.

Jack awoke to the sound of the phone ringing. He cleared his throat, and answered “Hello?” There was static on the line and after a long pause, there was a response. He could faintly hear someone through the static, but the voice seemed far away. He repeated a hello, and the voice responded. “Hello? Jack? Can you hear me?” It sounded like Catherine’s voice but she sounded far away still, like maybe she had the phone upside down or was distracted. Maybe it had been a pocket dial? Catherine continued through the breaking and static “Jack. Can’t….talk...long...I’ve been...Jack? Be careful...love you” Before he could respond, the call ended.

Distress Beacon: ACTIVE Distance to Origin: 300 meters Kyle’s Desperate Realization Kyle’s trembling fingers flew over the console, rerouting power to the sub’s weapons system. "The signal’s coming from deep inside the old command core..." he gasped. "That’s... inside the reactor’s blast zone!" Vanessa’s Ruthless Determination Vanessa secured her sniper rifle, expression sharp and fierce. "We’re not leaving him. If he’s alive, we bring him back." Rook’s cold voice snapped over the sub’s intercom: "Brace yourselves. We’re going in— no turning back.”

"We need to get to that tower. Now. “We didn’t wait. We ran. The figures didn’t chase us, but I could feel them watching—calculating. We reached the base of the tower and found an old metal door, rusted shut. Andrea kicked it open with one powerful strike, and we scrambled inside. The interior smelled of dust and decay. Broken computers and equipment lay scattered on the floor. But against the far wall, a radio console still stood—its screen flickering faintly with life. My heart pounded. This was it. Andrea rushed to the console, flipping switches. Static filled the room. I grabbed a nearby mic, pressing the button. "Mayday, mayday! This is Alessia of the Claudia empire. We’re stranded on a

It came from a transport vessel somewhere in the asteroid belt near Lyria’s Drift—a place long thought abandoned after the mining colony collapsed. He was out there. And he knew our mission. “What if this is a trap?” Raven said, arms crossed. “This guy’s supposed to be dead. How does a dead man hijack a quantum channel and send a message straight to Athena?” Kira frowned. “Unless he was never dead. Unless someone kept him off the records.” Sela spoke for the first time. “Or unless he found something out there. Something he wants to warn us about.” Callum hadn’t said anything. He just stood beside me, silent and unreadable. But I could feel the tension rolling off him.

But just as Caleb’s fingers unfastened the first clasp of her dress, the amber lighting in the room violently flickered, turning a harsh, strobing neon pink. "ALERT. EMERGENCY PROTOCOL OVERRIDE," the ship's newly independent AI blared through the suite's hidden speakers, sounding entirely unapologetic. "EXTREME DISTRESS SIGNAL DETECTED. INTERCEPTING UNAUTHORIZED DATA STREAM." Caleb froze. The Alpha King slowly lifted his head from Scarlett’s neck, his molten gold eyes bleeding into a terrifying, murderous glare as he stared at the ceiling. "System," Caleb growled, his voice vibrating with enough Alpha rage to crack a planet. "If the multiverse is not literally exploding right now, I am going

I said, cutting the link. A few minutes later, I felt Rocco accept a link from Marcus. Their conversation came through in fragmented pieces—our Mate Bond was breaking, but it wasn't completely gone yet. "Dammit, I know," Rocco's exhausted voice said. "Give me two hours." "Alpha, one more thing. Luna Caterina sent you an emergency distress call last night. Did you not receive it?" There was a pause on the other end. "I didn't get an emergency message," Rocco said coldly. "She's probably just being dramatic."