Super Hacker Novels & Stories

There was only one thought left in his consciousness: ‘A 4S-class super powerhouse is an extremely rare being even across the entire universe! The rest of the people were petrified as well upon hearing this. They could not afford to offend a 4S-rank transhuman. “Run!” “Run! Run as far as you can!” Satan and the Scarlet Witch recovered from their surprise before they turned around and ran away without the slightest hesitation. Their confidence in themselves had been sky-high on the basis of them being pitched against Marissa’s bodyguards whereby the most powerful person was Horton. However, a 4S-class super powerhouse just suddenly appeared out of nowhere. They certainly did not have the capa

he said, giving Yan Hao a curt bow of his head. “Excellent.” Yan Hao clasped his hands before looking around the room. “Gentlemen, this is Luo Zichen, my finest hacker. Zichen invented a perfect code-breaker—a universal key to every system. The only thing needed is to plant it in the server room, and even the toughest locks will open. My special team used a moment of distraction, right after Maxwell Blair's unfortunate death, to break into the Happy App's server room. Now we only need Luo Zichen to break the final lock and enter.”

The kid slumped into his chair, trembling. "What do you want?" he hissed. "Your help." He barked a laugh. "I'm Seth Horrigan, not Superman. I run a shitty internet cafe. What could you possibly...?" "Genius hacker. Broke into the Pentagon at thirteen. Stole FBI funds to buy every agent a shawarma. NSA's youngest recruit. Vanished at twenty. Now you're hiding here, a rat in a neon maze." I leaned over his desk, watching his pupils dilate. "Sound familiar?"

Besides, what can I say? Jared Anderson is basically a computer genius. He's usually involved information security, hacking and stuff like that. He can easily hack into anyone's private accounts even with his eyes closed. I saw him do it plenty of times before, and I know he'll do it now. I had only been waiting for half a minute when an enormous hand appeared before my eyes and grabbed my mouth. I screamed, panic coursing through me as I fought the person standing right behind me. From my peripheral I noticed it was a tall, well-built man with an intimidating aura about him. Apart from that, he was wearing all black. That's how he must have easily blended into the night and prevented me fro

Whether or not he turned into a hotshot, a super creator, or a tech head honcho, every one of them implied that an enormous number of fashionable ladies would hurry into his hug. He at this point not expected to stress over the absence of a sweetheart. As a matter of fact, as a victor throughout everyday life, he wouldn't require a sweetheart. Numerous ladies might want to mess around with him without him in any event, expecting to make the slightest effort. Be that as it may, Super Detective System? What's more, the principal mission was for him to officially turn into a cop?

"Do you want to see?" Liv sucked in a breath before a shy smile tugged at her own lips. She nodded. Brodi stood and whipped off his mossy green henley exposing his superhero-sized chest with a large howling wolf's head covering his right pec and shoulder. When his fingers undid the button of his jeans, Liv threw a hand over her eyes. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! Why are you going all Magic Mike on me?" Brodi stopped and cocked his head inquiringly at her. "Who is this Magic Mike?"

Over the span of one night, a hacker by the code name 001 had become a household name among the IT industry. This 001 challenged the top twenty hackers in America over one night and he took them all down! He even neutralized Pierce Corporation’s latest security system that was released early that year, and needless to say, systems released by lesser companies were taken down as well.

“Thanks. So what do we have here?” Bryan asked his partner, who pointed at one of the eight frames on the laptop screen, which was relaying the live feeds of hidden cameras that were set up in strategic places around the harbor. Looking at the screen, he saw three Latinos unloading some crates from a speed boat at the pier. From where the boat was, there was an open space about half the size of a football field, which was surrounded by shipping containers that were stacked on one another. Looking closer, he saw that each of the men had viper tattoos on different parts of their body.

I couldn't see their faces clearly but I can remember some features especially from the man. Rolling to see what time it was, it was exactly midnight. Perfect time to do some digging. I had already found his addresses cause I'm also a brilliant hacker. I sneaked out and went to the garage. The Audi Q4 e-Tron greeted me with its quiet confidence as I slid into the driver’s seat, the soft purr of the electric engine ready for action. Dressed head-to-toe in black, my outfit was as much armor as it was a statement—fitted jacket, sleek pants, and boots that meant business.

“Please find the location of the person whose picture I'll send to you now,” Maverick said into the phone. The man on the other side of the phone chuckled. “Cousin, which lady are you chasing now? Have Amber's memories faded so quick?” the guy asked and Maverick looked at his phone wishing he could go through the phone and slap the guy. If only he could slap back the sense into his head. Maverick smirked and just replied, “You are such a fool. If you don't come to my office right now and bring your hacking devices, I'll freeze your account.”