The Lazarus Effect Novel Novels & Stories

the lights went off in the lab, it was the time when they had to switch to the backup power. Olivia opened the pod first, she turned to pick the tranquilizer on the chair. his eyes flicked open , they were white, like that of the woman chanting spells, Olivia did'nt see his eyes, cuz the lights were out, and only the red emergency light was on, when she was about to touch him, his eyes glowed red, his wolf eyes, then it went back to it's beautiful shade of Chestnut-brown.

Hands that broke away from me to look for new gauze in the bag, which he fixed to my skin with adhesive strips. Was it just imagining it, or did his fingers linger on my hip longer than necessary? Reese '"Got it. Send me the data to my cell phone ”, tore me out of my thoughts. He hastily made the cell phone disappear into the rain-soaked coat and set about stowing the superfluous bandages back into the bag. "What's going on?" I wanted to know. "New Order. Several proles make the city center unsafe. " It drove those senseless thoughts out of my head faster than anything else could.

I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

Various theories have the library being built there by aliens, by a civilization ten thousand years old, or by a race of vampires. Caitlin let the book fall from her lap, her mouth open in shock, and it landed with a thump on the floor. She sat straight up, feeling a jolt. She suddenly felt wide awake, as if she had just lost all sense of time and place. She picked the book up again, her throat dry, and read the words again and again, desperately, like a castaway starving for water.

I remembered my aunt’s words from nights before, the prophecy that bound me: You will be freed only when you marry the one fate chose for you. But fate was cruel. Fate gave me riddles without answers, promises without directions. I didn’t know where to begin looking for this so-called chosen one—and a part of me didn’t care. Because when I thought of Ava, I wondered if she might be the key. But how could I trust that thought? How could I risk dragging her into my bloodline’s darkness? I poured myself a glass of brandy, the amber liquid burning down my throat, a small fire to keep the cold at bay. Yet no amount of drink could silence the whispers of doubt.

"Ethan Cole. CEO. Zara looked at his outstretched hand. The exact same hand that had once slipped a three-carat platinum diamond onto her finger. The hand Chloe now held every single night. With absolute, terrifying calm, Zara reached out and placed her hand in his. The second their skin made contact, a literal shock of electricity snapped between them. Ethan gasped out loud. His knees buckled. A brutal, blinding flash of a memory tore through the chemical suppressants in his brain. He saw a bookstore. He saw three heavy books falling to the floor. He saw a girl with dark hair looking up at him, arguing about Russian literature. Ethan staggered backward, dropping her hand as if her skin had

Someone else. I press myself against the wall, my chains rattling softly, every nerve in my body screaming danger. The torchlight flickers, and a figure emerges from the shadows. Doctor Elias. "Lia." His voice is soft. Wounded. The voice of a man who doesn't want to be here. "Elias." I say his name like a prayer. "Please. Please, you have to help me. You have to," "I can't." He kneels in front of me, and I see the vial in his hand. Glass. Dark liquid inside. Wolf's bane.

“You already signed to become my property, Little Doe. So just do what I want.” I swallowed again, nervous. But strangely, I couldn’t lie to myself. Lazarus’s aura was so strong, cold yet protective. Like an invisible wall that made me feel safe in the middle of this crowd. I felt protected, even though I should have been afraid. He wasn’t an ordinary man. He was someone who could destroy a person’s life with just one phone call, but tonight he chose to protect me. The event continued for another ten minutes. Business talk, short speeches, applause. I sat quietly beside him, our hands still holding each other under the table. After the final applause, I felt the need for a little space to br

I was accessing something Kane didn't know existed, a failsafe I had buried deep within the system for a nightmare scenario exactly like this. The Lazarus Protocol. Hidden seventeen layers deep in my system architecture, it was a virus designed to completely purge all data if unauthorized access was detected. Scorched earth. If I couldn't keep Kane from stealing my empire, I'd make sure there was nothing left to steal. But I needed thirty seconds to input the full command sequence. And Kane was watching my every keystroke. I typed the first line of code. */root/lazarus/init* Kane leaned closer to the screen, suspicious. "What's that command?"

That will never Happen. "That can be arranged," Lazarus said casually. "But I'd prefer not to kill you just yet, Noah. You see, I have plans for you too. You're going to play a very important role in Daisy's transformation." I looked at him “What is he really talking about?” "What transformation?" I demanded. "You'll see soon enough. But first, let me show you something interesting." Lazarus raised his hand, and suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my chest. Not physical pain, but something deeper. Something that felt like my soul was being squeezed.