Thriller City Novels & Stories

Chapter 12 Zariah’s POV The city looked different when you were hunted. From the backseat of her car, Zariah watched the blur of lights streak past the tinted glass. Manhattan had always felt like hers; its chaos, its greed, its hunger. She had conquered it piece by piece, built her name into its skyline. But tonight, it pressed in on her, suffocating. Every corner, every shadow whispered of eyes watching. The scandal in the newspaper hadn’t died down; it had festered, mutating into rumors that spread faster than truth. Anonymous tips. Secret meetings. Investors pulling out one by one. A carefully orchestrated sabotage.

Wait and I will use a cheap knife for killing them. I stood up from the bed and go to my comfort room to pee. It’s already 3:00 am, I realized it’s the devil hour and I got up from a shitty dream. I finished peeing and immediately go to my bed. I roamed my eyes around. Ace is my next target yet I can’t finalize my plan. It was too hard to think of a successful plan how to kill them all. I am running out of ideas. I think I need to watch some suspense, mystery, thriller movies to help me give ideas. It wasn’t my intention to classify horror movies as cheap.

I trace one line with my finger, muttering numbers under my breath until they blur. My phone buzzes. Unknown number. Stay in your lane, cleaner. I freeze. My pulse spikes. Who the hell...... I forward it to Mila with shaking fingers. Me : Someone’s threatening me. Mila : Screenshot. Block and delete. Don’t engage . I do it, but my hands are still trembling . “Fuck ,” I whisper, pushing my chair back. I stare out the window , the Miami skyline too bright. The city feels like it’s watching me .

Hovercrafts loomed on every corner of the city skylines, displaying 3D holographic advertisements of new inventions and products on sale. On the east of Long City Downtown was a gray skyscraper with neon lights flashing on its front door. The sign read Pleasure Town in black writing. This was the Pleasure Town Nightclub, a building widely known for the decadent acts that took place within its grey walls. In this time period, such nightclubs or clubs of such activities were publicly frequented by the new generation without guilt or shame. In fact, the business of flesh sale became so prevalent in the year 2048, that those running the business and their employees publicly advertised their serv

It was the image of that place that Jim had in mind when he told Wilson about Tiger City. Forest City was very chaotic. Killing, gambling, thievery and robbery, virtually every vice possible was committed on a daily basis in this place. It was a horrible place but it was because of these kinds of reasons that Wilson had the best shot at escaping his mysterious chasers' radar and living on. It was a no-brainer that it was not going to be a good life but at least it was his best shot at staying alive. "Oh and Wilson, I downloaded some fighting guides into your phone for you. Be sure to learn them as soon as you can. I think they will increase your chances by some." Jim said.

Chapter 90 The city’s pulse had changed. Streets that once teemed with controlled chaos now carried a tense stillness, as if the city itself were holding its breath. Neon reflections glimmered faintly in puddles, shadows stretched long and distorted, and the wind whispered through broken windows like a voice warning of what was to come. Tonight, we would face a threat unlike any before: not just a coordinated enemy, but a city itself turned against us.

‘I don’t see him . ‘There’s beer in my refrigerator,’ said Annette mischievously. ‘WHAT ...’ exclaimed Anubhav, suitably shocked – his eyes wide open. Moments later they were hurrying down Carrer de Mexic towards Carrer de Tarragona. They took the metro from Tarragona. The knot in his stomach seemed to tighten and he felt hollow inside. Annette clung to his muscular frame. No words were exchanged during the journey. Just the heart boiled with anticipation.

I could not manage to smile back at him since I was trying hard to not let out any sobs. I texted my brother that we were having a movie marathon, he already knew about it. Actually, I told him earlier, but he always wanted me to text and inform him wherever I go. He was so strict as if he was my Dad, but I won't mind. My phone suddenly buzzed the moment Kolten started the engine. Zette's name had been flashed on my screen, signifying that there was someone calling me. She informed us that they may arrive late since it seemed like there were lots of customers who were wanted to buy the limited edition of perfume, they actually waited for too long. "They might be late." I said as I hang up th

Why did he suddenly go to a club? When she arrived at the scene and saw the man facing George, Cora understood immediately. It was Tyler Finch, Kimberly's college boyfriend who loved drinking, smoking, fighting, and street racing. She had heard from others that after they broke up, Tyler would still harass Kimberly from time to time. From the looks of it, he had probably hit hard times again and come to pester his ex-girlfriend. And the reality was not far from what she imagined. Tyler threw a racing suit in front of George.

“And like always, they found whatever few survivors and took them away. For what reason, I can’t tell. Maybe for interrogations. I don’t know… Does this mean that someone’s chasing after Ra’ventrii, too? Besides us?” “Or cleaning up after them,” said Orsethii. “How interesting.” ~ Thanatos loomed over the vast Imperial city below. Unlike the Einherjar’s usual targets, this one seemed more refined and more polished. Like a showroom version of an industrial city. Unlike the vast diaspora of the usual coral city, or the rigid beauty of a crystal city, this one was a kind of mix between the two. It was as though the city was populated with massive slabs of slate which jutted out of the ground in