V Hacker Novels & Stories

“You looking for a beating?” Xavier lifted his eyes, glaring darkly at him. The young man shivered and quickly sat down properly on the sofa. “Everything you asked for is done! We should be getting results by tomorrow.” “You confident?” “Come on! Don’t you know how capable I am?” The young man thumped his chest with pride. “I’m Falcon, the top hacker in Vernon! There’s no system in this world I can’t break into. Just wait and see!”

“Leo, prep the cyber strike team and secure the perimeter!" Ten minutes later, they arrived at a sterile room filled with humming black servers. Liora sat down at the main console at once, her fingers dancing across the keyboard with inhuman speed. The massive monitor screen before her split into dozens of terminal windows filled with lines of red and green code. "He’s there," Liora whispered, her eyes gleaming sharply.” "He’s using ghost servers from a run-down flat in Victoria.” “He thinks he can hide behind Viper encryption." On the screen, a pop-up message appeared a text from the hacker:

Don't make it look like we forced you' Max got bored when no one spoke up so started talking "The hacker is named Venus. Seven years ago, she was one of the few at the peak of H country's hacking circle. However in the past seven years, she had only appeared once, three days ago. Today, or should I say yesterday, she appeared for the second time. Venus started hacking at the age of six when she'd hacked into the database of the Education Management Board. At four she could expertly program games. Oh, the game I was playing just now was programmed by her. At eleven, she'd retired, hitting number one on six out of the ten leaderboards in the country. Today, at eighteen, she's back. Three days

In our world, everyone was scared shitless of her. Seasoned capos, hardened hitmen, and rival soldiers alike trembled when her name was whispered in the shadows, giving her a fiercely fitting name across the European syndicates: La Vedova Nera. The Black Widow. I felt an involuntary shiver ripple down my spine at the mere thought of the name, a cold reminder of the lethality hidden beneath those chaotic red curls. I shook my head slightly, shifting my gaze back to Sienna, letting the tension leave my shoulders as I focused back on the woman who held my world in the palm of her hand.

"Is this the guy?" Bastian folded his arms across his chest, studying the skinny man with thick glasses standing before him. The man was busy resetting an old washing machine in the prison laundry room. He didn't look anything like the mastermind of a criminal operation. "Never judge a book by its cover, tough guy," Viper chuckled as he leaned against one of the washing machines. "Meet Gregory. He's the one who hacked the central bank's electronic security system three years ago."

He said between gritted teeth and Violet widened her eyes to the obsolete thought of it. It was possible, although a 0.1% chance that someone in the witch community was helping these vampires or what they were mostly known for as demons. Witches and demons/vampires had a horrible history. Mainly because of authority. Although the witches weren’t a blood drinking community, they were nearly equal in strength and power with the vampires. So the dispute on who was the better clan continued in years, building strong enmity between them. It was considered a big betrayal to even talk with vampires. Just walking with them could cause the people to burn you alive, which she knew very well that they

She introduced herself and made a hand shake with Arthur when— 'Wait, Arthur? Arthur Beckett? As in the 'White Hacker' that the ISO tried to find and arrest for so long?!' Arthur Camelton Beckett, also known as the 'White Hacker'. He is known in the ISO because he supplies the ISO with information however— no matter how much security update the ISO's system do, he still manages to hack through their system and steal some information. He mostly steals information about the agents and spies mission but is never interested in personal info of every employee. Even though the info he gave helped the agency tremendously, the info he stole still affected some missions leading to the mission getting

Leah was still blaming Jasmine. "Leah, just once! Don't look at others; look at yourself. All of us who work here are cheap women. There is no such thing as a respectable woman, even though we are in VIP. We are just like them; we can get HIV." Anya sat down weakly. She didn't know what she was thinking at the moment. The point was that she was tired of Leah's attitude, which had changed since Jasmine's arrival.

User1: Not really my scene. Admin: I know those were your people. You were there. An image of Diha sitting inside the van, arm outstretched, popped up. If Valentino had a picture of her, then the hacker had to know who she was. So why hadn't he gone after her? That question was small in the scheme of things. Her fingers flew, tracing breadcrumbs, following the code. User1: You know my name. Want to introduce yourself? Admin: You already know who I am.