Vault 69 Novels & Stories

Hazel sighed dreamily, not noticing the glares she received from both Aycin and Deagan. “No, the hell you would!” Aycin burst, snapping his girlfriend from her daze. “Who’s Alaster?” Madelyn asked curiously, but before Aria could answer, Hazel shot up. “I’ll show you.” She fumbled, searching for something on her phone before showing it to Madelyn and Amaya. “Hot damn!” Amaya’s eyes widened while Madelyn bit her lip in appreciation. “That ladies, is Alaster Victor, one of London’s finest defence attorneys.” Hazel gloated, enjoying their reactions, “You should see him in person.”

Wu: So no one's gonna talk about how epic last night was? Jacq: Was that before or after you bailed on us? Me: Y'all are driving me nuts! Rubs: Well, let me take your mind of this. Me: thanks rubs. Rubs: Dee's video leaked. Lol Me: Not exactly my type of news but that could work? Wu: Content? Maria: oh yeah. After the whole party last night. Lol. Jacq: Please don't tell me nudes Maria: worse. A sextape

Penelope’s mouth opened, then shut. Vivienne looked between them. “Wait. Danae Vale?” She staggered back, eyes wide. “She was at my induction.” The screen flickered again. Vault-7 Location: Mobile. Active. Host Status: En Route. Isolde stepped forward. “Where is it?” Penelope’s voice cracked. “It’s not a place.” They all stared. “It’s me.” The air dropped ten degrees in the vault room. “Penelope Vale” was no longer just the name of a rebel hacker with press contacts and stolen security clearance. She was the fail-safe. The final vault. And she had just been triggered.

Not with her beside him. Suddenly the chamber flared white. Carson pulled Justina into his arms instinctively as bright codes streamed across the walls like falling stars. “Carson—something’s happening—” she whispered. “I see it,” he murmured, holding her tighter. The projections merged into a single blinking message: ACCESS GRANTED — VAULT 0 Justina’s eyes widened. “Vault Zero? Carson, there’s another vault?” Carson inhaled sharply, a cold sharpness entering his gaze.

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Zavian was still hard, it was obvious that he wasn't satisfied yet, number 6 went on her knees and put his cock into her mouth as fingers played with her pussy, rubbing it vigorously. She was gagged and she took his whole cock like a slut. He turned number 6 over in doggy pose and thrusted into her fast and hard leaving her no time to catch her breath. The restraint he had with Velvet was gone, he had a ranging fire that he wanted to extinguish. “Yes…. Fuck yesss….” Number 6 could barely keep herself in position; it was as though Zavian was pouring his frustration out on her. After minutes of hard fuck he took out his cock and motioned for number 5 to suck and she sucked his cock like a pr

"He won’t come himself. He’ll send a proxy — maybe a droid, maybe a hired merc. But it’ll have a signature. If we can trace it, we’ll have a lock on his server trail." Riva added, "And once I’m in, I detonate a logic bomb that fries the control code. No reboot. Vexler’s data chain collapses." --- 48 Hours Later—Zurich Vault One Gunfire tore through the silent dawn as Alejandro led his squad into the fortified warehouse. Bodies fell in tight bursts as his men fanned out. "Sector secure!" He moved to the data terminal, planting the signal spike. "Package dropped. Initiate ping." --- Marrakesh Vault—Same Time

In front of Malakh, he sprayed thick ropes of hot cum all over Vythea’s face, painting her face with his seed. “Take him along,” he let his cock fall on his breeches. “Lock them both. I’ll deal with them later.” Malakh staggered backwards, and tears glistened in Vythea’s eyes as she clasped her burning groin together. Rhazien blinked. Narhkul didn’t move, like he couldn’t believe what unfolded before him. “The Vault, my king?” Thornek took a step forward. “She’s likely not to leave the same.” Gorvane hissed. “You heard me.”

Tiny letters, almost invisible, engraved into the metal beneath the clip, the kind of detail no one would ever notice unless they were holding the pen at exactly the right angle under exactly the right light. She tilted it, angling it toward the lamp to be sure she wasn't imagining it. She wasn't. Six words, cut so small they were barely legible at all. Vault 7 only if I disappear. Zariel's fingers went cold around the pen. "Kaelen." Her voice came out barely above a whisper. "What's Vault 7?" He leaned in to look at what she was holding, and she watched every trace of warmth drain slowly out of his face as he read the engraving for himself.

I punch in the code I stole from Luca’s records weeks ago. 7-7-1-9. The doors slide open. I step inside. There is only one button: B. Basement. The descent is smooth. Silent. I am sinking into the belly of the beast. The doors open again. I am in a small, concrete antechamber. In front of me is the Vault. It is a circle of steel, massive and gleaming. It looks like the door to a submarine. In the center is a digital keypad. My heart hammers against my ribs. Thump-thump. Thump-thump.