Viral Novels & Stories

His puzzled expression reflected the confusion in his voice. "Because the virus is made up of a rare silver nitrate that makes what we're all infected with extremely lethal," Steve answered before Emma could respond. His voice was steady, betraying none of the fear that clawed at his insides. "Mercury Chloride neutralizes it for thirty days, until another dosage is required." He'd been living with this knowledge for weeks now, the weight of it pressing down on him with each passing day.

“Where you fought the Raven Witch. Her lair was saturated with centuries of accumulated magical contamination. The virus likely latched onto you during the fight, or during your time inside the mountain. It’s been incubating since then.” I stared at her. “A virus … from the mountain.” “It’s parasitic in nature. It feeds on magical energy. Specifically, it targets the conduit between a host and their supernatural abilities.” She paused. “Every time you use your powers, you’re feeding it. And it drains you in return.” The room went quiet. I could hear the birdsong outside the window. The distant murmur of the village going about its day, oblivious to the fact that their queen was sitting on a

“At this stage you wouldn’t know the facts and the myths. Its still a new virus and it’s causing a global panic. In med school, we were taught this as the first stage, the media will try to exploit us-“ “But i doubt it passes through natally” I whispered as Wu let her phone down. “God forbid i have this virus, am i going to die?” Wu asked, a worrisome expression in her eyes. “I’m going to die, bored. Without any purpose” She added as she picked up her phone again. “Well if i have this virus, i just know i wouldn’t survive” She looked back up with Jacq asking, “how would you say that?” “I just know it wouldn’t pair well with hiv. And a massively reduced immune system, i’m the one most suscept

It contained everything a wolvire could do, in this case, of course, an ordinary wolvire. Hugo's temper tantrums when a passage in the book explains that Wolvire's wolf-form bite or scratch to a vampire is more deadly than the usual wolf-shifter bite. Vice versa, if Wolvire is in vampire form, then their bite at wolf-shifter will also be more deadly than ordinary vampires. However, that did not apply to the wolvire named Barbara.

She told him surprised. “A virus.” He asked surprised. “Yes. It’s very unique. Someone left it in your system and pushed the wrong button which caused it to react. And it reacts stronger than the last on every wrong try.” “Explain it to me.” He said. “So this virus isn’t like other computer viruses. It is very uniquely made. So someone placed it here and turned the wrong knob on it which caused it to react. This kind of virus only reacts when if you put the wrong key in it otherwise it’s harmless and it will react more stronger than the last bad try.”

Elon explained, "It's a type of virus implant that enters the opposing party's computer once the data is stolen and ensures that their IP can't be erased." "Is it newly developed?" asked Evan. "Yes, just last night. However, we haven't perfected the virus in some aspects." "In which aspect?" "Our firewall will be vulnerable for two minutes."

"Damn! Little girl, even if you like playing around, don't do it here! This is disgusting!" Linda looked at Sean like he was an idiot. Sean furrowed his brows. "What's that smell?" Linda lifted the dead rat toward him. Sean recoiled instantly, pinching his nose. "Get that thing away from me!" Linda clicked her tongue. "It's the SN virus. You seriously don't smell it?" "SN virus?" Sean immediately understood. He had some knowledge of these things, so when Linda mentioned the virus, his expression darkened, and he turned to Charles. "Where did this come from?"

The next morning, the internet erupted. Samantha had somehow bribed my cleaning lady. A secretly filmed video of my home went viral. The footage was shaky, but it was unmistakable—my wardrobe, my clothes racks, all crammed with garments, every single one flaunting a massive price tag. It looked like a giant clothing warehouse. The trending hashtag #CarlaDavidsonTagQueen exploded. Views passed into the hundreds of millions. Samantha's voiceover dripped with mockery.

Indeed, misfortune only needed a wrong calculation and a simply misused time to befall a person or even a race. “Is it too late?” Genad asked as he finally lowered the sword, he wasn’t sympathizing with the gnomes but if he could get their help then that would be just wonderful. “Unfortunately no, the VR, short for virus, is a deadly thing that after erasing one's memories, it’d slowly loads a function that would trap you within the illusion so that even if an external force tried to help you or you managed to free yourself from its influence and tried to get away, the person would instead be harmed. It was like a leech that stuck itself once and would never let go and if forced one would on

He clenched his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead. I called the police. However, they told me the other party was using a virtual IP, so there was no way to trace the source. The information online kept getting deleted and reposted. It was impossible to contain. Just as we were at a loss, an unfamiliar number called in. I answered. On the other end came Riley’s smug, unhinged laughter. "So? How does it feel to be hunted by the entire internet? If I’m going down, you’re coming with me!"