White Room Invincible Novels & Stories

Kaitlyn rushed through the open doorway and wildly gazed around the room until her eyes finally landed on Randy. There was the billow of a blinding white curtain, the creak of the floors. Thumping, moans. Every fiber of muscle in Kaitlyn's body went limp at the sight that taunted her vision. Was this…real? Randy was underneath a soft white blanket, but he was very much alive and not in any danger. Kaitlyn could see the muscles in his back rippling as the white, furry, blanket dropped from his shoulders and slid to his waist. Sweat was dribbling past his brow as his naked form slammed atop the blonde woman she'd seen outside the shop.

“Let’s go!” Jade was careful not to step on the small pool of blood surrounding the corpse on the floor. She averted her eyes, still shocked. That was the first time she had seen someone kill in cold blood. It wasn’t a pretty sight. “Faster!” Mei hissed. Moving faster, Jade followed Mei out of the cell and into an empty hallway. As they reached the end of the hallway, Mei raised her hand in a stopping motion. Jade noticed that Mei’s fingernails seemed longer than she remembered—in fact, they didn’t look like a normal human’s fingernails. Aside from being unusually long, they were curved, too—like the claws of a cat.

The door creaks open, the loud noise bouncing off the hallway behind. I anxiously turn around to see if it had attract anyone, indeed the sound has drawn attention. I froze as Vince's men were running towards us in full force, I know I should enter the other side behind the steel door but my limbs has suddenly gone numb. I'm already imaging myself been carried back and locked in the room. Faster than I could process, I was pulled and the steel door slammed shut immediately I was inside. "What were you doing Ava." Kara snapped me back to my senses, I shrug and look around us. We are in a pure white room, the brightness in the room is blinding as they're extra white light coming from different

“They were alive and well when I left.” Rancid stepped over to the control center and punched a few keys on the video monitor screen. He found what he was looking for. The camera in the commons showed a picture of a handful of vampires sitting around at tables, and the floor covered in blood. Rancid moved the camera and pointed it at the pod. He could see the door was wide open and blood covered the floor all around it. “Looks like they’re dead now.” Rancid said. “Looks like it,” Bohdan replied.

He pressed a button on a small silver remote. The wall shimmered and transformed into a high-definition screen. My breath caught. It was a bedroom, luxurious, decadent, and sickeningly familiar. Viktor Volkov was there, sprawled on a fur rug, his eyes closed in a look of bored Leonine pleasure while a blonde woman moved over him, her head bobbing rhythmically.

To everyone else in the room he hid it perfectly, but to Riven it was as bold as the sun markedly visible, like a pimple on a teenage girl's face. Riven stilly tapped his foot; the sound was barely audible. The floor was a wooden floor perfectly grained and polished. The couch in the room was crafted from vintage leather; a golden chandelier hung above, and a shelf full of books lined the wall. It screamed luxury but was quiet, modern, and simple. The two men just stared at each other until Riven made a quick move, standing up. Mr. White and his bodyguards thought he was making a move; four men quickly reached for their pockets, but Riven only laughed mocking.

He didn't respond to her, but opened the door and left. "Not bad at all. Not bad," Nova muttered as she touched the vanity table and opened the drawers. Then she felt the bed. It was soft and the sheets were white just like the walls and everything in the room with her. Come to think of it, the living room was like that too. Could it be that this young billionaire was obsessed with the colour white? Maybe not, because the suit he had on wasn't white in colour. She wondered if his room looked like that too. A knock soon came on the door and Nova left everything she was doing and sat on the bed like the perfect guest that she was.

We stopped in front of a sleek and metallic room with solar panels and a large Glass window, the door was opened with a biometric passcode only Kim knew and as we walked in surveillance cameras were displayed around the room. Kim gestured to it with a smile. "Here you are, Miss White. This is the production factory." She turned to me. "And Mason, we'll set up your office in the adjoining room. It'll be ready by tomorrow." Emily took a step inside, inspecting the room with a critical eye. Satisfied, she turned to Kim, giving her a brief nod. "Thank you for the help, Kim, I appreciate it." Kim's gaze shifted to me, and she gave me a playful wink before leaving. "Welcome to White Nova Roboti

She missed her mother deeply. She was still looking at the mirror, wondering if she looked too tall, when her phone buzzed. Damon & Serena Damon: We're meeting everyone at Onyx at 9. Joel's already there apparently lol Serena: Who’s Joel again? Damon: He’s a wolf, he's Gamma at the Ironveil pack. You almost ready? Serena: Five mins Damon: You look beautiful, btw. Preemptively. Serena: You can't preemptively compliment someone

The pressure in the room snapped. She stood. High heels crushed scattered porcelain underfoot. Didn’t even glance at the flashing radar alarms. She walked straight into the private bathroom at the back of the chamber. Stopped at the frosted glass door. Turned. Looked at the monster curled against the wall. “Get in.” “Don’t make me say it twice.” The sealed bathroom system activated. White steam from the Arctic thermal stabilizers flooded the space within seconds. Vivienne slipped off her heavy tactical coat and tossed it onto the rack.