Novels by rita75419

The silhouette of the red-eyed youth stood calmly on the balcony railing, as if gravity did not apply to him. A sharp night wind whipped the hem of his black suit, which was identical to mine. In the darkness of the apartment, silent due to the system blackout, his pair of red eyes glowed like embers thirsty for blood."Who are you?" I asked. My voice did not tremble. The absence of empathy within me made fear a foreign concept."Me?" The youth laughed. His voice was a mirror of my own, yet it possessed a wilder tone. "I am Subject B-01. I am the failure you found inside that zinc coffin, Adrian. Or more accurately, I am the remnants of a soul that refuses to be extinguished.""Altar does not detect your existence as human," I said coldly. "You are an anomaly.""And you are a puppet who is far too obedient," he countered, leaping down from the balcony railing and landing silently on my office floor. He walked closer, staring at my shattered monitors. "You spend too much time playing w

"Did you hear that, Dimitri?" Adrian asked.His voice was flat, devoid of emotion, almost drowned out by the whirring of cooling fans from the lab console that had just awakened from its slumber. Adrian stood in the center of a blue glow, while Dimitri Durnevra cowered in a medical chair, his eyelids forcibly held open by steel clamps."Hear what? All I hear is your madness!" Dimitri roared. His voice was hoarse, broken from hours of screaming.Adrian pointed to the main monitor. A transmission wave was detected. Red and aggressive. "That's the sound of Julian's panic. He just hired Black Aegis. You know who they are, don't you?"Dimitri fell silent. His breath hitched. Of course he knew. The dirtiest cybersecurity firm in the world. They didn't just hack; they destroyed the lives of anyone they targeted."Julian... he'll find you," Dimitri hissed, his lips trembling. "He'll track you down to this rat hole."Adrian didn't reply. He just stared at the screen. His unblinking blue eyes r

The concrete floor of Sector 9's laboratory felt bitterly cold, as cold as the ice now frozen in Adrian's chest. He dragged Dimitri's limp body past rows of broken glass tubes that had once been silent witnesses to nameless suffering. The sound of Dimitri's shoes scraping across the dusty floor created a horrifying rhythm in the silence of the old building."Let go... Adrian, please..." Dimitri whimpered, his voice almost lost behind the oxygen mask, tattered from the earlier accident.Adrian didn't answer. He flung his father's body onto an old medical chair still connected to several rusted sensor cables. With lightning-fast precision, Adrian clamped iron handcuffs onto Dimitri's wrists and ankles."You want to know why I brought you here, don't you?" Adrian asked, standing before a gigantic computer console that appeared to have been dead for a decade."This place... the place I buried," Dimitri mumbled, his eyes darting wildly around the room, lit only by the blue glow from Adrian

The monitor screen in front of Adrian flickered, casting a cold blue light on his pale face. Monday morning. Exactly nine o'clock. On the stock exchange, Durnevra Corp's chart plummeted sharply like a bird whose wings had just been broken. Five hundred million dollars of reserve funds sent by Julian had vanished into the intricate digital pipeline, leaving a gaping hole in the family's financial heart."Done, Altar," Adrian whispered. His voice was dry, as if his vocal cords were made of sandpaper. "Send that last message to Julian."[ MESSAGE SENT. CONFIRMATION RECEIVED ON TARGET DEVICE. ]Adrian leaned his head back. His unblinking eyes stared at the rows of numbers that now showed zero for Durnevra. However, this was just the beginning. Financial ruin was an external wound, and Adrian wanted to dissect them down to their very spinal cords. He wanted to see them devour each other within the house they considered a palace."Now, let's wake up Mrs. Elena," Adrian murmured. His finger

The world outside the limousine's window kept moving, but my mind had already leaped far ahead, past the figure of Dimitri still crawling on the cold asphalt of the highway earlier. He was already mentally broken. Now, it was time to pull the financial plug on his beloved heir."Sarah, is the bait for Julian ready?" I asked, without taking my eyes off the blurry city lights."Yes, Mr. A. All digital documents for Project Helios were sent to Julian's private email address ten minutes ago. Our shadow team has also spread rumors among the elite that this is the latest energy technology that will replace reliance on fossil fuels," Sarah's voice came steadily through the earpiece."Good. Julian is dying. And a drowning man will try to cling to a rock if he thinks it can keep him afloat."I leaned my head back. My eyelids felt stiff, refusing to close. The nerves in my head throbbed, yet it wasn't fatigue I felt, but a painful clarity."He'll call soon," I murmured.Just as my car pulled up

The crystal chandeliers in the Grand Astoria lobby reflected an almost blinding light, a stark contrast to the pitch-black darkness of Sector 9, which I had left just a few hours ago. I stepped out of the black sedan, letting the red carpet greet my polished shoes."Mr. A, you've arrived," Sarah's voice came through clearly in the transparent earpiece in my ear."Confirm Dimitri's position," I replied softly, barely moving my lips behind my black silk mask."He's in the main hall, Zone B. Currently speaking with the board of commissioners. Julian isn't visible; it's highly likely his condition worsened after the incident in your server room yesterday.""Good. Let him rest in his own fear," I said coldly.I stepped inside. My presence immediately sparked whispers among the elite guests. The masked man with a calm aura of death Mr. A's identity had become an urban legend on the stock market this week."Look at that, the investor from Aurelius," whispered a woman in a jeweled gown."Why