Novels by Princess Kinan

Alister steadied his breath. He parked his motorcycle behind a crumbling concrete pillar and pulled out a small pouch from inside his jacket. Inside, a device no bigger than a business card glowed faintly with blinking red dots.Motion sensors. Placed at three different points along the corridor. Ready to signal the moment footsteps approached.He knew they were coming. And he wouldn’t greet them empty-handed.His hands moved swiftly, assembling the first trap—a homemade pulse mine designed to emit an electromagnetic shockwave within a five-meter radius. Non-lethal, but powerful enough to fry electronics or shut them down for a few minutes. He planted it beneath a cracked rail plank, covering the trigger wires with wet dirt and broken wood.Then he moved again, deeper into the narrow corridor where the walls were covered in old graffiti and peeling protective paint. The air grew heavier, the silence deepening, with only the distant rumble of traffic above breaking the stillness.From

The sky was beginning to darken as Alister made his way down the main road from school. The final bell still echoed faintly in the distance, but his mind was already far from the classroom. He slipped on his helmet, started up his sleek black sportbike, and rolled calmly out the school gates.Only a few meters from the campus, his instincts flared.Something was wrong.He glanced at the side mirror. A black van—unmarked, no visible plates—was trailing behind him. Too suspicious. The front windows were tinted, concealing whoever was inside.Alister sped up, veering onto a side road he rarely used—one he only took when he wanted to be alone. But the van... kept following.His face hardened beneath the helmet. This was no coincidence.These weren’t ordinary people. They were after him."Who are they?" Alister wondered.He weaved into a narrow alley, then darted onto an overpass, cutting through traffic like wind. But the van remained behind him, following with uncanny precision. Even wit

Alister smirked. “You think I’m not ready for this?”He pressed a key. The backup protocol activated instantly. His personal firewall rose like an impenetrable wall of steel. The malware bounced off harmlessly. But that also meant the Cyber Dragon now knew it was under attack.This was no longer a silent hunt.It was war.Two cyber geniuses, lurking behind their screens, slashing and shielding in a world without sound, without bullets—but just as deadly.Alister didn’t retreat. He launched one final file: Mirror Breaker—his ultimate program. Not only would it disable the server, it also created false reflections across the entire network, making it look like the Black Dragon system was being attacked from ten different locations at once.The Cyber Dragon began to panic. Alister could see the system tremble—log files in chaos, defenses misdirected.At that moment, Alister’s hijack program reached the control center. Funds began to shift—one by one, thousands of transactions reversed, f

Alister's phone vibrated as night deepened, the screen’s glow illuminating part of his face, half-sunk in shadows inside his small apartment. The name flashing on the display made his brow arch slightly: Jonathan Kim — International Investment Client.Alister answered the call.“Hello, Mr. Kim.”The voice on the other end sounded rushed, tense. “Mr. L, I need your help. It’s an emergency.”Alister stood from his chair and walked to the window. “Talk.”“There’s something wrong. A group calling themselves the Black Dragon Mafia… they’re pulling off a massive fraud. They’ve exploited a loophole in the international investment payment system using advanced tech. I’m one of the victims. And I’m not the only one—hundreds of other clients have been hit.”Alister fell silent, eyes narrowing. “Are you certain this is their doing?”“I have proof—fabricated transaction records, manipulated server paths, and shadow accounts linked to a name: Cyber Dragon. This isn’t street-level crime, Alister. T

The evening sky faded, leaving streaks of orange across the horizon. Behind the silent gym building, the place felt like a battlefield waiting for the first explosion. Quiet, except for the crunch of shoes on gravel.Alister stood still in the middle of the small field surrounded by tall walls and dense trees. The evening breeze blew his hair back slightly. His gaze was sharp, locked straight ahead.Behind him, light but steady footsteps approached. It was Yoona, following him."I told you not to come," Alister said without turning around."Too late," Yoona replied calmly, her eyes scanning the area. "Besides, I already told you—I’m not a coward. I’ll take responsibility for what I started."Alister sighed quietly but said nothing more. He knew it was pointless to argue once Yoona had made up her mind.A few seconds later, the heavy sound of footsteps echoed from the right side of the building. Kelvin appeared from the shadows, followed by dozens of people wearing different uniforms.

The classroom grew quieter as the final bell rang, signaling the start of the lunch break. Some students had already left for the cafeteria, while others remained seated, opening lunch boxes or playing on their phones. Alister sat alone at his desk, staring at his phone screen without really focusing. His mind was still preoccupied with Yoona... and her connection to Reino.Suddenly, heavy footsteps echoed from the corridor, drawing the attention of the few students who remained in class. The sound of shoes pounding the floor was rhythmic and bold—like someone taking command of a stage.A voice rang out, loud and full of challenge.“Alister!”Alister didn’t immediately turn. He recognized the voice—one he had ignored hundreds of times before. But this time felt different. The footsteps grew closer, and that familiar arrogant aura spread like poison in the air.A large-built guy with cropped hair dyed partly blond stood right in front of Alister’s desk. Behind him, two equally muscular

As planned, that day Rafael brought in a few trusted workers to help renovate the building. Everyone pitched in to speed things up.“Elena, are you busy?” Rafael asked as he approached her.“Oh, El. Not really. What’s up?” Elena replied, unpacking several boxes of food to help Ivory in the kitchen.“Ivory’s got some new staff helping her out now. I was wondering if you’d come with me to shop for furniture. What we brought from the old place isn’t going to be enough—more people, more rooms. I think we’ll need a lot more stuff,” Rafael explained.“Alright. Give me a second to get ready,” she said.“I’ll wait in the Jag,” Rafael replied.“Okay, El.”Rafael made his way to the parking area, slid into the sleek black Jaguar, and pulled out his phone. There was a message from Mark:“Have you seen it, El? The heirloom sword?”Rafael hadn’t replied yet. He still wondered—who exactly is Mark? And how did he know everything, including the existence of that sword? Had he been to this place befor

“Now that it's cleaned up, the place actually looks bigger,” Dirk commented, glancing around the house.“Yeah, but it still needs a lot of renovation before it’s livable. So far, I’ve checked the map—this place doesn’t even show up. Maybe that’s exactly why it’s perfect for our hideout,” Rafael replied. “We also need a proper force if we want to fight them more effectively.”“So, what’s your plan now? What about our business? I’ve already built the website, and the work program is in progress—still rough, but getting there. Maybe once it’s fully ready, we can start seeking investors,” Leonard added.They were having a light conversation after a late dinner.“Yes, we’ll keep the business going from now,” Rafael said, pausing for a moment. “Dirk, what do you think about building a mercenary force?”“Mercenaries?” Dirk frowned in confusion.“Like we planned before—we need to take over the Black Wings gang and convert their members under our command. But more than that, we’ll need to trai

Crash!“Ugh, the dust!”Everyone coughed as a cloud of dust burst from the newly opened metal chest.Rafael squinted into the box. Inside, lay a long sword—its hilt embedded with a radiant purple gemstone that gleamed in the dim light.He carefully picked up the sword, his eyes narrowing as he studied the intricate engravings on the scabbard.“A sword… in this era?” Rafael murmured, drawing the attention of everyone around.Tring...!“Congratulations! You have obtained the heirloom of the noble Lancasterford family!”Silence fell over the group. Their eyes locked on the sword in Rafael’s hands. The gemstone on the hilt reflected the flashlights, casting eerie shadows across the stone walls of the underground chamber.Sienna stepped closer, examining the sword with curiosity. “Uncle, what does that engraving say?”“It says Lancasterford,” Rafael replied.“Lancasterford? That name sounds familiar…” Leonard muttered, furrowing his brows. “If I’m not mistaken, they were a noble family tha

Rafael walked slowly down the dust-filled corridor, scanning every corner with caution. His hand remained close to the sheath of Phantom Edge, ready to draw at the first sign of danger.The first room he entered appeared to be an old office, filled with decaying desks. Papers littered the floor, most of them crumbling from age. Rafael sifted through a few remaining documents, hoping to find clues about who had once operated in this place.“Looks like this was some kind of base or operation center,” he muttered.He stepped into the next room, which looked like a storage area. Rows of rusty metal shelves lined the walls, some still holding tightly sealed wooden crates. Rafael opened one, and inside he found a collection of old weapons—dusty, but salvageable.“Interesting.”Suddenly, a voice called out from outside.“Hey, I found something!” Sienna shouted.Rafael quickly exited the storage room and headed toward her. She stood near the back wall of the building, pointing at an old iron

"Is this the place?" Dirk asked as he brought the van to a stop in front of a tall, rusted gate, its surface covered in spiderwebs.Rafael stepped out of his car and approached the gate, holding a key in his hand to unlock the heavy padlock. The road leading to the main building stretched about 150 meters, and the structure ahead was clearly an old one—abandoned for decades.“Al, are you sure this is the right place?” Dirk leaned his head out the van window, eyeing the creepy surroundings.“Yes, the key fits. That means this is the place,” Rafael replied calmly.Sienna climbed out of the van, scanning the area with visible hesitation. “Uncle, are you sure this place is safe? It looks more like a haunted house than a base.”Leonard walked up to the rusty gate and ran his fingers over it. “We’ll probably need a few days to clean this place up before it’s even livable.”Elena pulled out her phone, snapping a few photos of the surroundings. “The building’s structure seems solid, but there

"Okay, let’s see what the next reward is. An exclusive weapon? Man, what is it? I’m really curious," Rafael muttered.He opened the "Exclusive Weapon" tab. A square-shaped icon appeared on the screen, displaying an image of a matte black pistol with a more advanced design than standard firearms."A pistol?"Phantom Edge: A custom handgun that can only be used by its owner. Equipped with silent mode, high-penetration special bullets, and an auto-targeting lock system within a certain range.Rafael chuckled softly. "Now this is an interesting reward.""Alright, let’s claim it directly. This time, I’m getting something amazing without spending a dime," he laughed in satisfaction.He tapped the “Claim Reward” button, and in an instant, a soft blue light appeared in front of him. Within seconds, a sleek matte black pistol with a futuristic design materialized in his hand.He inspected the weapon with growing curiosity. The Phantom Edge felt light, yet perfectly balanced in his grip. Its su

To celebrate Vian's success. Everyone organized a party on the beach because Vivian wanted to go there.They set up a tent on the beach and had a barbecue. There were Steven, Ashley, Vivian, Aaron, Vian, and Emma. They celebrated the barbeque, which was quite fun, although their laughter did not let go. Vivian asked Aaron to drink alcohol only tonight. After consulting with Ashley, Vivian was finally allowed to drink alcohol.At that moment, Aaron and Steven were firing up the barbeque with small talk. Vivian sat on a folding chair not far from him, looking at her husband."What are you looking at?" asked Emma, taking a seat next to Vivian."Aaron. Mom, isn't my husband very handsome?" asked Vivian with a smile."Yes, he is very handsome," said Emma, making Vivian smile."Dad used to really want me to get married instead of working as security in the city. It turns out that marrying the man we love is not bad. I misinterpreted your wishes an

Soon, the car had stopped in the courthouse parking lot. They got out of the car, and Aaron adjusted the coat that Vivian was wearing so that the woman would stay warm.They walked together into the elevator, with Aaron's fingers not separating from Vivian's intertwined fingers. Without saying anything, Vivian could sense that Aaron didn't want to be away from her and was afraid of losing her. Actually, that fear was also felt by Vivian, but the woman was more resigned to circumstances as well as fate. Because she is now helpless. There is only one wish for the rest of her life, which is to always be with Aaron and be near him.The three of them entered the courtroom, which had already started. Finally, they hurried to take a seat in the guest chair. Vian looked dashing in his suit and spoke up front as a lawyer."That boy is a big boy now," Vivian said."Right, he's going to be a good lawyer," Aaron said, making Vivian smile at Aaron."I will brin

As the night approached, Vivian did not sleep at all. She looked at her husband's handsome face after such a hot bed activity. Vivian looked at the dragon head around her neck. 'Is there really any magic to this thing?' Vivian thought to herself. For a moment, Vivian felt a sharp pain in her stomach area. "Argh!" her body convulsed in cold heat until cold sweat poured out of her body. One hand reached for the nightstand to get the painkillers that were in the drawer. Prank Aaron woke up to the sound of things breaking. He saw Vivian, who was in pain, curled up like a baby, holding her stomach. "Arghhh!" "Vi, what happened?" asked Aaron, holding Vivian's body, which felt warm. "O-the medicine," Vivian said softly. Aaron rushed down the bed and took Vivian's medicine. He helped Vivian lay her head on Aaron's lap. The man was quite shocked when he saw quite a lot of blood coming out of Vivian's no

Aaron looked at Vivian, who was asleep. Her eyes looked wide, with tears hanging from them. Aaron recalled the words spoken by Peter. How could he let Vivian go? How can he live without his woman? A drop of tears fell down his cheek, and immediately Aaron wiped his tears that fell into the corner of his eye.'How can I be without you, Vi? Ever since I entered Kelvin's body, I've always relied on you. Even I eat looking for you. What should I do if I can't see you anymore, Vi? Aaron thought.***Vivian woke up from her sleep, and she didn't see Aaron's presence there."Where is Aaron?" she mumbled. Vivian got up from her position with her head quite heavy. She walked gingerly into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth.After feeling refreshed, the woman walked out of the room and searched for her man's whereabouts.Vivian walked near the kitchen and saw a handsome figure with a wide back busy in front of the stove, cooking somethi

Today Aaron and Vivian have made an appointment with a cancer specialist who will treat Vivian. Arriving at the hospital. Vivian was asked to change into clothes from the hospital, then entered the radiology room. Aaron was with Vivian at all times. He didn't want Vivian to feel alone.Vivian entered the radiology room for a CT-MRI. The nurse directed Vivian to lay her body on a board similar to a stretcher. Before riding it, Vivian looked back at Aaron, who was in the next room. There was a large window there that separated the two rooms. Aaron smiled warmly at Vivian. Next to him was Ashley, who also accompanied him.Vivian returned their smiles; she then climbed the board and laid her body on it. It was clear that Aaron's gaze showed anxiety. Vivian, who at that time began to have IVs in her hands, raised her other hand that was not in the IV as she gave a thumbs up, as if saying that she was fine, and made Aaron feel calm there.The anesthesiologist came in

At this time, Aaron and Vivian were both sitting on a garden chair, looking at the lake in front of them. They had calmed down enough to keep themselves from crying. "Why didn't you say it?" asked Aaron. Vivian inhaled as much air as she could and exhaled slowly to fill her chest cavity. "I only found out yesterday, and I was at a loss to tell you. At first, when I heard the news that Arya was experiencing pain due to poison gas, I immediately became suspicious. So when I returned from Paris, I immediately did a thorough examination. And the results..." Vivian smiled a little. "As you know." "Go ahead with the treatment. I'll find the best cancer specialist for you," Aaron said. "Aaron, my disease has entered the end-stage category. There is no hope," Vivian muttered. Aaron looked at Vivian with teary eyes. The man held both of Vivian's shoulders with a sad look. "There is still hope, Vi. Even if it's a little, I don't care. I want you to recover and stay alive with me!" he screa