All Chapters of STAR ACADEMY : Chapter 211
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New Proposition.“What do you think of her plan?” Wilder asked with a straight face, his hands in his pocket as he strode in step with Daemon. “Will it work out?”Daemon did not reply for a few seconds as he checked his watch, and when he replied, he completely ignored Wilder's question.“Has anyone other Alpha reached out to you?”Wilder sighed at his response and shook his head. “Only three Alphas have shown interest so far.”“Apart from Alpha Callow, who else?”“I know that Alpha Nolan and Alpha Ryker are planning to join hands with Lilian. Alpha Nowel will undoubtedly be on our side even though he hasn't revealed the patron for this pack yet.”“And the other four Alphas?”“I guess they are still contemplating their answers.”They reached the large garage beside the pack house and it was filled with different kinds of expensive cars– mostly acquired by the late Alpha Blackthorn and was now given to Daemon to be used at his disposal. They walked confidently into the garage, their b
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A“Everyone here will listen to you, please…" Tears started forming in the former Luna's eyes. “This is the only pack I've ever known since birth. During my exile, Cailan and I could barely survive it. Just let us stay under the protection of this pack, it doesn't matter if we have a place to live in… I promise to do anything you ask me to do.”Lilian's brow raised for a fraction of a second, it was so fast that you could barely notice it. What was this woman playing at? Why did she have to add that last clause? Lilian felt like she was being lured into a trap, but she couldn't see the beginning and end of the trap to know how to evade it. She finally decided to go with the flow.“Okay…" The air around Lilian finally changed, and she sat up with the aura of a queen looking at a lowly subject. “You will have to clean the building where the party will be held. It has to be spotless before tomorrow morning. You have barely six hours to be done before decorations start. Now, scram." Her v
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Chapter 80Convincing Father.The cellar was cold and dimly lit as Lilian tiptoed barefooted into it. The bile rose to her throat when she saw him, a small sack covered over his face.“Father?” She whispered as she inched further, her fingers reaching the rough sack over his head, her heart pounding in wonder — would he remember her, or would he be just like her mother?She quickly slid the sack off his head, and her eyes were met with the cold and stern eyes of her father. Lilian could feel her nerves wracking. There were days that her father had scared her, almost every day actually. It was only on rare occasions that he smiled at her, or helped her with anything.“So…" He began, his eyes were drooping, and his lips were busted. “You finally got with the Predator, huh? You didn't fulfill your purpose anymore?” He snarled at her, making her jump in her bones.“He's my mate, dad.” Lilian whispered back. “I couldn't just kill him. Besides, it's a lot more complicated than that.”“Yeah…
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This is illegal.""Then sue me." Dante opened the office door. "Good luck finding a lawyer who'll take that case. You're an temporary hire. I can let you go for any reason or no reason at all. Now get out of my office."Carter wanted to flip the desk. Wanted to grab Dante by his cheap tie and tell him exactly what kind of fraud he was running. Wanted to march down to HR and lay out every shady deal he had noticed in the past three months. But he had tried that route before, at the last job. It had ended with security escorting him out and a reputation as a troublemaker that followed him to the next interview.So he stood up, walked out, and went to his desk. His coworkers avoided eye contact. They had all watched this happen to someone else at some point. Nobody wanted to be associated with the guy getting fired.The contents of his desk fit into a single cardboard box. A few pens. A coffee mug Elena had given him last Christmas. A small succulent plant that was somehow still alive de
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The corridors of Octavian's underground facility stretched ahead like concrete arteries. Michael pressed his back against the cold wall, fighting to control his breathing. Every muscle in his body ached from the beating, but adrenaline kept him moving forward.Korvich moved beside him with surprising speed for someone her age. Her eyes tracked every detail of their surroundings, cataloging security cameras, door locks, and potential escape routes. She held the stolen pistol with the confidence of someone who had used firearms before."The patrol change happens in about ten minutes," Korvich whispered, checking the guard's wristwatch she had taken during their escape. "We need to reach the laboratory level before then."Michael nodded, clutching the rifle despite the way its weight pulled at his injured ribs. The weapon felt foreign in his hands, but the alternative was facing Octavian's guards empty-handed. That was not a mistake he intended to make twice.They moved in silence, follo
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The weight of Ava's rejection settled over Michael like a suffocating blanket. He stared at her emotionless face, searching desperately for any flicker of the consciousness he had known and loved. But there was nothing there except that cold look."Now that you understand the situation," Octavian said, moving to stand beside Ava with obvious pride, "we can discuss your role in the next phase of development.""My role?" Michael asked, though he dreaded the answer."You formed the strongest emotional bond with Ava's original personality matrix," Octavian explained. "That connection created neural pathways and response patterns that are still embedded in her core programming. While I have successfully suppressed her emotional responses, I haven't completely eliminated them."He gestured toward the screens showing Ava's system diagnostics. Among the streams of data, Michael could see occasional spikes and fluctuations that seemed to occur without cause.“These glitches you see are the las
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"Quantum processors?" he read aloud. "Neural mesh cables? Bio-mimetic skin patches?""Those are the primary components I need for basic system optimization," Ava explained. She sat on his futon, still wearing his oversized clothes. "The quantum processors will improve my processing speed. The neural mesh cables will enhance my sensory input. And the bio-mimetic patches will help with my external appearance.""Right." Michael pulled out his phone and started searching. His heart sank with each result. "Ava, these components are too expensive.""I understand the financial burden is significant," said Ava."Significant?" Michael laughed bitterly. "One quantum processor costs more than my rent. And you need three of them."Ava tilted her head. "Perhaps there are alternative sources?""Like what? The black market for robot parts?""Retail shops sometimes contain simpler versions of these components."Michael grabbed his keys. "Fine. Let's see what the tech store across the street has to sa
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Phillip stared at his trapped wrist in disbelief. He pulled against Ava's grip, his face reddening with effort."Let go of me!" He yanked harder, his whole body straining. "What the hell is this thing?"But Ava's grip remained steady. Phillip planted his feet and pulled with everything he had, his muscles bulging, sweat beading on his forehead. Nothing. His wrist might as well have been clamped in a steel vise."I said let go!" Phillip's voice cracked with frustration and something that might have been fear.Michael couldn't help himself. A snort of laughter escaped.Phillip's eyes snapped to him. "What the hell are you laughing at?""Nothing," Michael said, but he was still smiling. After years of being pushed around by guys like Phillip, seeing one of them completely helpless was oddly satisfying.Phillip's face twisted with fury. "You think this is funny?" He swung his free hand at Michael's face.But before the punch could land, Ava's other hand shot out and caught Phillip's wrist
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Michael opened his apartment door to find three men standing in the hallway. They looked like they'd walked out from that Matrix movie, with their long identical suits and slicked hair."Michael Sullivan?" the lead agent asked, holding up a leather badge wallet."That's me.""Agent Bernard, FBI Financial Crimes Unit. These are Agents Sanchez and McClain. We need to discuss some suspicious activity you're involved in."Michael stepped aside, gesturing them into his apartment. "Of course. I'm happy to cooperate with any investigation."The three men filed in, their eyes scanning the space with barely concealed disappointment. Whatever they'd expected, Michael's studio apartment clearly wasn't it."Nice place," Agent Sanchez said with a smirk. "Very... humble for a billionaire."Agent Bernard shot his colleague a warning look. "We're here about the thirty million dollar scandal. Can you explain the source of these funds?"Michael settled onto his couch, projecting calm while his mind rac
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Michael sat in his cramped living room, staring at the local news broadcast on his phone. The reporter, a polished woman with perfectly styled hair, spoke excitedly about yesterday's incident. "In a shocking turn of events, Maxwell Medici was arrested last night following what appears to be a family dispute that escalated into alleged breaking and entering. The incident occurred at the apartment building of Michael Sullivan, the recently acknowledged illegitimate son of billionaire Frank Medici..."Michael switched off his phone. "Family dispute," he muttered. "That's what they're calling attempted burglary now?"Ava remained motionless in her charging position by the window, her silver-blue eyes dim and unfocused. She'd been in low-power mode for nearly fifteen hours now, and Michael felt uncomfortably lonely without her. The silence in the apartment was broken only by the occasional hum of her systems.A sharp knock at the door made Michael jump. He approached cautiously, peering t