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Choosen Chaos
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE—UNKNOWN—The air in the command hub was thick with the scent of expensive tobacco.A middle-aged man, dressed in a sharp, charcoal-grey suit that seemed out of place in the end times, reclined in a high-backed leather seat. He kicked his foot against the mahogany desk, twirling the chair in a slow, rhythmic circle. His eyes were fixed on the wall-sized array of monitors before him.He watched the replay of Trigger stepping out of the transport. He saw her eyes lock onto the lens, the subtle flash of her finger—the “one.”“Still playing both sides, girl,” he muttered, his voice a smooth, dangerous baritone.The screens shifted, displaying the carnage at the Vaughn Residence. He watched with coldness as Edgar transformed from a shivering child into a blur of hyper-violent motion. He watched the eye pop, the throat-crushing, the sickening moment of the forced feeding.The man’s expression didn't flicker with horror. It darkened with a simmering, righteous anger. He di
Replacement In The Frost
ADVISORY: READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISEDThe following chapters contain graphic depictions of extreme violence, visceral horror, and psychological trauma. This content includes scenes of intense physical assault and gore that may be disturbing to some readers.Intended for mature audiences only.CHAPTER FORTY-FOURThe silence that followed the pop of Edgar’s eye was more deafening than the missile blast.The scavenger who had struck him froze, his hand still curled into a fist, staring down at the wet, twitching orb on the floorboards. For a heartbeat, the room was suspended in a vacuum of disbelief.Then, Edgar screamed. “My... eye,” Edgar rasped, his voice dropping an octave into a gravelly resonance. “You broke... my eye.”The burly scavenger sneered, trying to shake off the sudden chill crawling up his spine.“It was already broken, you little freak! I'll break the rest of—”He never finished the sentence.Edgar moved. He lunged, his small fingers locking around the scaveng
The Wrong House
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE The armored transport ground to a halt, its heavy treads churning the frozen earth into fine, white powder. Trigger stepped out, the -132°C wind whipping her dark hair like a lash. She adjusted her goggles, and the digital display flickered. Behind her, the twenty “desperate” scavengers Collin had promised spilled out of the secondary vehicles. They were a pathetic sight—wrapped in layers of mismatched fur and plastic, their eyes wild with a hunger that bordered on insanity. Charles, their self-appointed leader, stepped forward, his breath coming in ragged, steaming plumes. Trigger looked between the two structures. To the left stood a sprawling structure. It was massive, surrounded by a towering, featureless black fence. Aside from its sheer size and the oppressive height of its perimeter, it looked like a cold, dead warehouse. There was no warmth in its silhouette, no sign of life behind its dark, matte walls. She huffed and rolled her eyes. To the right,
The Scalpel and the Snake
CHAPTER FORTY-TWOThe silence that followed Trigger’s ultimatum was heavy. Collin straightened his back, his face wore a hard mask of suspicion.“If you’re truly from IVDS,” he began, his voice gravelly and low, “then why are you really here? A high-ranking tech-asset doesn't just stumble into a vulture’s nest because the heater broke. What is your real play?”Trigger didn’t move. She didn't even blink. She simply let a slow, mocking shadow of a smile touch her lips.“You aren’t in a position to audit me, Collin,” she said, her voice like velvet over steel. “You’re in a position to survive. Whether I’m here on orders or on a whim doesn't change the fact that I’m the only person in this frozen hellscape who knows your heart is blacker than Rex’s. Ally with me honestly, and as time goes by, you’ll understand my purpose. Until then? Just follow my lead.”Collin’s jaw worked as he processed the dismissal. He hated her—hated her composure and her sharp tongue—but he hated the thought of Re
The Devil's Bargain
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE The atmosphere in the room shifted instantly from cold to lethal. Trigger walked back inside the room and sat on the bed. She stayed perched on the edge of the cot, her thumb tracing the seam of the data tablet, looking for all the words like she was bored. “Get out,” Collin repeated, “The Black Vultures have enough scavengers. We don’t need a stray dog who thinks she can bite the hand that feeds her. Disappear tonight, and I might forget I saw you tampering with the terminal.” Trigger tilted her head, a stray lock of dark hair falling over her eyes. “I’m unfazed by threats from men who have to knock to feel powerful, Collin. You’re talking about me leaving? I just got comfortable.” Collin let out a harsh, mocking bark of a laugh. He took two heavy steps into the room, crowding her space. “You think because you caught Rex’s eye, you’re safe? You’re a dime-a-dozen honey trap. You use your face to get through the door and your body to stay in the room. It’s cheap
The Price of Warmth and Steak
CHAPTER FORTY Tristan’s knuckles were bleeding, the skin tearing away as he hammered a decorative stone against the three-foot-thick wall of ice. Through the translucent barrier, he could see the warm glow of the foyer, but it might as well have been on the moon. Suddenly, the external garden speakers crackled. The sound was so crisp it seemed to vibrate the frost on Tristan’s eyelashes. “You’re going to break that rock before you break that ice, Tristan.” Tristan froze, his chest heaving with ragged, frozen breaths. “Zane? Is that you? Open the door! My hands… I can’t feel my hands!” “I know,” Zane’s voice was smooth, conversational. “I watched your fingers turn grey three minutes ago. A fascinating process, really. High-stage frostbite.” “Open the door, you ungrateful brat!” Tristan roared, his voice cracking. “I’m your uncle! I took you in when you had nothing!” “Is that what you call it?” Zane’s laugh was a dry, hollow sound. “Or are you the man who used my inherita
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