"There can be only one PB001." Sebastian declared loudly to Alex Creed. She was getting out of their control, someone needed to put her in her place. And that Someone was PB002. *** For years, Smoke had always been the top assassin for hire but one day, when she's given a mission to end the life of Sebastian Myrtle, things take a down turn. Now 5 years later, Smoke, who's living a perfectly normal life under the alias, Nora Kincaid is hired once again to kill another man. Alex Creed, business partner to Sebastian. But this time, she ends up shooting his son instead. In order to find out the truth, she has to navigate the web of lies, protect the people she has come to love and expose their plot. Will she succeed in her mission or would she lose it all?
***Somewhere in New York***
The sound of a door beeping open could be heard in the facility as a man wearing a lab coat came out of a room, a face mask on.
He took careful strides down the steel corridor illuminated by bulbs hanging overhead from the ceiling then lifted his card up to the door and has his eyes scanned as the doors opened up for him.
The room was dimly lit and a woman dressed in green overalls was strapped to a chair, tubes going through her arms .
At the other end of the room, a group of scientists were monitoring her vitals and taking notes down.
"Notice anything unusual?" The Doctor asked them. One of the scientists, a black American guy in afro spoke up first.
"Sir, we think her body is rejecting the new drug. If we keep this up, her system might shut down."
"If you were adjusting the dosages properly, I doubt that would happen." He replied harshly, glancing at the pale looking woman whose head was bent.
"She's barely alive, Sir. This here is showing her heart rate and blood pressure.." another scientist added circling some areas on the monitors. There were many red areas and few green areas.
"Do we have another subject? Someone else we can use to try out the drug?" The man asked them.
"No Sir."
"What do you mean no? Have you forgotten what this project is called?" He demanded.
"Excuse me sir but we've lost over a 300 patients in the last 5 years. Maybe it's time we put this drug to rest and focus on-"
"Don't you dare suggest what you think is right to me here! Perhaps, you don't know what is a stake. This drug is going to cause an awakening of the human mind, giving them access to use all parts of their locked up intuition and therefore possess unending power."
The facility door beeped open as a man with gray hair entered in with someone dressed in a black hood. As he came closer, it was evident that he walked with a limp, using a walking stick as well. He had a face mask on too.
"How's the project going?" The man asked.
"I'm afraid it might come to nought, Sir. I don't see any hope here in this for us."
"Hm." The gray headed man replied thoughtfully, his eyes watching the lady seated on the chair. Then he turned to the lady by his side with a smile.
"Alex, this is The NXT."
The man called director turned to the person with a hood over their face, only to meet with glowing emerald green eyes staring back at him. He moved back in shock.
The other man smiled at him.
"She's stronger than her prodigy, Alex. She's been very useful to us."
The NXT stretched out her hand to shake that of Alex, her grasp firm.
"That's er- great. So, why has- why have you come with her Sir?" Alex asked uncomfortably.
"I suppose that these humans are too weak to accept the new drug so, I have brought BABEL 002 for a trail and if it doesn't work, we'll give this up."
Alex's eyes widened in fear. "Are you sure about this , Sir? This could be very dangerous for her."
She chuckled. "I've seen worse and yet, here I am. I've agreed to volunteer myself as a test subject for this new drug afterall, if it does work, it's to our benefit; right?"
She asked, turning to look at Alex.
He glanced at the other man and then at the NXT.
"Mr Marcus, we have a new test subject. Can you please disengage the present subject and make preparation to set up the new one?"
The scientists exchanged glances with each other unsure of what to make of his request.
"But Sir, we can't do that yet. If we disengage this present specimen, she might die."
Alex turned to face them in a fit of rage.
"You already said there was no hope so why are you acting like the subject is going to get any better? I said, disengage and set up a new apparatus for the next test subject."
The scientists quickly rallied themselves and wheeled the woman out while Marcus asked for another apparatus to be brought in.
Another guy called Chan, came to meet her to get her changed into a subject attire as they set up the monitors and the tubes.
She came out dressed in green overalls like the former woman and was led to the chair where she was strapped.
"This is going to hurt. We need you to sign this form first that you agree-" Marcus presented a form to her, she flung it across the floor and it landed in front of Alex's feet.
She turned to Marcus and smiled.
"I didn't come here to talk Teletubby, I came here for business so quit briefing me or you'll end up getting flushed down the toilet with your belt wrapped around your neck."
Her voice was thick and smooth, her face mask still on.
The nurses came and did the normal procedures before passing the tubes through her arms.
"How do you feel?" Marcus asked from the other end of the room as he watched her vitals on the monitors.
"Normal. How come there are no tubes going through my legs yet or is that for when the party gets heated?"
She asked smugly. The scientists exchanged glances with one another as they watched her vitals.
"It's coming, are you ready for it?"
"Lol. I've been ready since I got in here, the question is; is it ready for-"
She froze on the chair as her hands clamped down on the arms of the chair, her eyes widening in shock.
"Marcus, what's going on?" Alex asked, a fearful look on his face. He and the other man went close, trying to get a closer look at her.
Her teeth chattered loudly and then she screamed.
Marissa Perez is a nurse at Hilltop hospital who has a seemingly normal life until one day, she's kidnapped by the Russian Mafia and the life of her father is in danger. Stefan Agron is the head of the Motolov Bratva, a secret organization that runs drug operations in the city of New York. He kidnaps Marissa and uses her to bait Nikita Aleksky, the son Monya Aleksky his rival, as a means of punishing for him for a sin he committed. Things get complicated as Nikita and Stefan begin to fall for Marissa, both of them drawn to protecting her and Stefan realizes that she's his prized possession, one he'd give anything to protect; even if its his family. Would Marissa be drawn to him as well or would she choose Nikita over him?
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They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
When Corynn mustered up the courage to tell Elliot about her pregnancy, she unexpectedly found him gallantly helping another woman from his car. Her heart sank as three years of effort to secure his love crumbled before her eyes, compelling her to leave him behind. Three years later, life had taken Corynn down a new path with someone else, while Elliot was left grappling with regret. Seizing a moment of vulnerability, he pleaded, "Corynn, let's get married." Shaking her head with a faint smile, Corynn gently replied, "Sorry, I'm already engaged."
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The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
22-year-old Evelyn Carter is attempting to start over in California while avoiding her past. She will be embarking on a new career path as a private school teacher. She is smart, attractive, and doesn't put up with nonsense. Who wouldn't notice her? However, what happens when she attracts the attention of someone unwilling to let her go? Who wants her and nothing else after falling in love at first sight? A 25-year-old billionaire CEO and single father, Lucian Carrington. He takes what he wants and he is also a very dangerous man. All it needed was one look at a stunning woman to realize she was HIS, even though he doesn't believe in relationships because they always end. Preview: Miss Carter, you will be mine. I say firmly. "Release my arm, Mr. Carrington, before I force you to." She says, seeming to smile at me. I give her a sly smile. Squeezing my wrist with her other hand, she twists it uncomfortably. I gave a painful hiss. "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Carrington." "This is the only time I will allow you to walk away from me, Miss Carter." She glared at me as she turned. "Mr. Carrington, I am no possession of yours." I was left standing there when she opened the classroom door and left.