Grace Taylor

Stories 8
Chapters 4,192
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Reading 10 days, 3 hours10 d, 3 h
  • by Grace Taylor 52  Chichén Itzá "Hey, have you heard anything about the VIP?" A man on his thirties asked the woman by his side. "I've probably heard the same things as you, that he's a big shot archaeologist called in here by Walter Works himself to decipher the carvings." She replied as she tinkered with the equipment on her heavy looking backpack. It was a machine similar to Phlox's recycler, but instead of recycling it had different purposes ranging from communication to navigation and utilities. "I could…
  • by Grace Taylor 51  Welcome to the jungle Uriel enjoyed life on the zeppelin during the rest of the trip. Lavish food, nice clothes and people who treated him nicely, in short, it was heaven, but as much as he enjoyed getting spoiled he was so excited about the expedition he couldn't wait to land. If this was the old times, the zeppelin would have been able to fly over the ocean and arrive at their destination in a couple hours, but flying over the sea carelessly was too dangerous because of the unknown dangers…
  • by Grace Taylor 50  Shadow companion "Alright, all I need now is grab some stuff from my dorm and then I'll be ready to go today." Uriel addressed Nika who was standing by his side. "I don't think that'll be possible." Nika awkwardly replied. "What do you mean? Is there anything stopping us from departing?" "Actually, we set off a couple hours after you boarded the ship." She shrugged. "The trip should take less than two days, in the meantime you are allowed to do as you please and I'll be in charge of making…
  • by Grace Taylor 49  Sign me up Uriel's rational mind didn't have any space for mumble jumble about impossible cities and fantastic fountains with the made up ability to rejuvenate a person, but he had to admit that keeping an open mind would be the best course of action if he was to take part in the investigation. He listened to Walter's explanation that included the specifics about his job. "Our research has been at a standstill for so long that even our most accomplished personnel is now idle at the site.…
  • by Grace Taylor After leaving Dolminico's restaurant Uriel was holding on to the seat for the life of his. The woman behind the wheel proved to be a reckless driver, dodging other cars across the city without a care for the speed limit or transit laws. "Can you please slow down?" Uriel shouted, scared out of his skin as the vehicle sped across the city in heavy traffic. "I told you before, we're in a hurry. Something like this wouldn't be necessary if someone had picked up his phone before!" She gazed at him lifting…
  • by Grace Taylor Feeling cheated, Uriel called for the waitress to settle the bill as soon as possible, he didn't want to spend one more minute inside that restaurant near his nasty 'friend' whose intention had been to embarrass him at every chance. At this point he had no hopes of the hot brunette coming back to pay for dinner, let alone to take him on a Mapple corp. expedition. Worst of all, Mark made sure to bring all of the ones who participated on his meeting, including Cassandra, to humiliate him even further.…
  • by Grace Taylor "I'd like to apologize for not picking up the phone before, I really thought you were a saleswoman." Uriel awkwardly apologized after taking a seat at their table. "Please, don't apologize Mister Sage, it's only because of my incompetence that I couldn't find you before. We've been looking for you for a long while and... My! My! Now I realize I haven't even formally introduced myself. I'm Nika Garcia and I'm currently in charge of the Mapple corp. security. I've been tasked to find you and recruit you…
  • by Grace Taylor Uriel was running late as usual, only this time it wasn't because of his habit of waking up late but because he had to take the public transportation to get to Dolminico's restaurant and he got lost. Although it was a popular restaurant among the college students since it was relatively close to campus, it was also a high end place in the upscale part of the city and Uriel wasn't familiar with the place. The front face didn't look like much, if anything, it looked like a pre apocalyptic historical…
  • by Grace Taylor A couple days passed after they came back from the incursion and Uriel was now playing on his newly acquired smartphone. For the first time on his life he had one and there was a lot of catching up to do. He also created a social media account, something he had been trying to avoid for a long time because he didn't have means to keep his profile updated. The only computers he had access to were those in the faculty and it wasn't convenient for him to waste time like that. It was also the first time he…
  • by Grace Taylor When the doors of the Cryptid hunting agency opened and Uriel's hunting group came into the hall no one thought much of them. Even the receptionist barely lifted her eyes from the paperwork in front of her without much interest, after all the appearance of a young group of hunters all wounded and disheveled was nothing out of the ordinary, it was just a regular work day for her. It was only when Miss Dragonfang, the one appointed as team leader, finished writing the incursion report and handed it over…
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