Glitch

Carmine Horiental is just your average hot-tempered teenager. She expects her best friend to ditch her for his girlfriend, her brothers to make her morning as awful as possible, and the bus to pick her late for school. What she does not expect is to get kidnapped out of the blue alongside her friends.

It gets even worse when they are being used as guinea pigs for Maverick Incorporated. A game company that does a lot of shady things in the background.

Carmine and her friends are introduced to Matrix - the fight for power. They have to survive in this new dicey and scary world. In a virtual-reality world where irregulars such as Carmine are outcasts and a certain grey-eyed man harbours a deep hatred for her kind.

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Excerpt:

I feel, I think the word is... useless. While I'm standing here, my friends are busy preparing for a mission I won't be of much use anyways. Stupid Carmine, stupid. Only now do I notice the glares I'm getting from villagers. The looks of scorn of their faces. The dejection, the rejection. I can see it all on their faces. I wonder why they all look at me like that... because I'm the irregular?

"The second term: You can't sell me out to anyone or the deal's off. Now the deal's off, and I'm leaving." He whispers, then it takes a phase for him to realise our close proximity. He doesn't move an inch though, as if I would run away if he does... not that I won't.

His aura turns dangerously weary as he approaches me and doesn't stop until my back hits a tree and the space between us is as little as a centimeter and he looks at me with so much venom. "Well you're right irregular, I would be delighted if you died right now. But where's the fun in that?" His face turns smug and a tiny smirk pulls on his lips, his breath fanning my face. "We're just getting to know each other afterall."

Things are about to get steamy.

When fire meets ice.