Novels by Castaway Castout

It was a very pleasing Saturday and the birds were chirping and the sun was shining at its full radiance. Not a moment later, a sound of alarm awakened a young lady who was covered with a blanket and a facial mask for her daily skin care routine. She brushed her hair and headed to her shower room to start the day. It was the most exciting day for Rhianna —she never dated any man ever since she was in junior high. Because of her obsession with science and her nerdy aspects, she was often called a weirdo back then. Although her appearance and personality was never the reason she’s bullied; after all, there should be no reason to bully. One is just an asshole for making an excuse to ruin someone’s life, therefore, a bully is a bully.After all those setbacks and bullying, she was encouraged to do her skin care routine and daily exercises. She got her braces removed and started to wear contac

“So… It is possible.” “Of course! You are talking to the great Rhianna, everything is possible. Though, if your blood isn’t compatible like Keisha has, whelp, I might as well have my words as an appetizer.” Rhianna said as both she and Zhackary in a room filled with scientific apparatus and gizmos. “I am counting on you.” These were the conversations that they had before a large project was upheld. It all started with a movie advertisement from an electric pole in an old abandoned suburb. Zhackary was having his daily jog and decided to come to this neighborhood. He decided on this place as there are no reported terrorist sightings anywhere near the place, but for safety precautions, he has a colt 45 revolver and a pocket knife with him.

The following day came as the beginning of the week’s training for the incoming capturing games. Everyone woke up as early as even before the sun would rise up. From inside Keisha’s tent, she could hear the jogs of the men on training, syncing with their trainer’s counting. The one who was counting had a familiar voice that Keisha could easily recognize.“Zhackary Veras…”The young lady muttered his name as she hovered towards the counter where a coffee maker sat. Although she was not into caffeine and that she was also intolerant, she thought of having the necessity to at least have a cup of it. Throughout the night, she couldn’t seem to make herself sleep about what she felt that time after hearing Zhackary’s cold reply. However, she had no clue what that certain feeling was and decided to just brush it off. As

New morning, new beginnings. The Cipher and the other existing factions decided to start up the upcoming game meeting to explain the rules of the game. The room was filled with alcoholic drinks and some music that indicated a little party that was about to happen when the meeting ended. All wore their most beautiful dresses and tux because it was a formal occasion after all. The whole facility was guarded by the Philippine Military itself and the place was off limits to the people who don't live in the country. All representatives came except the Utopians though they did an online call just to hear the rules. Keisha from the corner, who stood with Zhackary while taking a sip from her wine glass, rolled her eyes, “Is he frightened of showing his ass up here?” She chuckled in an ironic way before she could continue her next sentence. “Well after all, who wouldn’t be scared after some ‘beast’ strangled him a

Twenty-four hours after Utopian’s defeat, in his room, Iyaz was thinking on how to break Cipher’s defense. It seemed like he was struggling a lot because of such defense and an exquisite force that was acquired by his rivals. He was running out of ideas; neither airstrike nor attacking from behind wouldn’t let him get the triumph he thirsted for. Sabotaging the base from the inside was not an option as well.The room was now filled with shattered glass and broken furniture. Bullets scattered on the floor as well as bullet holes all over the walls. It appeared that he couldn’t sleep even after swallowing a bunch of sleeping pills lingered on his table where he continuously smashed his head. All he could ever think of was that he would always be defeated easily. He couldn’t even defeat them with his resources alone.The upper p

The fields were nothing but filled with the remains of the dead men who invaded the Ciphers’ defenses, some got separated from their torsos, some have lost their heads, and some were completely smashed into pieces that one could not recognize anymore. One would be left with trauma seeing this gruesome phenomenon, even I, the author of this book would want to heave. This was indeed a large bloody porridge for anthropophagi, but not for those who would want their tongues clean.Zhackary and the rest of his team spent their night to find Keisha’s body among the fields filled with corpses from tonight’s activity. The stench of death ruined their noses and it drove them sick.A familiar chap approached Zhackary, all exhausted and unwell as he was about to state his report. It was Jeffery who was running and panting towards him. He pointed his finge