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PRETTY LITTLE THIEF

24 year old Mastermind thief Isabelle Aisling, a.k.a red has made a name for herself as a cunning, skillful burglar. Her latest contract and Target is the notorious, wealthy mysterious Aiden Wells, a 35 year old successful and famous bachelor with a brutal reputation that precedes him in business and in lifestyle. Contracted to steal a priceless generational family heirloom worth billions of dollars from him. But things take a turn when she is caught red-handed by Aiden Wells himself. At the prospect of avoiding jail time. He proposes a shocking deal. That will either benefit them both or ruin them, if she chooses to agree. ................... .................. "Careful, you shouldn't say things like that, when you're alone with someone like me". His voice, a low sultry growl. Sending chills down her spine, making her instantly scared and maybe, just maybe a little excited.  "Or else what?", She taunted. Her eyes never leaving his. She stood her ground, refusing to back down as he continued to stalk towards her. "ohh....", he purred, his voice dark. He was finally close to her, Looming over her. The air was electric and suddenly too hot. They were too close, way too close. She could feel his warm breath on her skin. His golden, honey brown eyes, blazing with desires. She knew he was a dangerous force, but she gave into the burning sensation she felt. She asked again, barely in a whisper, "what are you going to do..?" Her dare hanging in the air,unanswered. A challenge to cross the imaginary boundary line between them. They stood there, eyes locked in a silent standoff.
Faith_afe · 1.9K Views

The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
JuniKelv_ · 2.9K Views

Euphoric Faith

In the world of Euphoria, sword, magic and faith had dominated lives for centuries, ever since the catastrophic period commonly referred as The Joining nearly destroyed the world. Those born with magical abilities, strive to become a Magus and are highly sought after. Those talented in warfare, became Sword Masters and are the backbone of many kingdoms. Those touched by diety had elevated their own position immediately, since miracles and spells utilising faith are always in short supply. Every since The Joining, many monsters have crossed the boundaries of Euphoria. Whole knightly orders and wizard towers dedicated their lives in an attempt to eradicate monstrosities roaming this world. The question that many asked themselves was: What would happen if there was a group capable of using magic, even if at basic level, skilled in combat and had a patronage of a god? Many objected, seeing a future where their own position of power would be threatened and refused this offer. Although there were few pure and honest mages and knights. They gathered in secrecy, hiring trusted alchemists in an attempt to transmute a body, to create a blueprint perfect for their purpose. They prayed to various gods, old and new arrivals but there was only one Goddess that responded. Alchemists we're often dubbed by commoners and those of faith as witches. So they took it upon themselves to name their new creation, using the very same foul moniker to spite those that wronged them... (Warning this is an 18+ novel. There are heavy, adult themes in it. Enter at your own discretion).
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RECOVER FROM INVESTMENT WEBSITES HIRE ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST

Website info: https://adwarerecoveryspecialist. com WhatsApp info:+12723 328 343 After three successful trades, I found myself a victim of a devastating scam that cost me a staggering £35,000. My initial experiences with the trading platform seemed promising, and for a while, I enjoyed making profitable trades. But everything changed when I realized that what I thought was a legitimate trading opportunity was actually a carefully orchestrated scam. The platform, which I had trusted with my funds, disappeared without a trace, and I was left in shock, confused, and completely devastated. At first, I couldn’t believe it. I had spent hours researching and ensuring the platform appeared to be reliable. Everything seemed legitimate, from the interface to the communication with customer support. But as time went on, I noticed red flags. My withdrawals were delayed, and my account seemed to be locked. When I reached out for help, I was met with evasive responses and increasingly unhelpful customer support. It became painfully clear that I had been deceived. I tried to contact Kraken, assuming the platform was somehow related, but quickly realized I was getting nowhere. My emails went unanswered, and the phone lines were either busy or disconnected. It felt like I was being brushed aside, and I was left to deal with this nightmare alone. I was desperate, frustrated, and unsure of what to do next. That’s when I decided to take matters into my own hands. I started researching online and came across stories of people who had faced similar scams. That’s when I found ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST, a company specializing in helping victims of financial scams recover their lost funds. It wasn’t easy—there were many moments when I doubted the process and questioned if it would even work. But I had nothing to lose, so I decided to give it a try. From the very first interaction, the team at ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST was professional, understanding, and determined to help me get my money back. Their expertise in tracing and recovering stolen funds was evident, and with their persistence, they were able to track down the scam and successfully recover my £35,000.If you’re reading this and have found yourself in a similar situation, I urge you to be extremely cautious before investing your hard-earned money into platforms or any others that might seem too good to be true. Email info: Adwarerecoveryspecialist (@) auctioneer.net And if you’ve already been scammed, don’t suffer in silence. Reach out to the experts at ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST . They were a lifeline for me during one of the darkest times in my life, and I am forever grateful for their help. Thanks to their diligence, I was able to reclaim my funds. Telegram info: https://t.me/adwarerecoveryspecialist1
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HOW DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY RECOVER STOLEN BITCOIN ASSETS

WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 contact @ digitaltechguard.com Telegram: digitaltechguardrecovery.com As a freelance artist based just outside of Austin, I had always relied on platforms like Upwork to sell my work and connect with clients. So when I first heard about NFTs, I was intrigued by the idea of using blockchain technology to sell my art and reach new buyers. It seemed like the perfect way to break free from the limitations of traditional platforms and finally make my digital creations more profitable. I came across what appeared to be a reputable NFT marketplace. The platform had a flashy interface and showcased prominent artists, while the online art community buzzed with excitement around it. This validation gave me the confidence to dive in. I spent weeks creating a new series of digital artworks, pouring my heart and soul into them, and then minted them as NFTs on this platform. The fees associated with minting were steep around $20,000 but I believed the potential returns would more than justify the investment. With my NFTs listed, I eagerly promoted them on social media, leveraging my experience from Upwork to engage potential buyers. I received a couple of bids, which filled me with optimism. It felt like everything was finally coming together. But that excitement quickly turned into confusion and frustration when I tried to withdraw the funds from the bids. Instead of receiving my earnings, the platform displayed an error message. When I reached out to their support team, they requested additional payments to "process my withdrawal." At first, the fees seemed minor, but then they escalated, with new demands for payment popping up regularly. The requests quickly spiraled into an endless loop. Days turned into weeks, and my hopes of seeing any return on my investment faded. It dawned on me that I had been scammed. The platform was a fake, and the supposed big-name artists likely part of an elaborate scheme to lure in unsuspecting creators like me. I was devastated both financially and emotionally and felt too embarrassed to tell anyone. I feared people would think I had been reckless or gullible. After confiding in a close friend, I felt a sense of relief. She suggested I reach out to Digital Tech Guard Recovery, a service that specializes in tracking down stolen digital assets and helping people who have fallen victim to online scams. Desperate, I contacted them, and to my surprise, they were able to recover my funds. The experience taught me a hard lesson, but it also gave me hope that not all was lost. It reminded me that even in moments of vulnerability, reaching out for help can lead to unexpected solutions.
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