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How I Recovered My Stolen Bitcoin of $580,600 with the Help of Wizard

My name is Melissa Reed, a Nurse Anesthetist with over 20 years of experience, based in Austin, Texas. I’ve spent my entire career taking care of others, but nothing prepared me for the emotional and financial trauma I experienced when I fell victim to an online cryptocurrency investment scam. I was lured in by what seemed like a legitimate opportunity high returns, strong testimonials, and professional-looking platforms. I invested over $580,600 worth of Bitcoin, my life savings and retirement funds. Within weeks, the entire platform disappeared, and so did my funds. I was devastated and ashamed. After extensive research and hesitation, I reached out to Wizard George Cyber Service and that was the turning point. From day one, their team treated me with compassion and professionalism. They explained the process, investigated the scam thoroughly, and used advanced blockchain tracing techniques to locate my stolen funds. They kept me updated every step of the way, and within a few weeks, they successfully recovered the full amount. Their expertise, transparency, and genuine concern for victims like me made all the difference. I cannot express how grateful I am for their service. If you’ve been scammed, please don’t suffer in silence Wizard George Cyber Service is the real deal. Contact Information: Website: https://wizardgeorgecyberservice.com Email: wizardgeorgecyberservice(AT) g m a l L. C o M
Melissa_Reed_5920 · 646 Views

Jujutsu Kaisen: Veilborne

In a world where Jujutsu sorcery has nearly vanished, and the strongest sorcerers lie buried beneath centuries of curses, one boy remains: Soya Gojo — the last bearer of the Six Eyes, born with the name of legends but cursed with broken vision. Years after Gojo Satoru’s death, Japan is plagued by horrific new curses called Jinmen — human-faced beasts born from shattered humanity. Sorcerers are few, hope is fading, and the ancient institutions that once protected the world lie in ruins. Soya, still just a student, fights to uphold his family’s legacy — not out of pride, but purpose. He believes the Jujutsu Age must endure, even if his Six Eyes no longer function as they once did. With fragments of Gojo’s vision and a new, unstable power of his own, Soya walks a tightrope between salvation and self-destruction. He is not alone. Riku, a quiet boy with terrifying potential hidden behind kindness. Hayate, a corrupted soul wielding a curse that eats away at everything — even his humanity. Megumi Fushiguro, a lone survivor still chasing the light Gojo once embodied. As the Jinmen evolve, and Domains twist into surreal nightmares, a greater mystery unravels — the rise of a blue-haired man, who creates cursed humans and moves like a ghost across history, manipulating the battlefield behind the scenes. At the edge of this dying era, sorcerers must ask: Is the revival of Jujutsu worth the blood it demands? And if Soya, with broken Six Eyes, cannot see the future clearly... who will? “The era of Jujutsu isn’t over. Not yet.”
CrashedWriter · 786 Views

The Path Beyond Script

In a world where power and control rewrite history, a boy named Kasel , 18 yr old, lives quietly—unnoticed, abandoned, surviving through routine and silence. But a suppressed memory stirs, disrupting the fragile rhythm of his existence. At the same time, a mysterious 18-year-old contract—tied to political power—is quietly beginning to collapse,slowly digging at the layers of rewritten history beneath it. The story unravels a hidden connection between a collapsing 18-year-old contract and a rewritten history hidden by the government—quietly investigated by two YouTubers driven by personal loss. It travels across private choices, political currents, and fragile minds—slowly peeling back the mystery of a forgotten incident from 11 years ago. ___________________________________ At the center is Kasel—an unnoticed, introverted 18-year-old boy living like a shadow. Orphaned, quietly longing for love, he works in a small shop, enduring mockery and monotony just to exist. Kasel’s mind often glitches—brief flashes of a memory he doesn’t understand, one he’s learned to ignore. But when a stranger appears—someone he doesn’t remember but might be connected to it all—everything begins to change. This arc follows Kasel’s psychological unraveling and the slow emergence of his past and truth . ___________________________________ This is a slow-burn political–psychological mystery thriller about memory, identity, control, and power.
Verax_author · 3.4K Views

Script Walker

Her fingers shook,not from weakness. From the need to control something. Anything. Me. "I want them all dead," she whispered into my shoulder. "Every. Last. One." I wrapped my arms around her. Let her tremble. Not because I cared. But because this was where empires were born: not on thrones, but in broken chambers and whispered grief. "It's already begun," I said into her hair. She looked up at me,those green eyes glassy with heat and hatred. "You'll kill them for me?" "No," I said. "I'll kill them for *us*." She kissed me like a drowning woman. No ceremony. No coyness. Just hunger and rage tangled into something that barely felt human. And I gave her what she needed,not love, not comfort, but the illusion of control. That's what sex is. A chess move with sweat. We collapsed onto her bed like monarchs of ashes. Her grief was my weapon. My whispers were her gospel. And somewhere, beneath all the heat and hatred, she forgot that her son had screamed. I didn't. Later, when the candlelight dimmed and she finally fell asleep beside me,arm thrown over my chest like a claim,I stared at the ceiling, replaying the scene in my mind. Her son's death wasn't clean. It wasn't meant to be. It was a ritual. One sacrifice to awaken a world not yet ready. I opened my HUD. [Narrative Skill: Cinematic Reflexes - Passive Trigger: PLANNED COMBAT SCENE- EXECUTED PERFECTLY] [Event Branching Complete: Historical Rewrite Unlocked] [Villain Proximity Rising: The Scriptorian watches your edits.] Good. Let him watch. The Director's Cut could hide behind his twisted timelines all he wanted,this was my spinoff now.
Nà_thaniel · 7K Views

Rebirth: The Villainous Young Master Doesn't Want to Follow the Script

******** (WARNING: This novel’s MC is Laurence’s disciple, since both of them love to cuss at everyone’s faces…. Just kidding! xD xD. Just like my other work that has a warning at the top… So, please read at your own risk! ^_^) (Note: This novel will undergo revisions from the start. Only chapter titles are available to read and to unlock. Editing chapters are under revision. Thank you! ^_^) ********* Not all villains are evil. Sometimes, their experiences and how others treated them shaped them into what they are today. ********* “How amusing! Do you really think that being labeled as a [tyrant], a [bully], and a [villain] would be that outstanding?! Why don’t you come here right now and let me punch you in the face so that you can wake up from your f*cking delusional sh*t!” ********* In his first life, for some unknown reason, he was betrayed, framed, and stripped of his status as a noble and labeled him as a “traitor” or in the worst case, a “villain”. Now, as he faced execution and prepared to die when suddenly an unknown entity called [system] offered him a chance to be a dimensional traveler, a being who transverse through the stars and space to countless worldlines in order to complete various tasks that was assigned to them. The system also promised him to grant his greatest desire should he ever consent to be bound by the [system]. With no other choice, he accepted the entity’s offer and after millennium years’ worth of transmigration, for some unknown reason, the system prompted him to be reincarnated back to his first life that he had forsaken…. As the “villainous” Third Young Master of Marquis Chevalier Household from Stellarus Empire. ********* Photo not mine. Credits to the owner.
empressblackrose09 · 381.8K Views
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