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Blood Thirst: God of War The scammer?
Kenneth leaned in the plush leather seat of the parked Mercedes, one ankle crossed over his knee as he scrolled through his phone. The glow of the screen illuminated his beady eyes, casting shadows across his face. A satisfied smirk formed on his face as he reviewed the footage one final time. He tapped a contact and lifted the phone to his ear. "Good!” He purred the moment the line connected. "Now post it. And make damn sure it is at the top of all the trends… I’m not paying you for nothing." The call ended and Kenneth exhaled, leaning his head back against the seat. "Didn’t I tell you, honeyplum?" He turned to Quella beside him, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction. “That I will make him pay." Quella gazed at him through half-lidded eyes, giving him a seductive smile. Without a word, she leaned into him, her head resting against his shoulder, pressing her breasts against his arm that drew a low chuckle from him. "Yes, baby!” She cooed, her fingers tracing
Blood Thirst: God of War Tides turned
Julius was in the backseat of the black car, looking sideways out of the tinted windows. The glow from his phone screen illuminated his face, but his expression remained unreadable. Miley sat beside him in silence, casting worried glances at him, but Julius was looking more self- assured than ever. He tapped a single contact on his phone, which was an encrypted line. The call connected after one ring.“This is the God of War. You must have seen the articles, just initiate full sweep. I want every article, every post, every scrap of that trash gone. Everywhere.”The voice on the other end replied instantly, no questions asked. “Understood, sir.”Julius ended the call and leaned back, catching Miley's eye and gave a half-smile.“Now, it's time to show them who owns the board.”---At the Garcia Mansion, the fragrance of fresh roses was spread in Quella's bedroom, as two figures huddled on the bed under the warm candle light. Kenneth was sprawled in bed, trying to catch his breath, a
Blood Thirst: God of War To be exposed
A sharp knock echoed through the apartment, breaking the complete silence that was present between Kenneth and Quella as they sat on the edge of their messy bed, clutching their phones and trying to retrieve the articles from their search history. Kenneth, still shirtless, frowned and stood up.“That must be the delivery guy,let me check” he muttered, throwing on a pair of joggers and walking toward the front door.But as soon as he opened the door his eyes widened in surprise.Two uniformed officers stood before him, one of them holding up a badge. “We are here for Mr. Kenneth Colton?” the taller officer asked.Kenneth straightened his spine and folded his arms, wary. “Yeah?I am Kenneth Colton. What do you want and why are you here in the first place?”“We need you to come with us right this instant,” the officer said firmly. “You've been summoned.”Kenneth scoffed. “Excuse me? Summoned? What kind of joke is this? You can’t just barge into someone’s home like this. I’m a respectabl
Blood Thirst: God of War Pick a side!
Kenneth’s smirk deepened as he crossed his arms, squaring off against Julius with the air of a man who had already won. “What is there to see?” he taunted. “Haven’t you learned the truth even after years of experiencing the same thing?”Julius looked calm, unbothered. “Who knows,” he said coolly, “when the tide will turn.”Kenneth laughed aloud, loud enough to draw a few side glances. “Tide?” he scoffed. “Do you even know what happens to cockroaches like you when the tides actually turn? You’re swept away by the current and die.” He gave a mocking little clap. “Such poetic nonsense. Keep dreaming, Julius.”He stepped a little closer, eyes gleaming with malice. “By the way, haven’t you brought your little insurance policy with you?” Julius raised an eyebrow, confused, and Kenneth grinned. “Your girlfriend. The one who’s always conveniently around to bail you out. Who else?”Julius didn’t respond. His silence only emboldened Kenneth further.“Although,” Kenneth drawled, “I’ll admit, you
Blood Thirst: God of War Apologize to me!
Kenneth had been raised by a mother who saw the sun rise and set on his shoulders. She taught him that whenever he found himself walking in the direction opposite to the crowd, it wasn’t a reason to question his path. No! It's simply the others who were wrong, because he was special. People just didn’t understand his brilliance yet. That belief had been reinforced so thoroughly in Kenneth's mind, that even after being an adult, he had never once thought to pause and analyse himself.So, even as the murmurs dulled into silence and the air shifted with tension, he didn’t think to stop. He continued, loving the sound of his own voice as he bashed Julius non- stop, as if the universe was going to give him a round of applause at the end. “It’s fine!”Kenneth announced grandly, “Since you don't have any of your usual sassy little remarks to dig your own grave with, Julius! Then I’ll be the one to display some grace.”He turned toward Julius with mock sympathy in his eyes. “You see, I’m
Blood Thirst: God of War Prize Distribution?!
The Mayor slammed his palm down on the polished table with a loud bang! Even the officials on either side of him straightened slightly, but his eyes were focused on a single person. He spoke in a voice saturated with irritation as he addressed the man who had been gaining the attention of everyone in that room, with his dramatics.“Is there anything else you have to say, Mr. Kenneth?”For a brief moment, Kenneth flinched. The tone was rude, like someone was scolding him. And he was definitely nor used to hearing such harsh, grating noises. But to his credit, he quickly recovered, convincing himself that despite the tone, at least the Mayor’s words were still technically respectful. So, choosing to play it safe, he put on his most diplomatic voice.“As far as this topic is concerned, I do have a lot more to say, sir. But I can’t help wondering, why are we wasting our time discussing this loser at all?”He waved a dismissive hand toward Julius, happy to push him into the pit if he cou
Blood Thirst: God of War Golden boy
Kenneth stumbled back a step, sputtering in disbelief. His voice trembled at first, but quickly grew louder as he began to ramble, hands flailing slightly in a desperate attempt to control the narrative.“This… this is a trap!” he exclaimed. “I was told this was an important meeting! Police officials invited me! I came here thinking it was about a medal—maybe a post, a ceremony—how can this happen?”He looked around, hoping to find at least one sympathetic face in the room, but all he saw were officials with clipped expressions and Julius, leaning against a wall with a tired smirk.“My reputation is spotless!” Kenneth insisted. “I’m the son-in-law of the Garcias, for God’s sake! How can there be evidence? There can’t be! This is absurd!”Superintendent Covey raised an eyebrow, his voice dry. “Do you wish to give an official statement regarding the evidence, Mr. Kenneth?”Kenneth’s lips trembled. “What... what evidence?”Covey simply gestured to the officer beside him. “Tell him, Rich
Blood Thirst: God of War Surprise?
As Kenneth was dragged out of the room by the officers, still shouting half-formed threats and protests, Superintendent Covey turned to Julius with a tired but resolute expression.“Thank you, Officer Covey,” Julius said quietly, his voice earnest.But Covey shook his head. “No need for thanks. This is my job. Besides…” he added, eyes narrowing as he looked toward the exit Kenneth had just disappeared through, “brats like him—rich, spoiled ones—they often get out on bail before the ink even dries. But I’ll make sure he doesn’t escape for good. If we let him go, then what’s the point of law at all? Justice shouldn’t only apply to the poor.”Julius gave a silent nod, understanding the frustration in Covey’s voice. There were battles still to come. But for now, this one was over.---Miles away, Miley’s phone buzzed in her hand. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Julius’s name flash across the screen.“Hello?” she answered quickly.“It’s over,” Julius said on the other end, his voice
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Surprise?
As Kenneth was dragged out of the room by the officers, still shouting half-formed threats and protests, Superintendent Covey turned to Julius with a tired but resolute expression.“Thank you, Officer Covey,” Julius said quietly, his voice earnest.But Covey shook his head. “No need for thanks. This is my job. Besides…” he added, eyes narrowing as he looked toward the exit Kenneth had just disappeared through, “brats like him—rich, spoiled ones—they often get out on bail before the ink even dries. But I’ll make sure he doesn’t escape for good. If we let him go, then what’s the point of law at all? Justice shouldn’t only apply to the poor.”Julius gave a silent nod, understanding the frustration in Covey’s voice. There were battles still to come. But for now, this one was over.---Miles away, Miley’s phone buzzed in her hand. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Julius’s name flash across the screen.“Hello?” she answered quickly.“It’s over,” Julius said on the other end, his voice
Golden boy
Kenneth stumbled back a step, sputtering in disbelief. His voice trembled at first, but quickly grew louder as he began to ramble, hands flailing slightly in a desperate attempt to control the narrative.“This… this is a trap!” he exclaimed. “I was told this was an important meeting! Police officials invited me! I came here thinking it was about a medal—maybe a post, a ceremony—how can this happen?”He looked around, hoping to find at least one sympathetic face in the room, but all he saw were officials with clipped expressions and Julius, leaning against a wall with a tired smirk.“My reputation is spotless!” Kenneth insisted. “I’m the son-in-law of the Garcias, for God’s sake! How can there be evidence? There can’t be! This is absurd!”Superintendent Covey raised an eyebrow, his voice dry. “Do you wish to give an official statement regarding the evidence, Mr. Kenneth?”Kenneth’s lips trembled. “What... what evidence?”Covey simply gestured to the officer beside him. “Tell him, Rich
Prize Distribution?!
The Mayor slammed his palm down on the polished table with a loud bang! Even the officials on either side of him straightened slightly, but his eyes were focused on a single person. He spoke in a voice saturated with irritation as he addressed the man who had been gaining the attention of everyone in that room, with his dramatics.“Is there anything else you have to say, Mr. Kenneth?”For a brief moment, Kenneth flinched. The tone was rude, like someone was scolding him. And he was definitely nor used to hearing such harsh, grating noises. But to his credit, he quickly recovered, convincing himself that despite the tone, at least the Mayor’s words were still technically respectful. So, choosing to play it safe, he put on his most diplomatic voice.“As far as this topic is concerned, I do have a lot more to say, sir. But I can’t help wondering, why are we wasting our time discussing this loser at all?”He waved a dismissive hand toward Julius, happy to push him into the pit if he cou
Apologize to me!
Kenneth had been raised by a mother who saw the sun rise and set on his shoulders. She taught him that whenever he found himself walking in the direction opposite to the crowd, it wasn’t a reason to question his path. No! It's simply the others who were wrong, because he was special. People just didn’t understand his brilliance yet. That belief had been reinforced so thoroughly in Kenneth's mind, that even after being an adult, he had never once thought to pause and analyse himself.So, even as the murmurs dulled into silence and the air shifted with tension, he didn’t think to stop. He continued, loving the sound of his own voice as he bashed Julius non- stop, as if the universe was going to give him a round of applause at the end. “It’s fine!”Kenneth announced grandly, “Since you don't have any of your usual sassy little remarks to dig your own grave with, Julius! Then I’ll be the one to display some grace.”He turned toward Julius with mock sympathy in his eyes. “You see, I’m
Pick a side!
Kenneth’s smirk deepened as he crossed his arms, squaring off against Julius with the air of a man who had already won. “What is there to see?” he taunted. “Haven’t you learned the truth even after years of experiencing the same thing?”Julius looked calm, unbothered. “Who knows,” he said coolly, “when the tide will turn.”Kenneth laughed aloud, loud enough to draw a few side glances. “Tide?” he scoffed. “Do you even know what happens to cockroaches like you when the tides actually turn? You’re swept away by the current and die.” He gave a mocking little clap. “Such poetic nonsense. Keep dreaming, Julius.”He stepped a little closer, eyes gleaming with malice. “By the way, haven’t you brought your little insurance policy with you?” Julius raised an eyebrow, confused, and Kenneth grinned. “Your girlfriend. The one who’s always conveniently around to bail you out. Who else?”Julius didn’t respond. His silence only emboldened Kenneth further.“Although,” Kenneth drawled, “I’ll admit, you
To be exposed
A sharp knock echoed through the apartment, breaking the complete silence that was present between Kenneth and Quella as they sat on the edge of their messy bed, clutching their phones and trying to retrieve the articles from their search history. Kenneth, still shirtless, frowned and stood up.“That must be the delivery guy,let me check” he muttered, throwing on a pair of joggers and walking toward the front door.But as soon as he opened the door his eyes widened in surprise.Two uniformed officers stood before him, one of them holding up a badge. “We are here for Mr. Kenneth Colton?” the taller officer asked.Kenneth straightened his spine and folded his arms, wary. “Yeah?I am Kenneth Colton. What do you want and why are you here in the first place?”“We need you to come with us right this instant,” the officer said firmly. “You've been summoned.”Kenneth scoffed. “Excuse me? Summoned? What kind of joke is this? You can’t just barge into someone’s home like this. I’m a respectabl
Tides turned
Julius was in the backseat of the black car, looking sideways out of the tinted windows. The glow from his phone screen illuminated his face, but his expression remained unreadable. Miley sat beside him in silence, casting worried glances at him, but Julius was looking more self- assured than ever. He tapped a single contact on his phone, which was an encrypted line. The call connected after one ring.“This is the God of War. You must have seen the articles, just initiate full sweep. I want every article, every post, every scrap of that trash gone. Everywhere.”The voice on the other end replied instantly, no questions asked. “Understood, sir.”Julius ended the call and leaned back, catching Miley's eye and gave a half-smile.“Now, it's time to show them who owns the board.”---At the Garcia Mansion, the fragrance of fresh roses was spread in Quella's bedroom, as two figures huddled on the bed under the warm candle light. Kenneth was sprawled in bed, trying to catch his breath, a
The scammer?
Kenneth leaned in the plush leather seat of the parked Mercedes, one ankle crossed over his knee as he scrolled through his phone. The glow of the screen illuminated his beady eyes, casting shadows across his face. A satisfied smirk formed on his face as he reviewed the footage one final time. He tapped a contact and lifted the phone to his ear. "Good!” He purred the moment the line connected. "Now post it. And make damn sure it is at the top of all the trends… I’m not paying you for nothing." The call ended and Kenneth exhaled, leaning his head back against the seat. "Didn’t I tell you, honeyplum?" He turned to Quella beside him, his voice dripping with smug satisfaction. “That I will make him pay." Quella gazed at him through half-lidded eyes, giving him a seductive smile. Without a word, she leaned into him, her head resting against his shoulder, pressing her breasts against his arm that drew a low chuckle from him. "Yes, baby!” She cooed, her fingers tracing
Homefront Horizon
The rooftop bloomed back to life once the storm had passed.Waiters floated around as guests looked up expectantly murmurs soft and approving as Julius took the podium. The city’s majestic skyline spread out behind him, but everyone's attention was fixed on the tall figure in a navy suit. And even though he was completely a new face for some people standing there, his expression, his build and his self-assured attitude was making everyone believe that he completely belonged there.“Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen!” Julius began, his voice calm but firm. “Thank you for being here today, and for your patience. I know it hasn’t been the quietest gathering, but I hope to make it a meaningful one.”Soft chuckles rippled through the crowd.“My name is Julius Colton, and today, I would like to introduce something very close to my heart: Project Homefront Horizon. A special project that I would like to start, under the Hammonds Corporation; dedicated to the veterans of the Special Fo
