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Blood Thirst: God of War Keeping Watch
Miley didn’t remember when she had drifted off to sleep. The last thing she remembered was stepping out of the shower. Although her mind was still quite rattled from the chaos, she was feeling a little better after following Julius' suggestion. By that time, a cup of hot chocolate was not waiting at her bedside. Julius must have left it there for her. Miley was sure that after being so close to being abducted in her own home, there was no way she would be able to get a wink of sleep tonight. But still, the hot chocolate was tempting and she did take a few sips after sliding under her covers. When her eyelids began to droop, her mind was focusing on the steady sound of his footsteps pacing outside her door, letting it soothe her frazzled nerves. Just like he said, he would be keeping watch over her.And somehow, even in sleep, she trusted him. The next time she opened her eyes, she could hear the very same sound in the background. At first, she thought her mind must be stuck in
Blood Thirst: God of War Regret?
The lady who had spoken up was none other than Penelope Denver; a popular socialite in her twenties, who was now approaching her sixties with the same arrogance as her youth. Mrs. Denver’s voice rang through the crowd once again, as she fixed her gaze on Julius, recognizing him instantly. “Well, I suppose charity begins at home! Though I never imagined it would extend to letting just anyone into such esteemed company." The woman’s fingers, covered in rubies, were wrapped around a champagne flute, her eyes narrowed at Julius.She was an old friend of the late Mr. Garcia, Quella’s grandfather. And she had always resented Julius presence, ever since Mr. Garcia had chosen Julius for his granddaughter, instead of Penelope’s son. She didn't think her son's gambling habits were a good enough reason to reject him, even though the man had buried his whole family under poker debts and court orders.But just because the generational wealth had gone, it didn't mean the generational pride an
Blood Thirst: God of War Shame?
Quella’s fingers rested lightly on Kenneth’s arm, apparently, she wasn't done yapping yet. Miley’s lips twitched, but she suppressed her smile. She knew Quella was trying to push her buttons, and using any excuse to provoke her. Two could play at this game, she thought as she took a slow sip from her glass, nodding with wide eyes as if she had been convinced, and was now listening to every word with rapt attention. And Quella was really enjoying the feeling of superiority. “Maybe, it's not that you don't have anything to show off. I mean, not everyone is as blessed, but confidence can make up for some of the things you lack, you know? Kenneth says he loves confidence in a woman. ALL the REAL men do, after all. Isn’t that right, darling?”Her jab was clearly directed towards Julius, who simply rolled his eyes. Meanwhile, Kenneth gave a smug nod. “Confidence is everything in a woman! And listen, Miley! If someone is preventing you from expressing yourself the way you like, maybe th
Blood Thirst: God of War Avenge me!
Quella didn’t say a single word throughout the whole elevator ride. As they approached the basement parking, she stormed toward the car without looking back, channeling all her frustration, fury and humiliation into her feet as she stomped forcefully. Her cheeks were dry but her eyes were glassy with unshed tears, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggled to maintain her composure in front of the hotel staff. Her arms were swinging stiffly at her sides, she was suddenly extremely aware of the fact that every eye in the building was on her… that everyone was whispering about her.That they all knew about her secrets… it wss unbearable to think that they were all laughing at her humiliation! For the first time in her life, she was walking without noticing the admiring glances thrown her way, tossing her hair… because the shame of having anyone's eyes on her, was unbearable! As soon as the car door opened, she slid into the back seat, arms wrapped tightly around herself.
Blood Thirst: God of War 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
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
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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
Avenge me!
Quella didn’t say a single word throughout the whole elevator ride. As they approached the basement parking, she stormed toward the car without looking back, channeling all her frustration, fury and humiliation into her feet as she stomped forcefully. Her cheeks were dry but her eyes were glassy with unshed tears, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she struggled to maintain her composure in front of the hotel staff. Her arms were swinging stiffly at her sides, she was suddenly extremely aware of the fact that every eye in the building was on her… that everyone was whispering about her.That they all knew about her secrets… it wss unbearable to think that they were all laughing at her humiliation! For the first time in her life, she was walking without noticing the admiring glances thrown her way, tossing her hair… because the shame of having anyone's eyes on her, was unbearable! As soon as the car door opened, she slid into the back seat, arms wrapped tightly around herself.
Shame?
Quella’s fingers rested lightly on Kenneth’s arm, apparently, she wasn't done yapping yet. Miley’s lips twitched, but she suppressed her smile. She knew Quella was trying to push her buttons, and using any excuse to provoke her. Two could play at this game, she thought as she took a slow sip from her glass, nodding with wide eyes as if she had been convinced, and was now listening to every word with rapt attention. And Quella was really enjoying the feeling of superiority. “Maybe, it's not that you don't have anything to show off. I mean, not everyone is as blessed, but confidence can make up for some of the things you lack, you know? Kenneth says he loves confidence in a woman. ALL the REAL men do, after all. Isn’t that right, darling?”Her jab was clearly directed towards Julius, who simply rolled his eyes. Meanwhile, Kenneth gave a smug nod. “Confidence is everything in a woman! And listen, Miley! If someone is preventing you from expressing yourself the way you like, maybe th
