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Mr. Mario's room, a dimly lit and confined space, was a reflection of his tumultuous thoughts and his increasingly desperate situation. The dwindling days of September cast long shadows through tattered curtains, further accentuating the gloom that seemed to envelop him. He paced back and forth, the aging floorboards groaning beneath his footsteps, as he tried to come to terms with the harsh reality that time was running out.September was rapidly drawing to a close, and with it, the ominous deadline for repaying Sergio loomed ever larger. Mario had dabbled in the shady corners of the city's underworld before, but this predicament was of an entirely different magnitude. The debt he owed was substantial, and the consequences of failing to repay it were too dire to contemplate. He needed a solution, and he needed it urgently.His thoughts continually circled back to a name – Theia. She held the key to his salvation, or so he believed. The elusive woman had vanished into the shadows, lea
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The city's pulse quickened as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows that danced across the bustling streets. Marcus stood in the dimly lit parking lot beside his unassuming car, his face concealed beneath the hood of a dark sweatshirt. His fingers danced over the small recording device he had wielded like a spy, replaying the pivotal conversation between Mr. Mario and Evelyn.The digital file was his ticket to influence, to maintain his position within a web of secrecy and power that ran deep within the city's underbelly. Marcus knew that the information he possessed was valuable beyond measure. With a few deft taps on the device's screen, he forwarded the recording to a secure location, ensuring it was tucked away from prying eyes.Once the data was safely stashed away, Marcus retrieved his smartphone, the screen bathed in an eerie, bluish glow. He dialed a number he had committed to memory, one that had remained dormant for far too long. Each ring felt like an etern
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Weeks passed, and Marcus found himself entrenched in the clandestine machinations of Alpha Galan's enigmatic world. The city's heartbeat pulsed with the rhythm of secrets, each echoing footstep and whispered conversation carrying its own hidden agenda. Marcus had become a shadow within the shadows, a vigilant sentinel on the lookout for any sign of Mr. Mario's movements.Theia's safety was his paramount concern, and he couldn't escape the gnawing guilt that accompanied his role in the intricate web that ensnared her. He had become a pawn in a grander scheme, one that remained shrouded in mystery. Alpha Galan had shared only morsels of information, keeping Marcus in a state of perpetual uncertainty.One chilly evening, Marcus received a cryptic message on his encrypted phone, summoning him to a dimly lit alleyway on the outskirts of the city. As he arrived at the appointed location, the shadows seemed to close in around him, and he couldn't help but feel as if he were walking into a tr
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A/N: Welcome to this captivating book, where you'll embark on a flawless literary journey, expertly blending the perspectives of first and third person pov, ensuring an enjoyable read free from any confusion. Enjoy!....The sterile hospital room felt suffocating as I sat on the edge of the uncomfortable plastic chair, my hands trembling in my lap. The air was heavy with anticipation, every passing second echoing with the impending news that would shatter my world. Dr. Harrison, a middle-aged man with kind eyes and a weary smile, entered the room, clutching a clipboard tightly against his chest. My heart pounded in my ears as he took a seat across from me."Theia," he began gently, his voice laced with a sense of somberness, "I'm afraid I have some difficult news to share with you." I braced myself, knowing that whatever he was about to say would alter the course of my life forever.He paused briefly, searching for the right words, before continuing, "Your grandmother, Mrs. Evelyn T
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At the small cabbage store, I meticulously arranged the cabbages by their size, my thoughts consumed by the doctor's unsettling news. My grandmother's life hung in the balance, and I felt an overwhelming responsibility to ensure she kept living. The prospect of facing this harsh world on my own seemed unbearable.Though tears threatened to escape, I steeled myself, determined to stand strong. Taking a deep breath, I sighed, sitting on the worn wooden chair my mind kept returning to the image of my grandmother waiting for me at home, and the weight of the situation intensified.Scanning the surroundings, I kept a keen eye out for potential customers, hoping to sell the fresh and delicious cabbages and earn much-needed income.After numerous sighs, a woman approached, her face beaming with a bright smile, and a sense of relief washed over me."Good day, ma'am," I greeted warmly, standing to welcome her."Good day, get me a bigger size of the cabbages," she ordered almost yelling.I knew
Owned By The Alpha The Girl In His Vision
The day had been long and grueling, and as the sun dipped below the horizon, I trudged wearily back to the small house I shared with my beloved grandmother. The weight of exhaustion hung heavily upon my shoulders, but my heart lifted at the thought of being in the comforting presence of the woman who had been my rock since childhood.As I approached the familiar wooden door, a subtle unease began to gnaw at my gut. I glanced down, and my heart sank – no shoes were placed outside, as my grandmother would always do. My mind raced with worry and confusion."Is grandma at home? Why are her shoes not here?" I questioned myself, hoping for a reasonable explanation.Curiosity tugged at me like an insistent child, and I couldn't resist. I pushed the door open, and the dimly lit living room welcomed me, but something was amiss. The silence was deafening, with no familiar greeting from my grandmother.Fear began to rise within me like a storm gathering on the horizon. My instinct was to call out
Owned By The Alpha The Life Of An Innocent Soul
Marcus couldn't believe what he just heard from his Alpha. Why did he suddenly pick an interest in the cabbage girl? "What!? Why??" Marcus asked still frustrated."You can't just sit there. Meet me in my study." Alpha Galan demanded, banging the door behind him.The lady, however, seemed irritated because of the way Alpha Galan barged inside the room. "Jeez! What was that for?" She asked getting up from the bed."Where are you going to?" Marcus asked with a questioning look on his face."Going to get my clothes of course." The lady retorted."Why are u suddenly being so rude? Have you lost it?" Marcus seemed infuriated by her act. He left the bed fully dressed and walked up to the half-naked woman who just yelled at him.For a second, she was scared because of the way Marcus seemed to approach her. "Can't we just have our privacy? That man from earlier seems like a terrifying beast." She spat."Hey! Mind your tongue," Marcus warned. He left her presence, heading towards the door, Alpha
Owned By The Alpha A Land Filled With Misery
As the night wore on, we found ourselves at the cabbage store, awaiting Mr. Mario amidst tightly packed cabbages. "Grandma, the hours have stretched so long," I sighed wearily, standing sentinel outside the store, yearning for his appearance.Grandma stole glances at her wristwatch, yet her composure remained unyielding. I expected panic, a change of heart, but no—she was determined to stay."Why persist, Grandma? Let's return home. The cold may claim you," concern laced my voice, yet Grandma's smile reassured me. That's when I noticed her attire, a blue dress adorned with a vibrant red scarf. "What's the occasion, Grandma?" I asked, my curiosity piqued."Occasion, dear? Why, none at all. Just a desire to slay, you know," she said, with a twinkle in her eyes.Her words made me laugh, almost choking on mirth. "Slay? On this chilly night?""Why not embrace the night's allure?" Grandma asked, her expression now serious."It's peculiar." The air fell tense, and I quickly diverted from the
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Owned By The Alpha Frail Woman
Mr. Mario's room, a dimly lit and confined space, was a reflection of his tumultuous thoughts and his increasingly desperate situation. The dwindling days of September cast long shadows through tattered curtains, further accentuating the gloom that seemed to envelop him. He paced back and forth, the aging floorboards groaning beneath his footsteps, as he tried to come to terms with the harsh reality that time was running out.September was rapidly drawing to a close, and with it, the ominous deadline for repaying Sergio loomed ever larger. Mario had dabbled in the shady corners of the city's underworld before, but this predicament was of an entirely different magnitude. The debt he owed was substantial, and the consequences of failing to repay it were too dire to contemplate. He needed a solution, and he needed it urgently.His thoughts continually circled back to a name – Theia. She held the key to his salvation, or so he believed. The elusive woman had vanished into the shadows, lea
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Owned By The Alpha Operation (2)
The medical team, despite their exhaustion, continued to work diligently. Dr. Reynolds, now with a bead of sweat rolling down his temple, gave orders with precision. "Nurse, hand me the micro-sutures," he said, his voice steady but tired.Nurse Emily, who had been assisting since the beginning, quickly passed the required instruments. Her hands moved with practiced efficiency, a testament to her experience. "Here you go, Doctor," she replied, her voice calm and respectful.The beeping of the heart monitor continued to provide a rhythmic backdrop to the room's activities, a constant reminder of the patient's fragility. Marshmallow lay still, her chest rising and falling in the controlled rhythm of the ventilator.Dr. Reynolds meticulously sutured the incision he had made earlier, his hands moving with expert precision. Each stitch was a testament to his skill, a delicate dance between life and death. The room's tension had not dissipated; instead, it had shifted into a different form –
Owned By The Alpha Operation
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The hospital corridors bustled with activity as we made our way through the maze of sterile white walls and echoing footsteps. Alpha Galan's phone continued to buzz intermittently, the messages and updates a constant reminder of the urgency of our mission.Finally, we arrived at the door of Marshmallow's hospital room. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched Alpha Galan push the door open, revealing a small, dimly lit room. The sight that met my eyes sent shockwaves through me. Marshmallow lay in the hospital bed, her petite frame pale and fragile against the crisp white sheets. Tubes and wires were connected to her, monitoring her vital signs, and a ventilator softly hummed in the background.Tears welled up in my eyes as I took in the sight of my friend, battered and bruised, lying motionless in the hospital bed. It was a stark reminder of the brutality she had endured, the pain she had suffered at the hands of Mr. Old Face.Anger and regret churned within me as I cursed Mr. Old F
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The morning sun bathed Marcus's room in a warm, golden glow, casting long shadows that stretched across the floor. The room itself, an oasis of calm in the midst of chaos, seemed to hold its breath as Marcus stood before his open wardrobe. He moved with a quiet determination, each garment he selected meticulously chosen, each fold of fabric a testament to the gravity of the task at hand.I observed him in silence, my heart heavy with the knowledge that the moment had come. The mission against Mr. Mario and his network of shadowy collaborators was no ordinary endeavor. It was a labyrinthine puzzle with stakes higher than we could fathom, and Marcus was at the forefront, willingly stepping into the unknown.Beside me, Alpha Galan stood like a guardian, his presence a source of strength in the face of the impending challenge. We had become a trio bound not only by circumstance but by a shared sense of purpose - a purpose that demanded secrecy, courage, and sacrifice.The question that ha
