Romans & histoires Ability Steal

"That's wonderful news! I have to tell your brother about it! Your friend needs to pass all the tests first. We have to make sure that he isn't some scum." "You don't have to—" I wanted to stop her, but she'd already picked up her phone at that moment. "Oh, he's back," she suddenly said, setting down her phone and looking at the door. Graham pushed the door and walked in, holding a long itemized bill. His eyes darkened when he saw me holding hands with Leanna. "What were you guys chatting about? What's with the smiles?" He walked over and naturally pulled Leanna into his arms by her shoulders.

Playing games, using their meat to bet on it as whosoever wins, takes the meat. Now Rosela herself, has missed this so much as she loved and cared for Anuella and Kwensa so much, until her step-father, Amunsa started molesting her. She tries fighting back with her own womanly strength yet, she didn't win him. She reported to her mom and got hated, from everyone because of it.

She takes my body but refuses my claim, while I take her defiance as a challenge rather than the rejection it is. And then there's Ana, sweet and willing, offering me the submission that Lyla denies me. I took Ana against a tree in the forest, rough and desperate, trying to exorcise Lyla from my system. But all it did was leave me feeling hollow, guilty for using Ana as a substitute for what I really want. The Elders would say I'm within my rights. That as Alpha, I can take any unclaimed female in the pack to my bed. That Ana's willingness makes it a gift, not an exploitation.

“She never inherited it.” Elva, hearing Weather, scoffed. “You see Prince Bo, the kill shot was something I stole.” “WHAT!” gasped everyone. Agatha glared at Elva. “I stole it from the Moon Goddess’s apprentice.” “The Moon Goddess’s apprentice?” question Austin. He was slowly getting up. “Yes,” said Elva, looking proud. “How? She wouldn’t be a fool to trust you with her special ability.” “No. It was not a she. It was a he.”

“Me, the artillery, and you, the support. What was that skill earlier? You saved me from a long trip back from the church. Didn’t know you could heal this well. Was it something you gained from your job advancement?” Zen shook his head. The heal spell had limitations, and Zen wanted to conserve as much holy power as possible to fuel the holy rifles. “It’s a different skill called Life Steal,” he explained. “I get the health from designated enemies and distribute it to the party members or heal myself. The ability takes a lot of time and concentration. I’m mostly vulnerable to all attacks while using it, so I can’t use it during regular solo hunts.”

[Deadly Tentacle Attack]: Shapeshift a deadly and long tentacle to attack an enemy. [Abhorred Abomination]: As your existence is abhorred, you have a passive fear-inducing aura around you that terrifies any enemy that has ill intentions against you. They were quite a lot of Skills…

“Steelification Doyen’s Titanium Technique? No wonder it’s so amazing…” Kayson corrected him. “The Titanium Technique isn’t Steelification Doyen’s. He stole it from someone else and called it his own.” Quentin scoffed, “Whoever gets the manual gets the skill too. Simple as that. Only the weak would say something like this.” Kayson was speechless. How could he sound so entitled when he had snatched somebody else’s possession? “So the second layer of your defense, what you called Aquale Armor, is the energy of the water attribute?”

she added. “That’s the usefulness of the stealing,” Victor replied calmly, like he was explaining something as simple as why the sky is blue. “I hijack the Skoll pack’s shipments, rebrand them, and then sell them at a cheaper price to feed the whole pack.” Mia stared at him like he had grown two heads. She didn’t believe a single word he said. Her hands went to her waist and she started pacing around the room. That was her thing— she paced when she was trying to control her anger.

"I have a mandatory title defense in three weeks. If I don't step into that cage, the League strips my titles, seizes my assets, and voids the protection contract on your sister. I need my body at one hundred percent." Agnes felt the high-stakes pressure of his words settling onto her shoulders. She looked at his massive, scarred arm, then up into his storm-gray eyes. A dangerous, brilliant spark of defiance flared within her Alpha blood. "We don't extract it," Agnes said, a slow, confident smile touching her lips as her amber eyes flashed. "We override it. Your old Keeper used standard League protocols. But my mother left me ancestral blueprints for a kinetic-reabsorption weave. If I can re

the woman explained “And how much are we talking about here?” Simon asked She looked at her husband and they all said in unison “$100.000” Simon raised his brows at the mention of that amount and understood where Sprill got such an amount from. It seemed to him that Mr. Sprill did not start stealing when he hacked Roberts's programs but had been stealing and gradually picking up his most trusted information without him knowing. “We had an agreement that you will all stand as witnesses against him. Your safety is assured. Just do as I said and do not leach out our conversations to anyone. Even your relatives. Just you and your husband should know about this till that day.” Simon announced and