Novel & Cerita Girlfriend Stolen

He was Cyrus Richmond, the heir of a top-tier elite family in the capital circle and the second-highest spender on our server. As soon as she noticed me enter, Stacy sprang up from her seat. She pointed straight at me and cried out in injustice, "Heather! You shameless account thief, you finally dared to show up!" The room fell into immediate silence. All four men turned their attention to me at once. Lewis, Shadowfang, and Reviver also rose to their feet, instinctively positioning themselves as though to protect me. Upon seeing this, Stacy's tears spilled over like broken pearls. "Lewis, Shadowfang, Reviver, don't believe her! She's not Moonwalker at all. She's my roommate. With the backing

He and Kaiden had just been asked for help by the council to work undercover for them. We realized that a lot of girls were being kidnapped. Some girls, even rogues, were going missing and being sold to scumbags. Those girls were being used as sex slaves, tortured and abused. One of those girls, unfortunately, was my sister, Lily. They tortured her, beat her, and enslaved her. They took her innocence, her happiness, and her smile away.

The man scoffed. “What do I want?” he repeated. “You really don’t know?” Lucas didn’t answer. Didn’t care. His head throbbed. Everything felt heavy. --- “You stole my girlfriend,” the man snapped. That made Lucas let out a quiet, humorless chuckle. “Your girlfriend?” he repeated slowly. His vision swam for a second, but he forced himself to stay upright. “I don’t steal anyone.” His voice dropped colder. “Get lost.” For a second—

"I'm sorry, I had my boys abduct you without your permission, but I wanted you to see how much your best friend is suffering in the hands of Don Vincenzo, if you say yes to my offer, I can save her, just like I will save you from Scorpion's messed-up family affairs." The words rolled off his lips like a delicate lick on an ice cream cone, his voice echoing through the room. My gaze snapped up to meet his, my eyes wide with surprise. "What?!" His voice was smug and self-assured. "You heard me. Your friend is being used as a whore, she is being abused daily and tortured. If you agree to be my girlfriend, I will save her from that awful life." "Screw you," I snapped, my anger running hot in my

"Why are you so afraid? If you are not hiding anything from your girlfriend, then you should let me borrow your phone for the mean time. Trust me, I am not going to do anything aside from stalking your conversation with Hailey! However, if you insist that nothing is going on between the two of you and you steal your phone, I am going to break up with you right this instant. Do you understand that?" "Why are you doing this?" "I told you! This is the benefit of the doubt. So just stay where you are and let me handle this one!" "Okay fine just do whatever you want. But take me look at you as well. Who knows if you are doing something that I did not know!" I started digging on his phone and I wa

Richard scoffed, "I'm supposed to believe that? Now listen to me you lowlife, the owner of this phone isn't someone who will strip at the fantasy club or any other for that matter so come up with something more convincing." "I'm not lying," Greg insisted. "She was a young, beautiful blonde with big boobs and she seemed kinda wild, and also there was a girl with her. They seemed to be good friends since they were together until the blonde began to strip and the other girl disappeared." Richard stared at the gangster for a while, wondering if he was saying the truth. He didn't want to use force on him. He seemed young, probably around seventeen and he didn't look like he had the resources to k

It was Valentine's Day. My girlfriend, Christy Lawrence, and I walked hand-in-hand as we visited a popular tourist destination in Sarlington. The place was crawling with photographers for hire. They were handing out their flyers to everyone who walked by while asking, "Hey there! Would you like to take a photo?" As we walked through one of the archways, one of the photographers stuffed his flyer into my hand before noticing my face. Flashing me a grin, he said, "Want a photo? Oh, wait a minute. This isn't the one you brought with you the last time!"

However, the camera was shaking so hard, and the live comments were scrolling by so fast that the text was no longer readable. Grace pointed at the shattered dolls strewn across the floor, her voice rising to a high-pitched, shrill, and tremulous note. “You came at the perfect time! Look closely. All of this rubbish was bought with my boyfriend’s money! I destroyed my own property, so what are you going to do about it? I’m telling you, my boyfriend will never let you get away with this!” Howard remained leaning against the doorframe, watching her with a cold, detached gaze.

Blood trickles down my lip as I fight to stabilize my vision and endure the sharp pain stinging my left cheek. “Listen carefully,” Cole says into the phone, his voice a low, dangerous threat. “I have your little girlfriend with me here. If you want her back, you’ll follow my instructions. I want one million dollars brought to me in cash. It's either the money, or your lovely girlfriend here dies. Make your pick.” There is a pause. Leo must be trying to wrap his head around me being kidnapped by this psychopath. “I don't know who the fucking bastard you are.” Leo’s voice is deadly on the other end with his response. “If anything happens to my girlfriend, you won't just be receiving only the m

"I was the girl you met that night by the river. I am your mate!" He shakes his head. "Roxy already told me about that night. How she pulled me from the water, how we talked about our dreams." His voice hardens. "She has the necklace to prove it." "She stole it!" I cry. "Miles, look at me. Really look at me. Do you not remember?" The words pour out of me, frantic and raw. "You asked me about my dreams, and I told you I wanted to be a pack doctor, to help people feel hope when they are—"