Real Ciel Phantomhive Novels & Stories

Our security is lame. Going back, my book slightly glowed and miraculously made a freaking identification certificate. The same does for Zale. So this book made by the Gods can also do illegal things, convenient I must say. We didn't think twice and showed our certificate and the knights gladly welcomed us in the County. "Welcome to Heliutin County, travelers."

Behind them followed a bunch of tattooed and swaggering punks, all of them looking murderous. Cecil Dane! The third major force of the South River District! Everyone called him Master Cecil! He founded the Cecily Group that now had assets of more than one billion! As soon as Cecil appeared and stood in the lobby, the awe-inspiring atmosphere shocked everyone in the hall. What a domineering appearance! “Damn! It’s Master Cecil! He came here too!” “The underground chamber of commerce this time is going to be fun. How many bosses will be coming to Phoenicia this time?”

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema

she murmured, then gagged and spat a mouthful of water in his direction. He recoiled in disgust, his guard slipping slightly. Just then, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen, stepped outside, and locked the cabin door behind him. Caitlin pressed her ear to the gap, straining to listen. “I’ve got Caitlin,” Phantom’s voice was low. “Heading back toward the city now.” On the other end, Raze—the boss of Black Wolf Fortress—sounded pleased. “Good. Keep her under lock and key. Don’t let her escape. With Caitlin in our hands, Sebastian won’t be far behind.”

The phantom was lost. ‘Project Chimera,’ a dragon of data and deceit, now nested in the digital undergrowth of Macau, waiting for the predator to sniff it out. The work was done. The scripts were written, the servers primed, the lies polished to a high, believable gloss. All that remained was the execution, and the wait.

Cecilia said to Matthew. Matthew jumped back a bit in shock. “Y-you’re her fiance?! And you’re a Noble?!” Cecilia was about to answer his question again until Phillip stopped her. “Allow me.” Phillip fixed his pose and introduced himself with a bow. “I am Phillip Crane, Lord of the Noble House of Crane and also Lady Cecilia’s fiance.” “O-oh, and I am Matthew Dragunov uhh Rookie rank Hunter of uhh something and also Cecilia’s friend.” Matthew introduced himself in the same way Phillip did, more or less.

I said with wink. Third person POV: Aisha was pretty much excited to see her surprise for which she quickly moved back to her passenger seat as Randhir started heading them both back to their palace, it took merely 15 minutes for them to reached ‘Heaven’, a mansion which Randhir had purchased for Aisha when he shifted to Russia 5 years back, ‘Heaven’ which was entirely made with fine marble stone which were specially imported from India along with complete Indian interior design, every single furniture, every artifact, every design were as per Indian style.

"A man like Silas would never fully trust the Council.” “He must be storing transaction records or proof to use as insurance in case the Council ever tries to cast him aside." "You’re right," Mavric replied, his voice low and steady. "Thieves always fear being stolen from. Silas has a hidden server disguised as a shell company account in the Cayman Islands.” It’s called 'White Phoenix Holdings.' “I’ve been trying to breach it for months, but the system uses ancient encryption that’s actually harder to trace with modern AI." Liora smiled bitterly.