Novel & Cerita The Ability Steal System

"What are you talking about? What System?" "Shut up and listen," Pim commanded, her voice dropping to a low, dangerous frequency. "Somsak has one too. A 'Dictator System.' It’s how he’s been controlling the markets, how he froze your assets with a single phone call. He’s been playing God, and my System was built to eat his alive." [New Quest: The Throne’s Embrace.] [Objective: Neutralize the Dictator System by merging with the Thana-apiwat bloodline.]

"Controlled distribution. Deciding who gets what based on compliance. How is your system different?" "Because we vote on it collectively," Kael said. "Rather than having it imposed by distant authority." "Distinction without difference," Marcus muttered. "There is a bigger problem," Dante interrupted, holding up documents he had been reviewing. "These supply records do not match our inventory. Someone has been stealing from our storehouses. Systematically. For weeks." "How much?" Kael demanded. "Enough to cripple three packs through the winter if it continues." Dante's expression was troubled. "And the thefts are sophisticated. Small amounts from multiple locations. Designed to look like acc

she smirked, "plenty of spies and thieves." "On the most innocent level," Diana added happily, "she has wolves out gathering herbs we can't grow here. There are a lot of things we don't or can't have in Niburgh, so Bly's the one who organizes what or who we need to get those things, no matter where else they might be. And then they're sold or traded." "There's a money system that keeps it all going," explained Bly, "but loyalty and secrecy are the main currency."

Alicia snorted, "Jess, stop playing around. You said you didn't take the money, but it was already in your account. We just asked for it back and you will get forgiveness. Is it hard for you?" This was truly more difficult than what Alicia had mentioned. Although it looks easy. "Miss Weisberg, to be honest, the money is not in my account right now. They have moved to my mother's account." "You mean you stole it and gave it to your mother?" Alicia came up with accusations. "No! I really didn't steal it, Miss Weisberg." Jessica defended herself once again. "If you didn't mean to take the money, then why did you give it to your mother?"

How hadn’t anyone noticed before? The knowledge about stealers was limited. They were a pack taboo, and in olden times once a stealer was found she was immediately exiled. They were a bad omen for any pack, a threat to the unity within. It was all because of the Stealer’s scent that could mimic that of a lost mate of a widowed wolf, or an unmated one who was yet to find his mate, thus making herself enticing to them. Stealers in legends and stories had always used this power to their advantage, turning pack member against pack member, leading them to massacre each other. They were told to be unable to speak the truth, unable to do anything other than entice and manipulate. When I was younger

Ivy thought as she swallowed hard. This was far beyond what she had expected. "How many of them possess abilities, System?" she asked inwardly. Ding! {Out of the eighteen survivors who have agreed to join your base, three possess special abilities.} {Congratulations on gaining eighteen new residents.} {Reward Granted: 1,600 Base Points.} {You may also copy the abilities of the three gifted survivors through your Unique Power.} "That's amazing," Ivy thought, a bright smile appearing on her face.

“Please, tell me what’s happening.” My fingers trembled as I lifted the silver moonstone, letting it catch the crimson light of the red moon bleeding through the temple’s dome. “I’m so sorry, Selene,” I whispered, voice shaking. “But I have to steal your ability. That’s the nature of my gift… it’s what I was born to do.” She blinked at me, disbelief warping her already pale face. “What are you talking about?” she cried, desperate. “I don’t have any ability for you to steal! My wolf sleeps through everything—I’m nothing!”

"I'm just here to negotiate a little business with Mr. Gilbert." He strode to the front, towering over Bradley, who was crumpled on the floor. "Mr. Gilbert, how's the wine?" Bradley looked up, his gaze unfocused, lips white as chalk. "You..." "Hold on," Old Fox cut him off. "The real show's just starting." With a snap of his fingers, Black Viper emerged from the crowd, clutching a manila envelope, and tossed it at Bradley's feet. "The Gilbert Group's stock transfer papers. Sign them, and I'll grant you a quick exit."

he teased, dark amusement flashing in his eyes. I slid into the seat silently, too drained_ too numb to fight. And too afraid of what would happen if I tried to defy him. He got in after me, starting the engine with a low growl. As the car sped away from the college and the carnage behind us I stared out the window, numb. I realized it didn't matter if it was Lewis or Aiden. I was just a prize being passed from one monster to another. And monsters never gave back what they stole.

I burst out laughing and was glad that I had just swallowed the food in my mouth or it would have looked pretty ridiculous! “Why would I tell you anything?” I hissed. I had enough of this ridiculous game. That was why I didn’t specialize in intelligence! I didn’t have the patience for it! “You kidnapped me. Admitted that you have been stealing information from my home, and what? All so you could do what? Kill my family?! My people!” I was up on my feet by now, screaming at the top of my lungs. My eyes darted back and forth to look for any possible exits. He might be strong, but I knew I could be faster if I just knew which way to go!