Novel & Cerita The Stealer The Boyz

For weird reasons, I can’t bring myself to burn his gifts. In the end, I rearrange everything and head to our neighbour’s. The eldest child is twelve but he has seen me and Ben a couple of times. I give him strict instructions to give the box to Ben. If he doesn’t come for them in a month’s time, he can give out the boots and whatever is useful, then burn the rest. “Are you sure?” The red-haired boy asks. “Yeah.” He stares at me like I have gone crazy but accepts the box. I might have gone crazy but that’s okay. Crazy Tessa is what New York needs. We stay that way for a while. I finally murmur, “Thanks.”

I hope that I can be like him so that I could break up with Samuel easily. The girl stops sobbing. She just stared at him with his tears constantly oozing down to her cheeks. And again, he received a powerful slap from the girl. "Fuck you! My name is Zaleya! I hate you! I do! Go to hell!" she exclaimed. I made a 'tsk' sound, he's a playboy. He's not even giving importance to a girl's heart and their feelings. He’s indeed a devil. Frustration and pain are visible in the girl's face. She shook his head and walk away while sobbing. I shook my head too; Charles is indeed a bastard. He always hurting girls. After that, I told myself to get out in this place.

she patted my shoulder and went back to the bar. When she left, the smile on my lips disappeared. She already has a boyfriend. Maybe I need to let go. She doesn't want me in her life anymore, so why would I fight if I knew I will fight a losing game. I was walking my way back to the bar when I saw Black coming out of the bar. She seems in a hurry and with her friend. They are laughing. "Sorry Steff, it's too late to change," I said to myself while looking at Black's passing car. ***

"She's chill. Lighten up a bit." The boy leans his head to the side, eyes scanning me up and down. He doesn't seem convinced in the slightest. "I can't afford to get in trouble okay. I have a future, y'know." "Yeah, as if you're the only one of us who has plans for the future" she retaliates. "That's not what I meant."

Outside of being warm bodies that make them money and cook their meals, they have little use or appreciation for them I’m certain. “Mommy,” Oscar asks, reaching up to touch her face as well. She nods quickly, as tears stream down her face. “My name is Heather and I wanted you both so much, so very much,” she says, a small smile cracking her lips. A hand quickly takes mine, and I see Parker next to me. He couldn’t look more happy. I turn back to Heather. “I’m so sorry you were robbed of your boys. I too was taken by the Rhodes clan, away from a loving mother,” I say.

The priceless hug Rissa had given him before he lost consciousness was worth the risk he took to get Peter back to his parents alive. The moment he drove off after giving Rissa his word to ensure the boy's safety. He had called on his private military mercenary organization and four of their agents were dispatched to aid him. Adrian knew their opponents were no joke, so he offered to use himself as bait, which he did successfully, following the kidnapper's coded instructions, which he didn't reveal to Rissa and her family. As expected, Sydney and ten of her minions had shown up. Adrian allowed himself to be captured and battered until the boy was brought out at gunpoint. He was instructed to

Controlled. Just like me.

"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—"