Novel & Cerita Three Thieves Red Blend

The sound of my heels clicking against the marble floor was the only thing keeping me grounded as I walked into the dimly lit nightclub. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cigars, spilled whiskey, and the unmistakable tension that always came with a gathering of men who thought they owned the world. The Volkov Club was one of the Bratva’s safe havens in New York—a place where deals were made, alliances were broken, and people disappeared without a trace.

Kade appeared at my side, blood on his sleeves, his hair slightly disheveled from combat—meaning the fight had actually entertained him. “I’ve secured the victims,” he reported, his voice flat. “They’re being loaded into buses now.” Lucien sauntered toward us, dragging a handler by the collar before slitting the man’s throat without breaking stride. “Pathetic,” he drawled. “They didn’t even beg.” “Bodies?” I said. “Already being done,” Kade replied. The flames spread faster. We had planned it that way—three days of blueprints, stolen keys, forged clearance codes, and shadow routes through the underground. I’d memorized every inch of the layout myself.

Zelda burst into the room. “Brie” she shouted I blinked. “What on earth—?” “You need to hear this!” she exclaimed, nearly bouncing with excitement. I sighed. “Can it wait?” “No! Absolutely not.” She slipped inside, shutting the door behind her, and revealed a bundle of clothes hidden under her cloak. Her eyes were wide with excitement. “The triplet Alphas of the Obsidian Fang pack are in town. Triplets, Brie And they’re, gods help me—too gorgeous for words. They’re all tall, gorgeous. They are carved like warriors out of stone. I nearly fainted just hearing about them.”

He gave her orders regarding their second plan. They plan to lure the rogues into the forest where five different carriages are waiting. Atticus, Aurora, and the triplets are going to drive the carriage. The first carriage is laced with Ysobella's scent while the rest of the carriage is laced with the Elders' scent. Once they reached their destination the warriors from Aveion will take care of the rest. Raven may not be present, but Lord Gregory did not forget to send their warriors to help. Lucien began looking for Falcon after Nereza left with Markus. He followed his scent, and when he saw Falcon, his eyes darkened. But he isn't alone. Falcon is surrounded by five rogues, and one of them i

them went toward their master and safely got him out of ‘Elite heaven’ back door where Mike was patiently waiting for them hiding inside forest, not from far he saw ‘A Blue Rolls-Royce’ followed by four black ‘Mercedes’ which was clear indication that his prey was out in open and it was time for him to make his next move, Mike hastily pulled out Erica’s laptop and waited patiently to let ‘Vidyut Singh’ men reach to a firm target spot where he had previously place his other set of 10 dynamite, before coming to ‘Elite heaven’ Mike effectively studied its infrastructure and knew the safest way of exit was from its back door because of which after he place 7 explosive in forest he safely made h

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Automatically Colt scolds me through our link. “Keep your mind out of the gutter, will you?” he asks, and I can’t help but look at him. We look the same, and most people can’t tell us apart. The only way they can is when we are at school or parties because we dress very differently. I usually wear black while he wears blue, I can’t lie, we had swapped places a couple of times before we got serious girlfriends, we used to mess around with each other’s girlfriends, but who knows, they could be our mates now, and we don’t want to be messing around with the bond.

I should have let the hunters take me years ago and spared him this world entirely. Would those hunters follow my trail here? Would the Penumbra lords hand me over like a neatly wrapped gift? Somehow I doubted it. Men like these didn’t share their possessions, not even with bounty hunters. My brother had stolen a single enchanted rose, and look where it landed me property of three of the most dangerous criminals in the supernatural underworld. When Garrick and his hired blades came knocking, these three would have a fight on their hands. Part of me almost hoped the hunters would win. At least then I might slip away in the chaos.

His wallet felt thick when I lifted it from his pocket. But as I was walking away, someone grabbed my shoulder. "Hey, old man," a voice said behind me. "What do you think you're doing?" I turned around and saw three young men in red jackets. Gang colors. The Red Dragons. "Nothing," I said. "Just walking." "Just walking with someone else's wallet," the first man said. He was tall and thin with a scar across his forehead. "I don't know what you're talking about," I said.

Thea poured more into her glass and spiked it with poison. "Looks like I poured too much, Sir," Thea took off her mask and looked at the glass, a bit confused. Bilwin looked at Thea openly without shame. "Sir?" Her face slightly blushed with embarrassment at her mistake. "I think I've had too much to drink, would you trade it for mine?" Bilwin nodded. “Yes, yes… trade it for mine.” He took the glass in Thea's hand without hesitation. "Cheers!" "Cheers!"