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Blood Thirst: God of War Stand by!
Since the moment Miley had kissed Julius on his birthday, something had shifted—and not just between them. The tension that once simmered beneath the surface had burst open like a dam, and now, in its place, there was complete silence. A week had gone by, and Miley had skillfully managed to dodge every attempt made by Julius to talk, meet, or even casually bump into her. At first, Julius tried to be patient. He reasoned with himself that she might need space—that maybe the kiss had been impulsive and she regretted it. But by the seventh morning, he was done playing the fool. So when he saw her strolling into the hallway in her satin night suit, arms raised in a lazy stretch, her hair tousled from sleep and a faint yawn escaping her lips, he decided it was time. She froze mid-step when she noticed him standing there, arms crossed, leaning casually against the wall. Julius didn’t say anything at first. He just stared. Miley blinked at him and frowned, trying to walk past him, but aft
Blood Thirst: God of War Iron rod
The Lawrence Hall, which was supposed to be buzzing with celebration and ideas, had turned into a warzone. The grand banners of the Female Entrepreneurs’ Summit fluttered weakly under the whirring air vents, their messages of empowerment and progress now bitterly ironic. Armed men patrolled the marbled floor like vultures circling prey, while nearly forty women, all bound and gathered like cattle, sat along the marbled floor under the barrels of loaded rifles. The air was thick with fear, and the scent of sweat and expensive perfume mingled into something nauseating.Every male security guard and staff member had been dealt with already, and now lay unconscious by the exits and staircases. The attackers; twenty-five masked men, all armed and speaking in clipped, foreign accents, had taken full control.Their movements were sharp, mechanical, and practiced. This wasn’t random, or a coincidence. The ambush was planned from start to finish. That much was clear, but their agenda was
Blood Thirst: God of War Fate!
The stunned silence broke when one of the attackers roared in anger and charged at Miley, his palm raised to strike her across the face, with the complete intention of slapping her hard, for the daring she was showing in front of them.Miley instinctively flinched, her arms raising to shield herself.But the slap never landed, and how could it, because in the blink of an eye, Julius was there. His hand shot out, catching the attacker’s wrist mid air with a bone-jarring grip. His eyes blazed with fury as he tightened his hold, forcing the man to his knees with a sickening crack."You think you can touch her even in your wildest dreams?" Julius growled, his voice low and lethal.“ Do you really think that no one is standing behind her, do you really assume that she is all alone by herself, or do you really think you could imagine hurting her, without even knowing who actually holds her back?”With a sharp flick, he threw the man’s arm back, sending him crashing into a line of chairs. T
Blood Thirst: God of War Blame
Outside the conference center, the early evening air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of rain.Miley hugged herself against the breeze as they waited near Julius's car. His security team moved efficiently around them, coordinating, reporting, clearing the path for them to leave. Yet Julius stayed by Miley’s side, not more than a step away, his posture protective without being overbearing."You cold?" he asked casually, glancing at her from the corner of his eye."A little," Miley admitted.Without a word, Julius shrugged off his jacket and draped it around her shoulders. The fabric was still warm from his body, and it swallowed her frame, but she didn’t have it in her to protest. She looked up at him, surprised by the simple gesture."Thanks," she said quietly.He grunted a little, stuffing his hands into his trouser pockets. "You can thank me later. Preferably after you stop looking like you’re about to collapse."Miley chuckled under her breath. "I’m fine, really.""You always sa
Blood Thirst: God of War Training
The car hummed softly along the winding country road, the estate drawing closer with every turn. Inside the car, finally the atmosphere was warm, almost comfortable, a stark contrast to the chaos they'd left behind at Lawrence Hall.Finally they have managed to leave the tension, fear, anxiety, disgust and fear behind them and move forward with relief that they were safe.Or else Julius would never have been able to forgive himself, if anything would have happened to Miley, on the other hand Miley was slowly getting relaxed with the assurance that she was with Julius and till she is with him, nothing is going to happen to her, he won't let anything happen to her.This was when Julius, suddenly handed her a thermos, saying;Here! Take this and try to drink it slowly, you will feel a little better, I know what happened earlier was something neither of us are going to forget till our lives, but I still want you to try to forget about everything and just focus on the part that you are saf
Blood Thirst: God of War Marry you
After the chaos at the summit, Julius knew things couldn't return to normal so easily. That night, he arranged to meet a few of his most trusted military buddies at a low-profile bar outside the city.Officially, the meeting was to catch up over beers — but the real reason ran deeper. Julius needed their input on the Home Front Horizon project, to make sure every possible security risk had been anticipated. More importantly, he needed fresh intel.The group who had ambushed the summit hadn't claimed allegiance to any known faction. They moved like trained operatives but struck with a kind of brutal recklessness that was worrying. Whoever they were, they weren't amateurs. And Julius wanted to know exactly who he was going to war with.Hours later, after downing too many bottles and trading battle-scarred jokes, the men finally insisted on dropping him back at the estate. They were half-drunk, loud, and yet there was a current of unspoken understanding between them — a brotherhood born
Blood Thirst: God of War Something stupid
For a moment, Julius said nothing. He stared at Miley, his eyes were unreadable, his tall frame was tense and still. The overhead light in the living room flickered once, casting a dim glow across her determined face and the soft under-eye patches still clinging beneath her eyes.While Julius was still trying to believe that what he had heard was not some delusion but her actual words, she was indeed ready to marry him, she was ready to help him, in this misery of his life , but what he wasn't able to understand was why she is willing to help him in the first place, when Oliva hasn't helped, she wasn't loyal with him, even when they were married then why does Miley want to be loyal with, why do she wants to help him and all these questions were making him doubt his reality where he has heard the words correctly or his mind was just playing some games with him.When he didn't get the answer from himself even after struggling a lot in his mind, he finally decided to ask the question di
Blood Thirst: God of War Keeping her safe
Julius left the house with a heavy heart and an even heavier conscience. The front door clicked shut behind him, but her words— “Then I’ll marry you”—echoed in his head like a siren in an empty hallway. He needed space and silence.Miley had proposed marriage.She proposed to help him …help him by marrying him.And it was not just any marriage. A no-obligation, pretend-to-be-his-wife arrangement. That would be Logical, strategic for his current condition..completely safe on paper, making him free from all the obligation.But nothing about it felt safe. Nothing about her-soft, stubborn, golden-hearted Miley-was meant for this world of shadows and backdoor politics, where missions ended in blood and trust could be lethal.He drove with no destination in mind, but his instincts led him to the lake. The moonlight rippled gently across the water, casting silver shadows on the still surface. The place was quiet. Just like he needed. He knew he could stay here for a while before his heart ma
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His partner
The mansion felt unnervingly still as Miley paced through the darkened hallways. The night had fallen quiet, too quiet. The mission was supposed to be over. The traitor had been dealt with, the data erased, and for the first time in what felt like weeks, she thought they might actually have some peace.But peace never lasted long.Julius had disappeared into the night hours ago, saying something about tying up a “loose end” with one of his old contacts. He had not wanted her to come along, insisting it was a simple job. But Miley knew better. Nothing was simple for Julius. Nothing.She had not let it show, but the moment he left, unease had crawled beneath her skin. It was a feeling she could not shake, one that gnawed at her every time he walked out that door. The fear that one day, he would not come back.And now, as the clock on the wall ticked past midnight, that fear bloomed into something much worse.The front door slammed open with a violence that rattled the house. Miley’s hea
Traitor
The tension in the air was completely evident as Julius rejoined her later that evening, the shadows of the forest still clinging to his figure. He did not speak at first, simply approaching the fire they had built, a grim determination in his eyes.Miley watched him from her perch on a large boulder, legs crossed, her fingers absently toying with the frayed edges of her jacket. The conversation they both had earlier weighed heavily on her mind.No matter how hard she was trying to forget everything, his accusations, his assumption everything was making it too hard for her to forget even a single word from the last night conversation, and on the top of that there was her own guilt. She knew he did not believe in trusting easily, but she was not prepared for the way he had made her feel as though she had done something wrong by trusting the wrong people.But the bitterness between them had to be put on hold.“We have got a lead,” Julius finally said, his voice was low but steady.She
Miles away
The tunnel entrance was hidden beneath a steel hatch in the safehouse floor, camouflaged beneath a throw rug and a box of emergency rations. Julius had built it years ago, when paranoia was not just a habit, it was just for the survival. As he has seen enough things to know that this day will come too.“Go,” he ordered, lifting the hatch and motioning her inside. “I will seal it behind us.”Miley dropped down first, her boots landing on damp earth. The tunnel smelled of soil and old metal, its walls narrow and reinforced with steel ribs. She turned as Julius followed, pulling the hatch closed above them and locking it with a mechanical twist. Darkness swallowed them until he activated a small wrist-mounted torch.They ran in silence, their footsteps muffled by the damp ground. The tunnel sloped downward, then curved sharply to the east.“How long does this go?” she asked, breathless.“Just over a mile. It comes out near the old timberline.”A dull boom echoed behind them. Then anothe
Not safe
Miley did not remember how much time had passed since they had arrived there, everything was going fine till the power cut out happened without warning. One moment, the safehouse hummed quietly with energy, and the next, darkness fell like a heavy curtain. Miley froze mid-step. She was always afraid of the darkness and Julius was also aware of this.“Backup generator?” she asked in urgency.Julius was already moving, lighting a match and touching it to a candle. One flame flared, then another. Shadows bloomed and stretched along the concrete walls, flickering like silent ghosts.“It’s manual override,” he muttered. “Which means someone’s probing the system.”He moved stiffly. Only then did Miley notice the dark stain spreading across the side of his shirt. Her breath caught.“You’re hurt.”“It’s nothing.”“Let me see it.”“No.”But Julius winced when he peeled the shirt off, and the candlelight revealed the gash…angry and red, sliced across his side. It was not too deep, but it was r
Aim
The safehouse had no corners to escape to. Every wall felt like it was closing in on her. The air, cool and dry, pressed against Miley’s skin like a second, suffocating layer. She had wanted this—wanted to be close to him, to share space with him, to not be left behind.But now that they were here, sharing the same walls, the same oxygen, the weight of proximity felt unbearable.Everything was getting on her nerves , everything was making her anxious, make her extremely unable to control her emotions, as it was already not enough that everytime she has been seeing Julius she was getting butterflies in her stomach already that, now she has to witness his care from the closest proximity possible and keep it hidden because of the tensed situation they were going through.Thinking this she was walking towards the bed.But the next moment she tripped over a belt of ammo near the foot of the bed and cursed under her breath. Julius did not say a word. He simply looked at her from where he sa
Survival
The safehouse was carved into the mountainside, invisible to the eye unless you knew exactly where to look. A thick steel door sealed them inside, followed by a pressure-lock corridor that scanned their vitals as they passed. Miley flinched when a beam of light swept over her eyes, but Julius barely reacted.“Security layer. Measures vitals, heat signatures,” he said. “It will prepare medkits if anything’s off.”The main room was minimalist..cold stone walls, reinforced by metal panels, a compact kitchenette, one small table, and a bank of screens tucked into a recessed alcove. There was only one bedroom, a narrow hallway leading to it. The cot inside was clean but spartan. A single dresser. But there were no windows.Miley wandered while Julius ran diagnostics. The silence pressed in, broken only by soft beeps from his console. She moved toward the far wall, noticing a slight variation in the paneling. She touched it. A soft click responded. The panel hissed open, revealing a concea
Scared
Miley questioned the need for secrecy, her voice low but firm, it was not the answer that she was expecting. “You did not tell me where we were coming, now don't you trust me to tell me where exactly we are…and most importantly why this place is like this ?”Julius did not look at her. His hands gripped the wheel, as he was cleaning it, while turning it in circular motion with full force, and suddenly the electricity sparks making the entire place lit with the yellow bulbs, his knuckles becoming white because of the cold and the force. “I am sorry Miley, but I can not lose you to carelessness, the less you know about anything, the safer you would be” he growled, the finality in his tone closing the door on any further argument.She remembered how they had left under the cover of night, the hum of the engine blending into the darkness that swallowed them whole. How the city lights dwindled behind them, replaced by stretches of empty road. The silence inside the vehicle pressed dow
Packing bags
Everything was going extremely opposite in her life, everything was ready to reach the rock bottom, but still she wasn't afraid.She knows that there was an active threat on her life and she should be afraid of it, but her belief in Julius was making her so strong that she was not worried about anything anymore.She knows that till Julius is by her side he would not let anything happen to her in any circumstance and that was why she was finally becoming calm and was sipping her coffee.The phone rang just as Miley was finishing her coffee. Its sharp tone echoed across the high-ceilinged drawing room of Julius’s mansion, slicing through the still morning air like a knife. She frowned because it was her mother’s number.Except it wasn’t a normal call. It was routed through three emergency channels, encrypted and re-routed via satellite pingbacks. That alone made her stomach twist.She answered immediately. “Mom?”A panicked voice crackled through the line. “Miley! Oh thank God, you pic
Drone
Miley awoke to the sharp, incessant buzzing of her phone. Disoriented, she blinked against the early light filtering through the curtains and reached blindly for the device on her nightstand. At first, she expected a calendar alert or a routine message from the finance team. But as her vision cleared, her heart began to thud heavily.Dozens of notifications blinked across the screen. News alerts. Encrypted chats. Three missed calls from her assistant, and one message stood out in bold, red encryption: "URGENT. You have been compromised."Frowning, she tapped the link embedded in the message. It took her to a browser she did not even know she had installed a dark web relay portal, black as pitch and crawling with warning symbols. And then she saw it.TARGET PROFILE: MILEY COLTON (ALIAS: NIGHTINGALE)Status: ACTIVE. High-priority asset.Current location: [City Redacted, GPS Coordinates— Pending Confirmation]Known routines, preferred hangouts, vulnerabilities, financial signature, fam
