a taste of your poison
Author: Liam Michael
last update2025-02-04 19:26:36

The police officers look at Candace in shock, probably not seeing the relationship between such a pretty young woman and being a thief.

“Don't do this. I'm not a thief. I was waiting for you.” Candace whispered in despair.

“Why were you waiting for me? Do I know you from anywhere? You came in on your own, you're not even part of the staff. And you helped yourself to things not yours even though the owner of the house was absent. If you're not a thief, what are you?” Alvin asked with a c
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  • PERFECTIONIST

    Murong Wuque stayed wide awake. His body didn’t need sleep to function. Cultivation had long since burned that mortal weakness from his bones, but he’d made it a habit because of Alvin. He couldn’t understand the reason Alvin kept blowing hot and cold, yanking him from scorching hope to arctic doubt until he questioned the very shape of his own heart. Unable to find rest, he stood, rolled the tension from his shoulders until his neck gave a low, brittle pop, and pulled his laptop from the workstation. An enormous backlog of commitments waited for him like a line of kneeling supplicants, and he began to deal with them one by one. After coming to Earth, he’d established businesses that grew like wildfire, becoming one of the most feared underground powers in less than a decade. He manufactured elixirs that could knit a shattered dantian overnight, miracle drugs that dragged the dying back by their collars, and clothes woven with defensive arrays so fine they could shrug off a snip

  • Aftermath

    Ghost island, evil organization’s tier 1 base. The room was pitch black, with corpse soldiers dressed in black cloaks standing as sentinels. In the middle was a huge fiery pit, resembling a volcanic lake. A huge blood-red iron floated above the fiery crater, flaming, like it could devour the world with its heat. Despite the high temperature in the room caused by the unnatural volcanic pit, one couldn't help but feel a spine-deep shiver course through their bodies the moment they entered the room. From the volcanic pit, agonizing growls could be heard coming. A shadow cast beneath the volcanic lake. From under it, a creature clawed upwards, howling. The creature finally became visible. It was a man, but it looked nothing like one. Its body had been entirely mutated. Only the now useless organ dangling between its thigh was the indicator he used to be a man. Its skin was split apart, skin like red clay, cracks visible on it like parched ground. Its hair was nearly nonexistent, n

  • Seed of discord

    Alvin stayed for a few more minutes to get a hold on his mind. Another few minutes were spent examining the secret compartment again for possible discrepancies. Finding none, he made his way outside to the bathroom. This time, the communication devices were locked in a computerized cabinet inside the hidden compartment. Then he made his way to the bathroom to clean up. Another thirty minutes was spent soaking in a tub of warm herbal water. The soothing herbs did nothing to calm the confusion and guilt in his heart. Confused because he couldn't determine if Murong Wuque was truly the enemy working against him. Guilty because doubting someone who had been nothing but good to you was despicable and traitorous. He groaned and slipped under the water, hoping the lack of air would finally shock his body into getting his shit together. Inside the room, Aurelio finally dozed off. Murong Wuque exhaled and set him down in his baby cot placed beside the adults’ bed. Layers of protective

  • Ally or enemy?

    Back to the present. (Villa number seven) Alvin couldn't wrap his head around it. Murong Wuque was the one who loved him the most. Why would he betray him? What need did he see to stab him in the back? His love for Alvin was sincere, that much was visible, even to the blind. If the love wasn't sincere and strong enough, the soul tie wouldn't have formed between them. The soul tie aside, Murong Wuque had risked his own safety numerous times to help him out, save his life. If he really wanted to sabotage him, why not let the evil organization do it themselves? Lord Ning alone from the dark owl fortress would have been enough to deal with him. Why would Murong Wuque do everything to bring the dead him back to life, only to stab him in the back by going to his safe to steal info? “Could this be a misunderstanding?” His eyes went to Murong Wuque, who was smiling at Aurelio and playing with him, eyes relaxed and bright with joy. Alvin shook his head. Murong Wuque's shade of silv

  • Ridiculous and shameless requests

    Su Ying shot up from her position on seeing the injured Yang Yang. “Fourth brother, what happened?” “We were ambushed by assasins targeting the energy crystals, artifacts and pills we were carrying.” An Si Feng answered, causing gasps, sighs and sharp inhales to follow in their little group. Su Ying's attention diverted to Zhang Xiao Wei who just landed, his face heavy. Ouyang Tingling shook her head. As expected, nothing good ever came out of the elders council. “What did the elders council want this time?” Su Mei asked, watching Zhang Xiao Wei sit cross legged on the floor. Yang Yang hair bristled on hearing elders council, his disappointment morphing into hatred. “They wanted me to hand over First brother's serpent punishing rod.” Zhang Chen punched the floor, his teeth giving off a harsh grating sound. “Those bastards!” Ouyang Tingling spat. “Because they discovered First brother can use the serpent punishing rod to communicate with us, they want to seize it. Despica

  • never a good day

    Less than an hour after Zhang Xiao Wei left, another commotion arose at the gates. This time louder. Su Mei, who was sitting with the others at Jade Pavillion, frowned. Ouyang Tingling sighed, her head turning in the direction of the gates. “What could be the problem this time?” Su Ying chuckled, and shook her head. “It's laughable. Pests that didn't dare to squeak when First brother was around. Now they won't stop flying around.” Zhang Chen leaned back, resting his weight against a pillar. “They think it would be a case of when the commander dies, the soldiers scatter. Funny. Another commander will rise to the mandate. We have to cultivate even harder and expand our network. If it didn't happen to First brother, we wouldn't have known how wicked and conniving they were.” The commotion got louder. Zhang Chen cursed out, frustrated, and stood up. “Let me check it out.” Xi Meng Yao, Murong Wuque’s female disciple who acts as the housekeeper, equally came out from the dining courty

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