Hello, this is a spin-off prologue for my up coming english stories. The night draped the city in a cloak of darkness, the urban landscape illuminated by the soft glow of streetlights and the occasional neon sign. High above, on the rooftop of a towering building, Isaac stood concealed in the shadows, a silhouette against the city lights. Dressed in a meticulously tailored three-piece black suit, Isaac blended seamlessly with the urban backdrop. The suit, though refined, bore the subtle creases of countless missions, a testament to the life he led. The jacket hugged his frame, hinting at a well-maintained physique, while the pressed trousers elegantly met polished black leather shoes that barely made a sound on the concrete surface. A thin sheen of rain covered the rooftop, glistening under the city lights. Droplets clung to Isaac's suit, adding a subtle sheen to the dark fabric. The night air carried the scent of damp asphalt and distant city life, the atmosphere charged
The morning sun bathed the city in a golden glow as Isaac and Maddison prepared for their mission. Dressed in their covert attire, they stood side by side in their apartment, each checking their gear with practiced efficiency. Isaac adjusted the straps of his tactical vest, securing his holster with a sleek black handgun. Maddison, her midnight blue hair pulled back in a practical ponytail, inspected the contents of her backpack, ensuring she had all the necessary gadgets and tools. “You ready for this, Mrs. Vanth?” Isaac asked with a smirk, using the affectionate nickname he had given her. Maddison returned his smile, a glint of determination in her hazel eyes. “Always,” she replied, her voice steady. Their mission was straightforward yet crucial. They were tasked with infiltrating a high-security facility to retrieve sensitive information that could compromise national security. It was a mission that required precision, stealth, and unwavering trust in each other. As they made t
Zarina sat in the dimly lit hospital room, her eyes fixed on her sister lying in the bed. Machines beeped rhythmically, a stark reminder of the fragile thread that held her sister’s life. Tubes and wires connected her to various apparatus, painting a picture of dependence and vulnerability, the beeping of machines providing a haunting backdrop to Zarina’s anguish.Her sister’s pale face was lined with exhaustion and pain, a stark contrast to the vibrant woman she had once been. Her breathing was shallow and labored, each breath a struggle against the weight of illness.Tears streamed down Zarina’s cheeks as she whispered words of encouragement to her sister, willing her to fight. The doctors had informed her that her sister needed an urgent operation, but the cost was beyond what Zarina could afford. She felt helpless, her world crumbling around her as she watched her sister’s life slip away.Zarina felt a lump form in her throat as she struggled to hold back her tears. She had been b
Zarina’s heart pounded with a mix of anger, frustration, and betrayal as she faced Alexei in the luxurious room. Her love for him had blinded her to his deceit, and now the truth lay bare before her, shattering the illusion of their relationship.“I trusted you,” Zarina’s voice trembled with emotion, her words a mix of hurt and disbelief. “I loved you with all my heart, and this is how you repay me?”Alexei’s eyes were filled with remorse, but Zarina’s anger burned too fiercely for her to see anything but his betrayal. She felt like a fool for believing in him, for letting herself be vulnerable to his charms.“I never meant to hurt you,” Alexei’s voice was tinged with regret, his words a desperate plea for forgiveness. “I was foolish, blinded by my own ambitions. But please, Zarina, believe me when I say that my feelings for you are real.”Zarina’s resolve wavered for a moment as she looked into Alexei’s eyes, seeing the pain and regret reflected in them. She wanted to believe him, to
Detective Taliya stared at the evidence board in her office, trying to make sense of the seemingly impossible case before her. The latest robbery had left no trace, no fingerprints, no CCTV footage, nothing. It was as if the perpetrator had vanished into thin air.She sighed and ran a hand through her hair, frustration mounting. She was known for her sharp instincts and keen eye for detail, but this case was testing even her skills. She needed a breakthrough, something to crack open this baffling mystery.As she left her office to clear her mind, Taliya found herself in the bustling hallway of the police station. Officers hurried by, each focused on their own tasks. Taliya made her way to the vending machine, hoping a cup of coffee would help clear her thoughts.As she reached for the machine, she collided with a man she didn’t recognize. He was tall, with a casual yet stylish demeanor that caught her attention. His fashion sense was understated but effortlessly cool, like the boy nex
The night was cast in shadows, the sky a blanket of thick, stormy clouds that unleashed a torrential downpour upon the city. The rain fell in relentless sheets, drenching everything in its path and shrouding the world in a veil of darkness. Detective Taliya stood in the alley, her gun held firmly in her hands, her eyes darting warily from shadow to shadow. Beside her, Zachary lay on the ground, his body battered and bruised, a dark pool of blood spreading beneath him from a wound in his side. “Taliya, please,” Zachary gasped, his voice strained with pain. “You need to go. They’re coming for us, and I won’t let you get hurt because of me.” Taliya’s heart clenched at his words, but she remained steadfast. She had a duty to uphold, to protect and serve, no matter the cost. But as she looked into Zachary’s eyes, filled with fear and desperation, she felt a tug at her heartstrings, a pang of something she couldn’t quite name. The sound of approaching footsteps echoed in the alley, the h
“Welcome aboard! Enjoy your stay, our dear visitor!” This was the greeting that welcomed me as I stepped off the plane. I thought it would be like any other trip, where we would disembark at the airport. I was surprised when we landed directly on the island, confirming Charline’s statement that the island was indeed exclusive.There were only ten of us on the plane, and it felt like we had rented the entire island.We were greeted by our tour guide, Korina, who would be with us for the first two days of our stay on the island while we familiarized ourselves with the area. I felt like I was the only first-timer, as some of my companions seemed to be quite familiar with the place.“Miss Aviana, this will be your room, feel at home. Just call me if you need anything,”Korina said as she showed me to my room. I nodded and smiled, watching as she left. The room had two single sofas, a center table, a cabinet, a mini-kitchen, and a bathroom, the latter visible from my vantage point due to t
As Avianna stood before Sebastian, tears streamed down her cheeks, reflecting the shimmering moonlight. The gentle breeze carried the scent of the sea, mingling with the faint aroma of tropical flowers. They were on the beach, the soft sand beneath their feet, the sound of waves lapping against the shore providing a soothing backdrop to their conversation.Sebastian’s usually vibrant green eyes were clouded with confusion and pain, his tall, lean frame tense with emotion. His raven-black hair tousled slightly in the breeze, adding to his disheveled appearance. He looked at Avianna, his expression a mix of defiance and vulnerability, as if he were fighting an internal battle.Avianna, on the other hand, was the picture of anguish and determination. Her caramel skin glistened in the moonlight, her long, flowing hair cascading down her back. Her eyes, usually bright and full of life, were now red and swollen from crying. She looked at Sebastian with a mixture of love and desperation, her