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Money Hungry (Chapter Two)
Jason stared blankly into space for a moment before he spoke. “Pregnant? You sure baby? Last I heard I was shooting blanks and we couldn’t have kids.” Kalana was tall, slim and almost majestic when she walked in a room. She had perfectly smooth light brown skin and see thru hazel eyes. She spoke with what sounded like genuine concern. “Yes baby I know and I’m as surprised as you. But my doctor confirmed it I’m six weeks pregnant. I thought you would be happy.” Jason smirked slyly on the other end of the phone. “ I am happy just a little confused and taken aback. I never thought in a million years we could have a kid. Where are you? Can you meet me at the house?” Kalana seemed to be calming down. “Sure baby where are you? The office?” Jason was pacing his office with a sneer on his face “Yea I just got here but I’m going to call it a day and meet you at the house. I drove myself today my driver has the day off. I’ll see you in about an hour.” Kalana actually smiled. “Okay I’ll see you there baby can’t wait.”
By James Reese5 years ago in Criminal
Instant Karma!!!!
The full moon and the stars glistened brightly in the sky above; not a single cloud could be seen in sight. Drops of rain fell from the night sky as if the sky itself was crying. The loud roars of thunder could be heard as the icy water raced to meet the ground. The falling rain complimented the beautiful night sky making it almost look enchanting. The little droplets of rain hung onto her long lashes, and then down her freckled cheeks, kissing her natural two-tone plump lips before dropping in a puddle on the concrete sidewalk. The heterochromia iridium in her left eye twinkled in the moonlight showing the mischief and excitement lingering in her unique amber eyes. Her thick wet, strawberry red curly hair danced down her back in ripples as she ran. The sound of her thin boots squished and squeaked as she ran through the puddles.
By WritingXQu33nn5 years ago in Criminal
Till My Heart Was Stolen || Chapter 2
Lorenzo stopped the car so Embry could step out and try to calm the woman. A lot of women and men were crying and screaming for their abducted sons. The entire street was swarming with people running from one car to the other in efforts to calm one another down.
By Sabal Cloonan5 years ago in Criminal
A Time To Live Chapter 2
“I got this one, you can get the next” John cheerfully offered as he pulled out his wallet. “I take it next time you want to hit up somewhere expensive” Zach joked. Lunch hangouts had been the new norm for John. His friend Zach had really been there for him through all of the tragedy. Though it was more often a burden than a help, any more John preferred to be alone. Nevertheless, John appreciated the thought..
By Andrew Mark Holcomb5 years ago in Criminal
Money Hungry
Chapter One Jason Jones stepped out of his Pearl White Rolls Royce Cullinan with the smug look of a spoiled billionaire. “What a day.” He said dismissively to himself. He was a short slightly chubby man with dark brown skin and small eyes that set back in his head. He wore a Rolex Sky Dweller, $4000 Dior high tops and $35,000 diamond encrusted custom shades. He looked like success. Inside he was dying though.
By James Reese5 years ago in Criminal
I Craved Him to Death
I woke up this morning and believe it or not he was on my mind. I rolled over and kissed Michael on the forehead. He stirred slightly, but of course did not wake. I climbed out of bed and looked at myself in the mirror Michael installed for me. It was a beautiful floor length mirror. I handpicked it out from our local Joann. Here I am, living in my dream house with the man of my dreams and all I can think about is him. It had been years since they had closed the case, but the thought of that night lingers in my brain. All I can remember is the feel of his blood on my hands, watching the light as it left his eyes. I craved him to death. I had longed for the taste of his lips against my neck, the feel of his hands in mine. I desired the way he felt between my legs and the way he caused my body to react. I can still feel him. I craved him to death. He knew I was addicted. He was my weekly fix. No, he was my weakness. He was the reason I felt like this. He was the reason I cried myself to sleep at night. Oh, how I loved our highs, but man, did I hate our lows. That is why he had to go. He spent so much time destroying women and we just continued to allow him. I had to do it. He was my first. I apologized and catered to his ego to get him to invite me in. I knew there was only one thing on his mind. I obliged and removed my coverings. He stared at me with the devil in his eyes: full of lust and desire. I always loved the hunger in his eyes and the way he drank my body in. I coaxed him into letting me be on top. For once he got the opportunity to be catered to. Little did he know it would be his last. I would be his last. We broke out the handcuffs like we always did but this time for him.
By Lynn Ramirez5 years ago in Criminal
Till My Heart Was Stolen
The rain was light and cold as it hit Embry Clark's face as she waited under her jacket for a cab to pull over in New York City. Her detective work had brought her here from New Orleans, where she had moved to with her parents at the young age of seven. She glanced at her watch and huffed and waved another taxi down but to no avail.
By Sabal Cloonan5 years ago in Criminal
A Time to Live
“I’m going to be late again” He said for the hundredth time, knowing all too well the resistance he would be met with. Kate would always urge him home, after all Sarah had school in the morning and will be in bed soon. Neither of them see very much of him lately.
By Andrew Mark Holcomb5 years ago in Criminal
