Billy Loomis Novels & Stories

Willow asked out of curiosity. "Those were Mahayan Pavillion's men. Mr. Billy of Mahayan Pavillion invited me to a cocktail party. When I arrived at the party, he kept touching me and wanted me to sleep with him! I slapped him out of anger and escaped!" Rebecca said with a look of dismay. Billy Jennings was the son of Wylie Jennings. He abused his father's position in Easton to commit many evil acts. His favorite pastime was taking advantage of female celebrities. He had ruined countless women.

“Back it all up. We’re blowing the rest.” Soon, Reyes’ voice came through the comms. “Control’s ours. No reinforcements.” Then Liam again, this time with urgency: “Mia!” I ran. There they were. Billy and Forrest Vagaz. Cornered. Billy raised his weapon, his hand trembling. “Don’t come closer!” Forrest didn’t even lift his eyes. He looked defeated. Empty. I raised my gun. Dylan and Liam flanked me. “It’s over,” I said. Billy laughed—bitter, broken. “You think this changes anything?”

Billy walked closer to us, his eyes darting from one person to the next. “We were watching a horror movie before you walked in,” I explained. “Which one?” Billy’s lips rose in a smile. The tense look replaced by laugh lines. “The Hills Have Eyes, we watched both of them.” He laughed and sat on the table facing us. “That scared Joe pretty good too. The first one isn’t as bad as the second.” “What’s so funny?” Joe walked into the room and threw Billy a shirt. “They watched your favorite movie,” Billy said between laughs. He pulled the shirt over his head and picked up the bottle of whiskey on the table and gulped down some of it.

So what kind of game was Rory playing at? Billy would figure it out, even if he didn't like the motive. Once all of the weapons were confiscated, Billy had the car towed and they hauled mister attitude down to the station. Billy turned his gaze to the willow tree and marched up there and yelled at Finn to get his ass out. From the look on Billy's face, Finn knew that he was in trouble. "What the hell was that? This is the last thing Lili needs. She doesn't need to be derailed in her recovery by having to live through more trauma! What other creatures are going to pour out from your past and invade our small community?"

Author’s POV ----------- "Please spare me, why are you doing this to us? We work for your boss" One of Billy's henchmen begged as he saw Liam who had just finished killing his other one. He was tied to the chair and he couldn't move, they were to met him for the new job, but instead, they blacked out and when they woke up, they were tied to the chair and now he had killed one. "My boss is that who you think that monster is? I'm different from you, you guys punish innocent humans, I punish people like you" Liam says, his clothes and body filled with blood.

I could duck around the corner and gather it into a presentable knot before going in. New York City was spectacular. The doorman held the door for me and offered to hail my cab. I waved him off with a smile and headed north, keeping up with the flow of people but taking the time to sight see. The sights, sounds and smells were overwhelming. I loved the energy, and I loved the people. Someone joggled my elbow and I looked over with a smile. My smile froze. Billy leered at me. “Hope. Been a long time,” he said. He had the same rotten tooth at the front of his mouth. He looked better than the last time I saw him, no longer strung out on meth. I tried to wrench my elbow from his grasp.

She was the one left stranded. The evening news ended with a segment on the couple's fairytale history, showing old photos of them as teenagers. It was a complete rewrite of history. The Loom had finished its first great work: it had turned a tragedy into a romance, and a victim into a villain. Josh stood on the balcony of his father’s house, looking out toward the city lights, knowing that somewhere in that sprawl, Becca was waking up to a world that had officially forgotten she existed. He gripped the railing, his knuckles white, making a silent vow that the trending news of today would be the fuel for the fire he was going to light tomorrow.

He was out of his depths here. Thomas and William both are close enough to touch the men. Thomas suddenly moved with unbelievable speed grabbing Billy and moved amongst the graves. Before he even could utter a word, he found himself beyond the gates looking inside. He barely noticed Andy running down the street. Billy had lost his balance and landed on the wet ground. He tried looking around but sees nothing. He can still sense something moving around him but his eyes can’t seem to catch whoever. “Why are you back Billy?” William talked behind him. He watches his son scrambling to get onto his feet.

"And I ain't got time to fuck around here while you get your rocks off thinkin' about it. We gonna do business, or what?" "Yeah, sure," Billy said. "You got the piece with you?" "It's out in my saddle bags," Moose replied. "What about the stuff you're supposed to have for me?" "It's out in my pickup," Billy said. "Come on." The three of us in the van watched the video monitor and saw Billy and Moose emerge from the club. The started across the parking lot, headed in the direction of the van. "Damn!" Richard said. "The little asshole's making it easy for us. The closer he gets, the better the tape's gonna be."

***** later that day billy was telling George everything that her and lee did but she made sure to keep the part about her mum out. george was happy his sister was happy what more could he ask for .