Boulevard Novels & Stories

Tonight, however, this place held a strange aura of foreboding. The Citroën swerved left now, angling west down the Park's central boulevard. Curling around a circular pond, the driver across a desolate avenue out into a wide quadrangle beyond. Jim could now see the end of the Tuileries Gardens, marked by a giant stone archway. Arc du Carrousel.

said the man in front of me with a smile hinting at his mouth. “Miss Brooks?” Louis repeated tightening his arm around me. "Sorry for the delay, just today the streets decided to collapse,” Matt said rushing to our table before stopping to see Louis and his arm around me. “What’s happening?” "That's an excellent question,” I finally said looking at each of the men around me before looking at Mick for help. And as if knowing that I needed him, Mickey nodded towards me and began to walk decisively until he reached where I was in a matter of seconds.

O mumbled and took a deep breath in and out . " You can do this Aria ...Calm down don't get angry , you're doing this for Red" I muttered under my breath as I stared back at the night club . I walked in and the bouncer looked at me . " Ma'am you can't work into club looking like a Nun " he said reffering to my dress and I bit my lower lip softly . " What's wrong with my dress ? I wondered as I stared at the sleeve hands ..my chest area was covered since it was a long neck dress . It was free and ended just after my knees .

I looked at the beautiful bouquet, "This is for me, right?" The smirk was still plastered on his face, probably enjoying the flaming of cheeks. "Yeah." He answered, giving it to me. He took my hand, and we headed out of the mansion. I'm sure we both heard Sheila say, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do, and we both know there's nothing I wouldn't do!" That was followed by a loud laugh full of humor. We were in the car when I asked, "I love the flowers by the way."

Geez if I can think period! “Princess is hot, simple clothes, you'd never know she came from money. I caught her looking again and she blushed before looking away. I have to be careful and not look too much. Otherwise, I get a size increase in my pants.” Brady chides himself. “So where are we going?” I ask. “The boulevard. They have tons food vendors.” Cameron explains. “Awesome let's go.” I reply.

The valet stand at L’Ermitage was accustomed to high-end machinery. Usually, a line of sleek silver Mercedes and the occasional matte-black Bentley formed a muted parade of wealth. But as the clock struck one, a sound tore through the refined atmosphere of the boulevard—a mechanical, predatory shriek that bounced off the glass storefronts like a physical blow.

“If you want to get her attention, you know what to do, Dimitri, or are you trying to come up with another plan? Louis asked, clicking his tongue. Dimitri narrowed his eyes at the building ahead before signaling his driver to go. They drove past his company’s headquarters and continued downtown until they reached a secluded landmark with a single name etched on it: ‘DIMI.’ Soon, the car rolled to a stop in front of a grand estate, a mansion.

I vowed and ignited the car, it rumbled to life and I drove off. While on the road, my phone buzzed and I checked it. Lydia had sent me her location and time of the dinner. I smirked when I saw the place that she chose. Downtown boulevard. It was a neutral ground for everyone so as long as they followed the one rule that governed the place. No mafia business was allowed. Downtown Boulevard was a place where celebrities and sports stars hung out. It was where the bored rich kids went to mingle with actors, movie makers, and runway models. A social paradise.

"This is—wow." Zac chuckled softly. "My grandfather was a big reader. He quoted literature as if he were a human book himself." I turned to look at Zac, my eyes lit up. "Zac, this is amazing." Zac shrugged nonchalantly, smiling. "I thought you'd like it." He walked over to one wall, skimming the shelves until he pulled out a book. "I wanted you to have this." I looked at the book he held out for me to take. It was called "Bloom" by Kelle Hampton. I smiled at the title, meeting his eyes. "Wha—but why?"

She noticed a cat jump out of the nearest dumpster when it sensed her presence, Champagne raised her fist and knocked on the wooden door. She looked around this place and sighed, she knew that she had no right to judge but the only comforting thing in this area was the road that passed through the silent. "Shut up " there was a scream from the house across the street and a glass bottle was thrown out crashing in to pieces by the road side. Champagne felt a chill rush through her veins just as the door opened. " What is it that you really love about this place ?" She asking Samantha while forcing her way in.