Buddy Holly Pulp Fiction Novels & Stories

mused a voice close to her. Holly turned and came face to face with a sloth hanging on the file cabinet blinking at her with crimson eyes.

he grumbled as he crouched down to pick up the items, his pulse racing at the sight of the snuff bullet under the coffee table. He picked it up, his heart dropping to his feet when he saw the initials 'J.P.' emblazoned on its side as he held it up in the light. There were only a hundred such bullets in the country. And there was no reason Holly would have one in her possession. Unless she was one of Mikhail's top clients.

"Those people went by the following names: Gary Chance, Fez Sullard, Cody Wentz, and Kevin Jenkins. All four of them committed a murder, but no one else knew about it. Gary was the most evil out of the four of them. One day, while Gary was selling his mirrors in Grindstone Town, he met and fell for the wife of Walter Colt, an antique dealer. Colt's wife, Holly Summers, was also a fickle woman herself who was almost never loyal to her husband. She saw that Gary was interested in her and began sneaking him sultry glances here and there to seduce him. The two of them hooked up, and eventually, Gary came up with a plan to make Holly his own. Holly was only with Walter for his money and wanted hi

pool stick snap, when Walter steps out from behind his bulbous body guard, “I hear you are stealing my clients.” He presses the broken pool stick against my throat pushing it lightly. “I only go to Buddy’s parties.” he pushes the broken pool stick harder, daring the shattered pieces of wood to bite my flesh. “That's my turf kid.” he punches me hard in the stomach. My legs buckle from under me, pulling my body weight down on the pool stick and chunkies arm. The pool stick breaks skin i can feel blood running down my neck as another fist connects with my stomach. Walter pulls his fist back to swing again, when he freezes in place. “Let him go.” Vivian’s voice is full of ice, a calm and cool w

Al Capone is behind the bar, polishing a glass that doesn’t exist. Holly is on stage mid-song, copper dress glowing, but she stops the second she sees me. She’s off the stage and in front of me before the piano note finishes dying. Holly (quiet): “You met her.” I nod. Holly hugs me so hard my ribs creak. Holly: “Then we’re closing the mirrors.” She turns to the room. Holly (voice carrying like she owns the afterlife): “Listen up, boys. Every reflective surface in Hot Springs just became enemy territory.

Now he was my only support who could show me the light out of this hideous place. "W-w-who are you?" I stuttered, looking at him. "I'm the last person alive in this place, Anderson Parkmerg. Except for me, she killed all of them in her heart-wrenching game." With that clever glance, he smirked at me and asked. "Aren't you curious to know about this place?" I stayed quiet, but he started telling the story with a grin.

Harrison POV Holly was still recovering in the hospital, and the other guy who was involved in the heist that resulted in her in such a condition was arrested shortly after Rhett had spoken to the police. He’s an accountant, so I figured he gave them some tips or something to find the other guy.

Matteo started, he pulled out another picture from the envelope and dropped it on the table for Spade. He took it and clenched his jaw when he saw who it was "Sullivan Steel, a professional hired assassin, he runs an academy for assassins" Matteo explained but he knew Slade already knew that, Sullivan was one of the people who didn't see eye to eye with Spade, so it wouldn't surprise him if Sullivan wanted him dead, or if he was paid to kill Spade "His men did the shooting didn't they"? He asked and Matteo just nodded, he sighed out heavily

Maverick questioned with one raised bow and crossed hand before his chest. " It's his fault " Theodore point his finger at Hudson who admits his fault right away saying, " Well, it was both of our faults because when we were coming to your room we heard a woman's beggings. Eventually, we both end up betting. Theodore bet that you were just messing with your girlfriend nothing else while I bet that you were about to have sex. " " and to see who won the bet you both just barged inside!? " Maverick questioned and his face was screaming one think ' What the fuck is wrong with his brothers? '. Well, no wonder they were always a big bully to him from the beginning of their birth breath on this ear

“You’re going to jail for attempted murder.” “Allow me,” Tabitha says, reaching out and grabbing her. “It would be my absolute pleasure to turn her in. “If that’s what you want,” Atticus smirks, handing Holly over. “But don’t fall for her shit.” “I won’t,” Tabitha assured him. Nodding, Atticus allows her to begin to lead Holly toward the precinct while he and I fall in behind. “Did you know?” He asks me after a moment of silence. “That she was a succubus, I mean.”