Cell Block Tango He Had It Coming Novels & Stories

He threatened. "Please, don't do this. He is just a small boy, don't involve him in this," Kim cried. "You can take me away. Don't involve this little child," I pleaded, but he ignored me. As he turned his back, I grabbed a flower vase ready to hit him on the head, but things took an unexpected turn when he shot me. "Julian!" Kim's yell was the last thing I heard and darkness enveloped me.

By,Tamar writes 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐊 ••CELL ROOMS•• At the hallways of the cellroom, Cheetah could be seen standing there making a phone call. It was the only place that had nobody around anyways "There's chaos in the clan and Godfather is not stable too. So I think this period of time is the best moment to attack, don't worry I'll take care of Viper" Cheetah said on the phone

I was also very anxious to know what had happened, which was why immediately I caught sight of the outline I leaped out of the car, skidding to a stop before I fast walked towards where I could see a small cluster of men had gathered. "Tyler!" A head full of dark brown hair turned in my direction in response to his name, and he left who he was talking to, to jog over to my side. "I'm very sorry for interrupting you so early," he starts, giving me an apologetic glance but I waved it away. "You said it was about Tango?" I lowered my voice, aware that we were in the company of shifters with advanced hearing. Not a lot of people asides from my most trusted men knew about it and that was how I wa

Miguel’s breathing turned ragged and his fists clenching at his sides. “We need to make him pay.” He seethed, eyes locked on the grotesque display. Then, he turned to me, voice shaking with barely controlled rage. “He’s gone too far, boss. That bastard’s head should be in this box, not Tyga’s.” Before I could say anything in response, my phone vibrated in my pocket. The number was unknown. I answered. “Did you like my little present?” Don Carlos’s deep, rasping voice slithered into my ear, thick with amusement.

The cold green glow of the night vision display made my stomach twist. There, clear as day, was Xavier's face. My persistent ex-husband, who apparently thought a restraining order didn't apply to him. Beta Henry stood next to him, scanning the trees like he expected something to jump out. My heart slammed against my ribs. Then something moved behind them. A third figure stepped into view, gliding forward in total silence. Before I could even process what I was seeing,Tang attacked. Two fast, precise hits. Xavier and Henry dropped like puppets with their strings cut.

Sonia had a sly smile on her face As Mahira looked around the room, a pair of familiar eyes caught her attention, she looked at him for a while before her senses felt numb, ‘wasn’t he the guy from Macao, he had lifted me up and then don’t know how but had ended up dancing with me,’ Mahira thought as her expression changed to one of anger, remembering the fight that this man’s recklessness had caused between her and Tazz, she fumed and turned to look away as he gave her a two finger salute with a charming smile, "She's hot even when she is angry," TJ smiled at the thought, he awaited the day when she would be his and he knew the day wasn't far

He just watched me, like he could see through the bullshit, but wasn’t ready to call me on it. Finally, he said, “The inmates who sparked the fight were detained. Ice Cell. Seven days. That’ll buy you a little breathing room.” I smirked faintly, though it tugged at the stitches in my side. “Detained? That’s a pretty word for frozen alive in a box.” “Call it what you want,” Tommy replied evenly. “It keeps them from finishing the job.” For a second, the room was quiet. Just the beep of some monitor tracking my vitals, the scratch of Anaba’s pen against her clipboard. My body ached like hell, but my mind? My mind was a firestorm of rage and restlessness.

"And why are you ringing my cell at six am in the morning?" "Tegan is dead." Ice-cold water poured over his head and down his entire body. His spine went rigid. Blood paused in his veins. The announcement jarred in his ears like loud music. Tegan. Dead. "What!" He screamed at the top of his voice and suddenly, he was not frozen anymore. He broke a sweat and started hyperventilating. "What… what do you mean Tegan is dead? What the fuck happened to her?" He asked, almost panicking.

Tomas had always been doubtful just like his name, I mean I knew what it took me to convince that piece of shit that I can pull this off. "in your face" I internally yelled. "Not really, I am celebrating!" I screamed. "What happened?" "Agnar is dead; Crystal Lake pack is finally ours," I screamed out again. "Keep your voice down, Celine, Did you say Agnar is dead?" I was about to reply to him when the door suddenly flew open and the dead man walked in. I was staring at him, surprised; I didn't know if to run from him or to stand. "Hello," I heard Tomas say from the other end of the phone. I was going hear an earful for this, Tomas would make sure of it.

He wouldn’t make the mistake of falling for a trick like that. “I was already unrecognisable by then. Even my mother wouldn’t have recognized me, not with what Demetrio had done to my face and body. I have to give it to the guy, he knew how to torture his victims.” His smirk widened. “But that’s the thing about me, Cellie, I rise from the ashes. Like a phoenix.” “More like a cockroach,” I hissed, knowing it was probably suicidal to talk to Gasper like this especially because he was holding a gun and could shoot me at any time but I was so tired of his bullshit.