Csi Vegas Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Then I leaned in, close enough that my breath touched his ear, and whispered: “Did you have fun screwing with my stepmother?” I straightened, watching the color drain from his face that it already was. “I can’t believe you have the audacity to ask me when you’ve been cheating on me for two fucking years, with my father’s wife and my half-brother’s mother at that...” “You fucking disgusting piece of shit.” The words trembled out of me before I turned to leave, but Yuri stepped into my path, grabbing at my arms, trying to keep me there. “Ciara, what’s going on––”

Chapter 28 Atlas pov Saskia came to me for my help, when I opened the door back at the dome I was a little stunned to see her red puffy eyes like she was crying and i hate seeing her crying. You must be thinking why I worry about her so much and all I did was hurt her and make her cry. Well remember when i told Saskia that Kaiden and I was In love with the same thing I was talking about non other than Saskia Cowen.

I opened the door and smiled weakly as Zac's mother walked into the room. She returned the smile as she passed me to enter the room where her son lay. Unable to look behind, I ran quickly out the door at vamp speed, then turned the key in the ignition of the Challenger RT, listening as the hemi engine roared to life. Tears streamed silently down my cheeks as I threw the car into gear and headed toward the main road, leaving Zac and his mother behind. I told myself over and again that Zac would be safe, but I hated myself for having to leave him behind. For a moment, I thought of the other members of my CIA vamp team, but knew I couldn't call them. I didn't know who I could trust at this poin

Carlos Anger was something I wasn’t accustomed to, but seeing Ivan run back to that bastard made my blood boil in rage. He chose Cristiano over everything. Over everyone. Never thought he could love that deeply and stupidly too. “Why can’t he fucking see that he’s not good for him?” I grumbled bitterly, clenching my jaw as I slumped back to the chair. I ignored the voices in the background, my eyes burning through the shut door.

She literally saw him everywhere. My cell phone rings, cutting off my concentration. It’s Cassian. I pick it up, a smile appearing on my face as soon as I hear his voice. “Working?” he asks immediately. I love how we don’t have to get past small talk—it’s so easy to just fall into conversation with him. “Actually, I was deep into Melia Castellanos’ mind,” I say with a sigh. “That bad?” he asks, sensing that what I was reading wasn’t exactly good.

“You’re lying, Caspian! You’re only saying this because of Sai! I loved you! I gave you everything! My body, every morning and night. We had sex all the time. You’re going to leave me for a rogue like her?” Caspian shoved her hand off him, anger in his eyes. “Watch your mouth, Celine. Sai is not a rogue. She is my true mate.” Celine turned her glare to me. Her eyes burned like she wanted to skin me alive. I held her gaze, unshaken. What could I do? I didn’t even feel threatened. If anything, I felt sorry for her. Honestly, if I was wearing something more appropriate, I might have thrown hands. But instead, I just kept calm. I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of seeing me angry.

A frown creased her forehead as she raised her hand again, and this time, the slap landed hard across his cheek. The sound echoed in the air, sharp and final, reverberating in Darvan’s ears. His eyes darkened—it was harder than he expected. He stumbled off his seat, his eyes snapping open. It had been a dream. But it felt so real. Cassia slapped him *in his dream*? Was that how much she detested him, even in his subconscious? Was it a sign that she wasn’t bluffing and truly wanted nothing more to do with him? He touched his cheek reflexively, his expression a mix of shock and... hurt.

I was laughing so hard I could barely answer. “I’m good, I swear. More than good. I wanted it. We talked about everything first. Limits, kinks, rules, all of it. Adrian even came over to make sure I understood every line before I signed. And Ayesha... I'm now Ren Elias Moreau.” I giggled. Ayesha made another loud, delighted noise.

A tourist in a giant inflatable cowboy hat walked past and politely pretended not to see me. "Avery." "I'm here." "Avery, I have to tell you something." "Mm-hmm." "You are going to think I am insane." "Cass." Her voice was very calm. "You are calling me from Las Vegas at eleven in the morning sobbing on a bench. We are well past the point where I am going to think you are insane. Just say the thing." I said the thing. All of it.

“Wild. Like... teeth and hands and growling.” “Growling?” “I think he bit me. I have proof.” “You always say you want someone who can throw you around a little. Sounds like a dream.” “It felt like a dream. Until I woke up and couldn’t remember half of it.” Vivian was quiet for a beat. “Do you feel okay?” “I’m fine. Physically. Just…” Celeste glanced around the room again. “It’s weird. He was so intense. It felt like something. And now he’s just... gone.”