Csi Vegas Fanfiction Novels & Stories

she whispered as she tried to keep her breathing stable, she had to focus on something other than the body of the devil who looked hotter than the ten suns of Jupiter if ever there was because no normal sun would be compared to the savage man flexing his hard well-toned muscles, his eight abs were visible even to where she was standing such that her mind replayed a familiar scene from a long time ago which had her losing her mind, Sia was certain he was doing it on purpose, he could have used any other place for his workouts but why near her bedroom window "I... I... I should go" she cleared her throat, wiped sweat from her forehead and entire face because whatever happened looked as if some

Almost immediately, Cisco sneaked in the room. "What you doing here?" Flame asked. "I came to get my energy booster. You know my mom will never let go off you while you're around and you're mine, not hers. It's unfair" Cisco pouted and Flame laughed She walked to him and pecked his lips. "Is your energy boosted enough?" She said and Cisco shook his head He grabbed her waist and crashed his lips against hers, kissing her deeply. ✮•✮•✮•✮ ••GARDEN••

[Finance tycoon finds a taste for the fast and the furious, employing a convoy to escort him to the hospital as he rushes to aid his injured mistress. I snorted. Whoever wrote the second article was clearly out to get him. Everyone else could see Connor and Jasmine for their true colors. I glanced at Connor. His eyes were wide with disbelief. He stood rooted to the spot, staring at his phone as if lightning had struck him. "Go to hell, Connor Sanders!" I hissed, glaring at him. Suddenly, he lifted his head to stare straight at me. My heart lurched into my throat.

RHYS POV "My name is Isla Kindlemoor. I confess, I never once expected an outsider to actually seek me out directly, let alone one connected to a family whose reputation for reconciliation has apparently reached even this considerably isolated territory." The young woman studied me with careful, guarded curiosity, considerably closer to my own age than Fingal's weathered authority had prepared me to expect, meeting me at the careful, neutral boundary between the two factions' territories. "I had a dream," I admitted. "About someone standing at a river, unable to quite bring themselves to cross first. I believe it might have been showing me you."

[Skye Canyon, Las Vegas] Nicholas Russell To me, love is hopeless. It’s like waiting for a thousand dead roses to bloom again with slim chances. Almost the same as the thought that no matter what you do, or how long you invest in it, the rose remains dead. Therefore, love is full of lies, deceit, and cheating. Ever since my divorce, that feeling is a no-go area for me. Otherwise, why will I be in bed with three women I felt nothing for?

Third person After Caelan left Kelvin, he didn't go back to Rain. He walked to the gate. There, Vegas was already in his car, just waiting. The moment Cealan stepped out of the gates, without thinking, he got down, not even waiting for the guard to help him open the door. "I..." "I don't want to hear it," Cealan said sternly. "When will you be coming back?" Vegas asked, his hands clasped together. "What is it to you if I return or not? Last I checked, you wanted me dead."

“It’s not like that at all…I love them…I have loved Angel since we were young, and we split up before I met Cicely, and I loved her…I still love her…I don’t know how to explain it but I love them both.” “No need to explain, Uncle Mateo. Love works in mysterious ways.” I say softly. I find myself wishing that Lee and Wren had joined us because I want to introduce Wren and Tyler to one another. I do notice Patrick constantly eying up Neville and biting his lip…God, these two need to stop being so shy towards one another! Cassie very shyly takes Gina’s hand as we walk back to Mariposa and Angel has my family all directed to the VIP lounge along with Cassie and Sgt Clearwater. Mateo tells me tha

Nico: Cassian, go wake our girlfriend. Cassian: No. And please get a fucking life. Jace: We have one. That’s why we’re pulling up right in her driveway to steal her away. Apparently Cassian hadn’t believed them at first and as they sent a photo of my door, he sent a string of laughing emojis. Cassian: Well, you’ll have to wait until she wakes up before I open this door. Mateo: You’re such an annoying asshole. Cassian: Says my friends that basically want to share my girlfriend with me. I don’t play the game you and Jace played last year, so back the fuck off.

in Vivian. “Vivian, listen to me. I already ignored Casandra at the hospital. I let her leave without any medical treatment just to show that I’m on your side. Isn’t that enough?” Bastian shouted again, his voice hoarse. He remembered the look in Casandra’s eyes at the hospital lobby—cold, empty, and sharp. Something about her had changed, and deep down, it unsettled him. But Vivian’s explosive reactions always managed to redirect that fear into guilt.

Every kiss, every whispered mine, every time he had looked at me like I was the only thing in his universe turned to ash in my mouth. I was the temporary distraction. I was the idiot who had started to believe the fairy tale. I turned and ran, silent and shaking, back to my room. I locked the door, slid down it until I hit the floor, and let the tears come hard and ugly. He had someone waiting. Of course he did. Men like Cassian Voss didn’t rewrite their lives for girls paying off dead mothers’ debts. They used them, photographed them, fucked them until the novelty wore off, then went home to the woman who actually mattered.