Evil Barry Allen Novels & Stories

I stop and look at everyone in the room, Momma giggles, “Sunday, you slept the entire weekend away, using your power will do that.” I sit and stare at everyone, “so what’s going on, what have I missed?” Beta Josh looks at me, “Alpha Abigail, we called the counsel and Investigator Ryan was here and interviewed the prisoners in the cells. Only one was forthcoming with information, he said that he was there but not to do anything but to get more information on the people that are running this ring. He also said that when you interrogated him, you didn’t allow him to properly explain anything.”

“He told the world you were a monster, Ezreal. He cried about it from the pulpit. He made you what you are.” “Careful,” I said again. Allen grinned wider, stepping closer to Baron. “Maybe I’ll finish what I started that day…” “Don't tempt me, Allen. Step away from Baron.” “Still protecting him, huh?” he muttered. “Careful,” I said. He ignored me. “You beat me half to death for this little bastard. And he…he just stood there, crying.” My jaw twitched. “This isn’t about him.” “Isn’t it?” Allen laughed bitterly. “You think I don’t know what you are now? I’ve seen the reports, Ezreal. The headlines. The killings. You think you scare me?”

the bar tender cried as a string of blood flow from his nose with dark bruises on the side of his lips. "You'll pay for what you did bastard." he sternly warned as he abruptly let go of the man's colar. The bar tender stepped out of the cubicle, limping by the impact of being push down on the floor. Allen look at the photographer who was panting and tears displayed on his face, his suit was wrinkled as his legs was closed tightly with his hand in between. He was sweating and blushing despite being half wrecked at this point. It was turning Allen on but he need to gather his whole will to not touch the young man like he was thinking right now.

"I simply don't care if you are the President of this country, the most influential person on this planet, or even the strongest person that can ever live. A crime is a crime, and money won't buy your freedom, especially not under my supervision." I swallowed. Allen fears no one. He is the kind of man who stands up for his principles. He treats people equally, and he wouldn't let it pass if someone made a transgression. I admire him for that. I admire his bravery and the fair justice system that every country in this world deserves. However, we are unfortunate to have Allen around in our case. Allen wouldn't take it even if we had money to buy our freedom. He thinks Ethan is the enemy. "Etha

Nate might be out of the picture, but now Evan will fight his own battle, and I promise to be with him all the way. ~~ We are back in New York the same day after the FBI took Nate into custody. Evan is a witness in this case, and so is Olivia. They will cooperate with the investigation, that’s why they weren’t taken in like Nate. I can’t even imagine what Olivia went through to agree with this, to incriminate her own flesh and blood. “What do you want for dinner?” I asked Evan as we stepped inside the penthouse. “Anything. You know I love your cooking,” he replied, dropping our bags in the living room.

"My name is Barbara Adams..." ​Rhyssa’s lips twitch and her feline eyes crinkle with mischief, She lets out a low chuckle that vibrates in her throat. "Okay... Barbie." ​I blanch instantly and my mouth drops open at the horrible nickname. Barbie? Seriously??? Before I can snap back she smoothly steps closer, her tone dropping into a conspiratorial whisper as she gestures toward the patrons scattered around the room. "This is the VVIP section," she explains, her sharp eyeliner glinting under the red lights. "These are the creme de la crop of society we're dealing with up here... I'm talking extremely wealthy motherfuckers." She leans in a fraction closer, a wicked spark in her eyes. "I'm just

Kai Bailey reported; his face was devoid of any expressions. "I want the good news, not some ordinary ones," Faren Allen, the leader of the mafia organisation named The Hawk, said without stopping his practice. "Thomas Carter is one of our best assassins," Kai stated, watching his friend. "We will receive the good news soon." "Hm." Relaxing his fingers, Faren released his grip on the steel rod, jumping on the ground. His friend and assistant gave him the towel that was kept on adjacent gym equipment. Taking the towel, he pressed it against his sweaty body, wiping it.

The man ignored Livi's pain; Darren did it again until Livi pushed him roughly. "This is what you want isn't it? Heh." A corner of Darren's lips lifted, "or more than this? I'll give it to Livi, but not like you imagined!" Livi's body shuddered at that; she hoped the threat wasn't serious. Darren left him, even though the man was still fully clothed. Darren drove his car towards the bar. Meanwhile, Livina remained in the apartment. ^^^^^^ After a month, the police finally summoned Ralin to the police station. He also said goodbye to his household assistant.

He did not want to stay since she was giving him the cold shoulder. Ted chased after him and said, "Mister Penn, our agreement has to be canceled." "What do you mean?" asked Wilbur coldly. Ted sighed and said, "You just provoked Barry Lance. You should know that his younger brother is Xavier Lance, and he's in the mafia. People died because of him. I do like making money, but I prefer being alive." Wilbur turned cold and said, "You accepted my money." "I can give you a refund," Ted replied.

“He taught them how to catch me. He built the cage. He tightened the bars. He watched me rot for five years.” Calian stepped forward. Allen’s voice rose slightly, excited. “And then,” he continued, “someone opened the cage. Someone paid. Someone set me free.” Solyn froze. “Who.” Allen’s eyes glittered. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” Calian’s voice shook with restrained rage. “You were released on bail because the system is corrupt.” Allen grinned. “Oh, Calian. Don’t act like you don’t understand corruption. You’ve been dancing with it your whole life.”