Fanfiction Csi Miami Novels & Stories

Daniel muttered, and Mia laughed again. From the hallway Lauren chimed in: “Don’t mind me! Just Googling ‘how to build a polyamorous mafia compound’—carry on!” Axel groaned. Daniel pinched the bridge of his nose. Mia collapsed backward on the couch, head falling between them, and whispered, “God help me.” And maybe—just maybe—He would.

"He runs the bar I work, um, worked at. He fired me, over the telephone, after I couldn't come into work for a week after he raped me." Michael took the Magnum back from Julia. "Is that right? Well, let's see if Mickey can die in this dream." He pulled the trigger. Mickey let out a shriek, throwing his hands in front of his face... and then evaporated into nothingness right in front of them. "He woke up," Julia said. "Well this won't be the last that creep sees of me," Michael replied.

“Ashley is still alive. I’ll use her. She’ll give me what I need.” “No,” Michael growled, more viscous than ever. “If you touch her, I’ll kill you.” I laughed. “You think I won’t snap your neck right here?” “Do it,” he challenged, eyes blazing. “If it will make you feel more powerful, more in control. But it won’t bring back the Fernando I knew.” “Enough!” Santiago thundered. We both fell silent. He glared at us. “You two will tear each other apart before the FBI ever touches you.”

NIGHT’S OF CONFESSIONS BY THE WATERFALL PART ONE Cristina I Joined Jessblue outside with our blood tea. Sitting here on this rock makes me want to talk about Liam. I have never mentioned him after I left. I have never told anyone about Liam and myself. The only ones who know about him are my father and uncle. I wonder if she would listen to me, here goes nothing.

For the first time, I saw not just the man who controlled everything but the man who would destroy anyone who disrespected me. It made my pussy tingle. I loved a chivalrous man, like Jabari from Entergalactic. Dinner was an endless conversation about mundane things. Every woman at the table was dripping in diamonds and gossip. They smiled with perfect teeth, all wives of mafia lords and crime bosses. “So,” one of them drawled, a brunette with too much perfume and a Cartier bracelet, “how long have you two been… engaged?” Azrael didn’t hesitate to lie. “Six months.”

That earned me a small glare but at least she didn’t look like she was about to faint anymore, so I considered that progress. We stepped out of the casino into the Miami sunlight. The heat hit us instantly. Sienna shielded her eyes with her hand, squinting at the bustling street ahead. Her dark brown hair glowed in the sunlight, glinting with hints of bronze, and I found myself staring before I quickly looked away. If someone had told me a week ago that I’d fly to Miami for a quiet holiday and end up accidentally marrying a woman I met after she spilled coffee on me, I’d have laughed them straight out of the room.

“I caught a glimpse of that intense conversation you had with Cade in the service hall during intermission. Is... is that what has you so shaken up tonight?” I let out a long, ragged sigh, staring at the moonlit water. “Yes and no,” I answer quietly, my throat tightening. I want to tell him about the blood. I want to tell him about the knife and the shadow of Scarfo, but the mafia code of silence is a physical noose around my neck. I don't know who I’m allowed to trust anymore.

Jordan’s POV Running the whole of Crystal Bay was drilling, but it was nothing I couldn’t handle. The cops had come knocking, requesting permission to question Sierra because they found out she spent a lot of time with Charlotte before she died. Usually, the cops were on my payroll, so whenever they came to me with cases like this one, I knew there was something bigger at play. They were running out. I gave them loads of cash and told them to sort their shit without dragging my wife into it.

Mia whispers into the kiss since she was the one facing the stairs “What about his hands?” Carl asks “Bare” Mia says looking at the hand of the culprit “Good” Carl says and disengages from the kiss “He's gone” Mia says and ran up the stairs like she did in the last chapter but was for a good reason Carl picked his phone and called his Other Friend, Mark who worked in The Forensics lab in an hospital “We caught him” he says smirking “I Got It” Mia says rushing downstairs with a cello tape in her hand which she had used to get the Culprit finger print

He looked up at me expectantly, “Can we go in now?“ “No. Let's go to my bedroom instead,“ I walked past him, leading the way. “Why? What happened between you two again?“ He asked behind me, walking faster to keep up with me. “Ciara was fingerfucking herself on my table, with my files scattered at every corner of the room,“ We arrived at my bedroom and I slumped on the bed, facepalming myself. “What are you going to do about Ciara?“ Jason finally asked. “It seems she's hellbent on getting you to fuck her,“ “I almost kissed out the last air in her lungs back there. Maybe she wouldn't be so lucky next time,“ “You really are pissed. What happened?“ “I already told you…“ “Not with Ciara. With Har