Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas Novels & Stories

In the Mafia, people are ruled and moved by two things; Power and Fear Fear of your Capo was what made men offer their loyalty Fear was what kept Declan and the fùcking Irish away from my territory I willed power and fear like a tool, ruled by it, too But lately, Fear was the foreign sensation in my heart when I remembered Calista's abduction. It was what ate me alive when every search for the X Bròtherhood came out futile. My heart constricted behind my chest and I stole a glance at Callie My breath hitched. The same way it does every single time I get to lay my dammed eyes on her Fuck. She's beautiful. She's everything I need. Everything I would murder and kill to protect

As he buckled me in, he scolded, "Jenna, are you an idiot? How could you let things get this bad and not reach out to me sooner?" I stayed silent. The car was passing through a traffic light when the villa suddenly caught fire for no apparent reason. The villa was my family home. It held all the memories of me and loved ones. How could I possibly stand by and watch it burn? I ordered Richard to turn back immediately, then called the fire department. I was stepping out of the car when I saw Nigel having a public breakdown, thinking I had died. I stayed hidden in the crowd, watching as he struggled to breathe and eventually passed out.

Enyo Burnside (Too late to turn back) The minute I yank my arm free from the prick I shift, that’s when my wolf senses him. I could feel his eyes on me, it both sent a thrill through me and fear. My wolf whimpers as I make her turn away from him, and if I'm honest my heart squeezes tight enough to take my breath away. I need to think, I need to go over the reports that I of the night my parents and Mate were killed; My mate.

Chapter-9-Lisha I didn’t understand why I felt unease every time Prince Lucan crossed my path. My wolf stirred restlessly, refusing to calm. I was not easily frightened, yet something about him scare at me from the inside. I forced myself to appear calm. Fear will increased the suspicion they already had. One of Leon’s men had been shadowing me these past days. A skilled warrior lurking behind me, l couldn't even did as if I've noticed without betraying myself?

I screamed, voice breaking. "Even if I die, I'll come back as a ghost and haunt you! You'll die a horrible death!" Celeste clapped her hands with a smirk. "What a husband I have. So bold, even at the end. Then, go on... Die like a man." Just as the sand reached my chin, engines roared in the distance. Dozens of off-road vehicles surrounded us, lights cutting through the dust. Celeste froze, her voice trembling as she looked toward the woman stepping out of the lead car.

"Jake quick here!" She quickly whipped Pegasus in the butt away from the place. Just in a few minutes they were on the edge of the Hacienda when Jasmine woke up in fear. She suddenly remembered that afternoon, they had enjoyed talking. But Jake's life is dangerous for the two of them only, lest they might be in an encounter. She remembered the last thing Mang Castor said not to spend the afternoon on the plateau with rebels roaming their area in recent days. It wouldn't matter if she was alone. She will certainly be not touched. But if shes with a soldier, there might be encounters for that rebellious people and Jake alone. Jasmine is in her flesh shaking with her own nervousness. As Pegasus

Vernero, the one with mad ass tattoos roared slowly, yet dangerously, and I felt his stare penetrating through all the barriers of my being and making my very core tremble from unpatrolled fear. Of all the things I couldn’t figure out about Leigh, Vernero was on top of the list. Just how the fuck does she handles that guy? ~~~ About an hour later, we were driving through the busy streets of LA, and my neck hurt like a damn bitch from being craned for a long time time. But I couldn't help it, 'cause hun, this city was literally something straight out of the dreams. It was lively and very enchanting and I couldn’t wait to explore every single corner of it. I mean what was there to fear when I

Like, yes I’m mad about what they just did but I can’t just leave the house? Where am I gonna go? I don’t have a place to stay. Or maybe I'm just thinking too much? She won't drive me away from the house, right? She opened my door harshly and looked at me with madness in her eyes. “M-mom,” I said in a small voice. She is still staring at me sharply. Like a lion looking at its prey. Mom is really scary when mad. “M-mom, you can’t expect me to just accept your decisions especially that my future is at stake.” I reasoned out. I didn’t mean to shout at them. To argue with them, I was just blinded by my feelings that is full of hatred.

My elbow hits the vase mistakenly as it falls on the ground. Stupid girl! "Ohh so you are there, " He heard it, feeling the shiver running down my spine, I hope it hasn't happened, I haven't met him. I felt a stronghold on my right hand, He towers over me, "L-Leave me alone, " I stuttered, trying not to look up into his dark brown eyes which scares me. He chuckles darkly, leaning towards me, he said. "Not today, my love, " I shut my eyes tightly 'this is just a nightmare, it will end' I thought.

“What I’m trying to say is, “she continued, still fishing for words I suppose. Good thing she didn’t choose journalism or law for a career. Talk about career suicide, “gazelles hate lions, “ I looked up at her raising an eyebrow, “gazelle hates lions?” I echoed unimpressed even for her. “Yes! Gazelle hate lions, cats hate dogs, white and black and celebrities loathe paparazzi” There was a pregnant pause in the air. Then I nodded, “makes a little sense,” “Great!” she gasped. “I said a little, don’t get cocky.”