Gta 5 Wade Novels & Stories

The meeting was over. Back in our room, I watched as Wade plugged his phone to it's charger. It was surprising how easily he could switch emotions. Back there, he was piping hot looking ready to take on the world but right now, he looked as calm as ever like he could never hurt a fly. I sat on the bed and sighed. "They kicked me to the curb, and what? Five million is too small?" I said. I wished I had said these things earlier, but I also knew it wouldn't have made a difference. It was easier to talk to Wade because I knew that he would listen.

John assured me, but even his voice had an edge to it. Glancing at my brother, I could see Irving was just as rabid as Jericho about getting Wade. Understandable given what Sakina did to his mate. I tried those stupid calming breathing exercises. Yeah, those are for people with patience. Jericho and me? We don’t have that. As we pulled up the horseshoe driveway to Wade’s contemporary home, the heavy oak door opened, and Wade stepped out. He looked like he was going for a run or the gym dressed in the pack-issued tearaway shorts and a muscle shirt.

Thin smoke still rose from the bonnet. Wade forced open the partially jammed passenger door and retrieved his phone, which had been thrown under the seat. The screen was cracked but still working. He immediately called Rocky. The dial tone echoed. Wade waited only three seconds before Rocky answered the call. “Sir?” “I'll send you my location,” said Wade immediately. His voice sounded flat, as usual. “There are wolf corpses you need to take care of.” Rocky didn't ask any more questions, simply replying, “Understood.”

“If I find out you had any hand in this—any hand at all—I will end you right here. Do you understand me?” Reed didn’t answer. His jaw flexed, but no sound came. “I asked you a question!” Wade’s fist slammed down on the armrest of the chair, making it rattle. “Did you help them? Did you?” The only response was a wet, rattling cough. Blood flecked Reed’s lips. “Pathetic old man,” Wade muttered, straightening up. “You’re not even worth killing.” From the shadows, Ace spoke again, softly this time. “Boss, let us handle this. We’ll track Kathrina. We’ll—”

"We won't let the police take you away, Wade. We just want you to come back." "I don't belong here." "Where is your father, Wade?" Eve asked softly. "Where is your mother?" A tear dropped from his eyes and he shook his head. "Dad gambled. Suicide... And Mum was sick... She passed away." "Wade..." Eve wiped her tears. "Do you know how hard I worked, Evelyn? I worked hard for many years to come to this city. To get my revenge."

If I can accumulate a little power in the gang in a few years, I’ll look for an opportunity to kill that bastard Andre too! He was feeling happy and complacent when he suddenly heard Andre shouting from the inside, “Mr. Wade, you’ve already lost all of your chips! How are you going to continue playing with me?” Gopher was astounded. “Holy shit! He lost everything so soon?!” He pushed the room door open and strode in the room, and asked worriedly, “Boss, Mr. Wade! What’s going on?”

he paused stopping in front of his car, he looked back up at the building, the same one he'd just stepped out from, if Garcia wanted to play, then he was ready to play with him. "That favour you owe me, I'm ready to call it in now" he muttered before getting pulled open his car door and entered inside, shutting it with a thud. **** Nate sat in the makeshift office he'd been assigned to since Tuesday at Spade's club, today he was kind of alone, after Matteo had dropped him off at the club he left immediately, and the man he'd been holed up with since Tuesday just left now, said he had something to do.

"What is it?" "The base now!" What was it again? I really wanted this to be fast. I had to go to Aly's place. I drove to the base. Pressed in the passcode and got in the huge house. "I really hope this doesn't take all of my time, I've something important to attend to." Aly was important to me. Billy as well as the other guys showed me a video. It was Bianca in a car with Wesley. Damn. Thet seemed like they were having a conversation, a deep one and at the end, they hugged and kissed and Bianca was giving a bundle of money.

Before I could say anything, Wade had already grabbed my hand. He pulled me out of the library as if I had no choice but to follow him. When we got downstairs, Wayne was already there. He stood beside the car, holding a cellphone and a clipboard in his other hand. He moved so fast! Wade had only talked to him on the phone a little while ago, yet here he was already, as if he had teleportation powers. “Good afternoon, Master Wade, Miss Lily,” Wayne greeted politely with a slight bow.

The honeyed lilt of her voice twinkled through the hallway, and Colton felt a familiar pang beneath his chest. Wade. That was it. The little fucker. What was his fucking game, rocking up at her door at nine at night? Colton didn't need a second guess. "But a coffee sometime sounds nice. I'd love to spend some time with you and your grandmother. She's such a sweet woman." Ha. A sense of pride swelled within him. Wade's eyes widened in embarrassment, his gaze shifting down to his feet as he stuttered, "Oh, I meant... maybe it could be just..."