Harvey Dent Novels & Stories

had rocked the medical industry to its core, finally reaching its conclusion in a manner that caught everyone off guard. Harvey was sentenced to death on charges of attempted intentional homicide, manufacturing and selling counterfeit medical devices, and framing others. His sentence was carried out without delay, and by the time he reached the execution chamber, his gaze was vacant. He was asked for his final words by the executioner when he suddenly broke into a frantic, desperate laugh. "You might have won, Matthew, but it doesn't matter since you're already dead!" It was then that a single shot rang out, effectively silencing him.

Sixth sentence: “This case is officially closed, Detective. Have a good day.” Harvey hangs up before Detective Russo can formulate a single syllable in response. The click of the ended call echoes in the high-ceilinged office. The silence that follows is dense, almost suffocating. Harvey doesn’t smile. There is no visible arrogance, no posture of someone who has just committed obstruction of justice at a federal level. He simply picks up the tablet again and returns to the files on Viktor Lang, as if he had just canceled a magazine subscription.

Alpha Wyatt never came back to the Packhouse while I was there, so I never even got to talk to him about anything—which didn’t help me get any sleep. I had just got to the diner and clocked in; Helping Amelia get the place ready to open, starting up some pots of coffee and making sure the dining area was clean and tidy. I make sure to unlock the doors and light up our open sign in the window. As I got behind the counter to put on my apron, my heart sinks to my stomach. Alpha Wyatt comes walking into the diner, ignoring him until I stopped in my tracks, his overpowering cologne flooding my nose. His smell took hold over me before I could even stop myself from turning around.

Before Harvey could react, he flicked his right foot, and the wooden floor pieces immediately flew out and blasted toward the place where Harvey was. Meanwhile, Denzel attacked Harvey by throwing a punch toward Harvey in the face with the intention of killing him. He was a tycoon of Mordu, and he rarely acted himself. However, he would surely take anyone in one blow if he made a move and not hold back. Harvey was indifferent. He then flipped a watermelon knife on the ground with his right foot. Clank, clank, clank, and instantly knocked down the wooden pieces. It was at this moment that Denzel had already appeared in front of him.

I wanted to ask what shipment they were talking about but I needed to remain silent. Eddie scrubbed a hand over his jaw, "We're paying you good money so we don't expect to get ripped off." "I've never let you guys down before," Gunnar answered. "Harper offered to sell us the same thing, cheaper and we've inspected the merchandise. It's all legit," Mickey declared, pulling out a cigar and lighting it. At this, Gunnar moved to sit at the edge of the couch, resting his elbows on his knees, "Did Harper tell you where he got the merchandise form at such short notice?"

I fix myself. We park and exited the car. We enter the elevator and go to the 12th floor of the building. "Mr. Brooklyn!" An old man shouted. Hilary's dad and the old man bro hug each other and shake hands. "Here's my daughter Hilary." I bowed and shake hands. "And here's my son, Richard." A five-foot and nine inches tall guy wearing a mask extends his hand. I shake hands with him. "So let's talk about the wedding?" My eyes almost got out in my eye socket. "WEDDING!?"

Elder Jasper, a great vampire elder and the oldest of vampires present in that meeting with over a century and fifty years he has lived cleared his throat and began to address the members. Harold sat at a corner slightly apart, he wasn’t part of the coven as the power to be among was taken from him the moment he lost the battle to Lucas many years ago. “Today, we are here because one of us has called us here to present a matter to us and we must be calm and hear what he has to say. Matteo, what is it you have for us?” Matteo stood from his seat and crept forward after exchanging a quick look with Harold.

Still, he held himself back, clenching his jaw. Levi gestured at some men who were standing behind him. The three men walked up ahead and removed their hoods, revealing their faces. Dalton staggered backwards. He stared at the three men, deeply shocked. “You stabbed my mother… you killed her. You killed my parents.” Dalton voiced out, finding it hard to believe that the same person we’d considered to be our savior at that time, was the same person who’d caused the war among our kind. There was a pin drop silence as everyone glanced at Dalton, fearing his reaction. He was fuming.

to jet black and his skin was a beautiful copper tan. Did I get kidnapped by a model? I immediately jumped up and went to pull my gun from my holster only to realize it wasn’t there, “Who the fuck are you? Where am I? Where is my gun? Listen, just let me go. I don’t have anything for you! Let me go, I promise I won’t tell anyone!” I was backing away from the man when I realized there were two more massive men standing behind the couch I had been laying on. “Uhh, ma’am, I found you just outside my property. You were knocked unconscious so I brought you here and my,” his eyes darted to the smaller of the two men, “friend here, Connelly, patched up that nasty wound on the back of your head. I’

DEA I was putting together my presentation for the seminar for more than half the day, distracting myself from my real problems. When I opened the email last night, I was excited but it was short-lived when I read the names of the other scientists that were going to be there as well. Dr. Jason Yates stood out to me and all of a sudden I was a sobbing mess yet again but I found my happy place as I buried my head in Victor's pillow and inhaled a scent I could only relate to him.