Henley Reeves Now You See Me 2 Novels & Stories

Soon the whiteness of the spiritual realm returned … just in time for Razeen to open his eyes. “… everyone, stand in celebration for the newly united couple: Razeen and Kelly Kandake-Okpara, our future chiefs,” the Sangoma announced to all of the guests. Both Kelly and Razeen opened their eyes simultaneously opened and met each other’s gaze. It was surreal as if they were both instantly aware that the other had shared their experience and yet they were alone in their spiritual realization.

Bottomless. Watching. “…I see again.”

So I answered him. HENRY: Not sure what’s going on. Someone started a video. But nothing’s happening on it. It’s just showing an empty bedroom. RUSH: Weird. He was telling me. Abandoning the television, I returned to the main door of the room and tried to open it again. No luck. Then, from behind me, I heard it. A laugh. But not just any laugh. Her laugh. Stomach dropping, I came around slowly as Avery appeared in the bedroom on the screen, hand in hand with Reuben, who was chuckling as he kissed her and drew her toward the bed, which was where the camera focused all its attention.

“I’ll get it, Mrs. Reynolds. Go ahead and finish up in the kitchen.” He walked down the long foyer and opened the heavy front door, expecting to see a courier from the office or a security guard with a nightly report. Instead, Vanessa Clarke stood on the porch. She was wearing a trench coat over a casual silk dress, a bottle of expensive red wine clutched in her hand, her expression an anxious mix of desperation and forced cheerfulness. “Nathaniel, darling,” Vanessa said, stepping past him into the house before he could say a word. “I couldn't stay in that apartment for another night without seeing you. You haven't answered my calls since the gallery incident, and I was getting worried sick

I mutter and look up to the ring to see Harley is nowhere to be seen. Fuck.

She smiled and nodded, her eyes too tired to open. After she was bathed and dressed in less abrasive clothing, Nimbe laid her down on the couch of the study as Hans cleaned her room, the floor seeming to be almost wholly covered in blood. Sir watched him silently, realizing that maybe there was some ounce of truth to what the advertisement had said months ago-perhaps not the same words, but the same genre: something not akin to natural world. He returned to the study and watched her sleep for a moment, realizing that the sounds he had faintly heard last night may have accounted to whatever happened to her. His mind couldn't wrap around the event; could she entirely control whatever happened?

"Which movie do you want to watch?" He says, "Up to you. I am fine with anything you choose." I smile and say, "Let's watch The Avengers." We watch the movie in complete silence and once it's over, both of stretch. Zach says, "This is the best movie ever. Let's watch the endgame together when it is released." I smile. "Sure, I loved the movie." I yawn and say, "Do you want to sleep here?" Zach looks a little uncomfortable and says, "Erm... I think I will pass. I will just sleep in the guest room."

Some friend she was, leaving me all alone with the big bad wolf, who looked ready to bite as he settled into her seat. "I-I-I wasn't talking about you sir, it-it's just this movie I watched last night—" He leaned close, a smirk on his face, eyebrows raised. "Oh really?" I nodded eagerly. "Yeah." "Title?" I stared absent-mindedly at his lips... they were so pink, so full and lustrous. I shook my head to clear the fog in my head. "Huh?" "What's the name of the movie?" He clarified. I said the first thing that came to mind, "Oh... uh-uhm, Fifty Shades of Grey." then paled when I realized what I had just said.