Henley Reeves Now You See Me 2 Novels & Stories

Even from inside, she could see the way his shoulders carried the night — heavier, sharper, dangerous. The door burst open before she could move. Hawk and Tank came in first, hauling crates between them, sweat and soot streaking their faces. Cherry appeared to grab one, muttering curses under her breath. More brothers followed, laughter rough and jagged, the kind that sounded more like defiance than joy. Then Rhett stepped through.

“Call me back when you can.” “If you hear any more about Patron’s plans, call or text,” I said as I made a mental note to ask Em. “I will.” We disconnected the call, and I made my way out of the library, searching for Armando. The door to the theater room was slightly ajar. I peeked in. Maybe it was constructed for Josie? I didn’t have the energy to give that more thought. I found Armando sitting at the breakfast bar drinking a cup of coffee while Contessa was cleaning the stove. With his suit coat missing, his holster and gun were visible.

Feeling that my mom and Mike might find that a bit unusual, I went back to my bed and continued rolling all over like a little girl. I sat upright when I heard the door open, Mike's head poked in with a look that screamed confusion. “What's happening babe? You mom and I heard you laughing, did something good happen?” He came into the room, looking around like it was his first time inside there. “I just saw a funny meme online, it's nothing serious.” The smile I was trying hard to hide, did not waste anytime in hiding itself once Mike's entire body frame was in sight. He sat down on the bed and out of reflex, I shifted away from him slightly. “Can I see it too?”

While everyone's attention was focused on Mandy and Lenard, I seized the opportunity to lunge forward and snatch my phone from the floor. A second later, Lenard's grunts and Sarah's moans were blaring through the room. The sound of skin on skin and the filthy, vulgar words they said to each other dropped like a bomb. Immediately, everyone crowded closer to get a better look at the video. Through the gap in the door, they could only vaguely see the figures, but there was no denying that those voices belonged to Lenard and Sarah.

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.

“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

And then, from behind her, Phoebe heard a cold smooth voice. “Little Phoebe, I feel so sorry for you. Playing the whore between Lorenzo's sheets won't hold him for long. And you don't have anything else to offer him, do you?” In shock, Phoebe froze, and then she spun around with a jerk. But Mia had already moved on to chat with an older couple some distance from her. However, Sunny was standing only a foot away, her mouth wide, her eyes almost as appalled as Phoebe's.

I walked past the huge monitoring screen and then ,something caught my eye. I halted on my steps, tilting my head to side to look at the screen. CCTV cameras covered everywhere in this place and at one side of the screen, I saw a man and... I cocked a brow.Rachel?!She moved closer and then, she kissed him. What the...? Wait!... isn’t that Reece?... Reece Norman of California city.I scowled.That bastard!I stood there watching them kiss passionately and he was touching her.“ Ha... I never saw that coming. Reece and Rachel?... crap!” I said to myself.I took out my phone, quickly dialing Black Ace’s number. He picked.“

I died on the day I was supposed to receive the Silvermoon Devotion Medal from the pack. My family, though—they were busy celebrating my little sister winning the "Pack's Best Neighbor" award at her birthday party. While she made her wish for the whole family to love her forever, I dialed my fated mate, Alpha Theodore, begging for help. He cut me off with an impatient snap— "Diana, this is the most important moment of Elara's life. Quit pulling those petty stunts for attention." It was the ninety-ninth time he'd chosen her over me. But there won't be a next time. Because I'm already dead.

Taylor's POV I can hear faint voices around me. "Taylor, honey. Please wake up, don't scare mum." I instantly recognize that voice; it belongs to mom. I feel a slight headache, and I fight through the pain trying to open my eyes because I did not like the darkness when my eyes are closed. I use all my energy to pry open my eyes and finally I did it. I saw my parents surrounding me and my sister getting up from the seat when she sees me wake up.