Illusion Ross Lynch Novels & Stories

Lorenzo asked as he tightened his grip. “B-but i could lose my job!” Dr Ross exclaimed as his eyes teared up. Lorenzo shook his head “Now Doc, I don’t know if you’ve noticed but I don’t give a fuck.” He hissed before asking in a venomous tone, “Are you in or not?” "Yes, y-yes! I'm in, i-I'm in!" Dr Ross cried. He fell to the floor when Lorenzo let his neck go. "Good choice." Lorenzo muttered. "Now, my friend, Angelo and I have a plan and you are apart of that plan..."

I opened the door expecting Alec but to my utter surprise it was someone else, a person I didn't want to see. It was Ross. I forced a smile and invited him in. As I was closing the door after Ross entered, I saw Alec seated on the sofa looking grim. His girl had gone. “How are you, Lynn?” Ross asked when I sat on the bed next to him. Why is he in my room after all he did? “Fine,” I said with a forced smile. “I know you're not,” He said matter-of-factly. So what are you gonna do about it? “Oh really?” I asked, looking at my desk which was opposite my bed. “You're a psychic now. Interesting.”

He likes seeing Ross disgruntled and embarrassed. "I might as well kill you," Maxwell Ross commented and gritted his teeth in bitterness, unable to accept the fact that he can't own Kendall Von. "Don't talk to me, Ross, someone might think we're friends. Can you see these gashes and injuries? you did this, bastard." Hase hissed and strode past him. He pinched the bridge of his nose and breathed heavily, "Damn this team," he mumbled. The blue sky which mirrors the deep sea had its clear reflection as clouds were scattered above. A bright day greeted Hase Rutledge, he had arrived at Hardon Hotel and Resort.

Rohos Lycan opens her mouth and a haze envelopes both her and Elder Tom, we all watch as her face shifts, displaying so much emotions, fear, confusion, bewilderment and shock. “You, you, you! You’re a murderer! You’ve lived, feeding off of other peoples life force, what are you?! I need to get my mother away from you!” Elder Tom looks up with bloodshot eyes “NO! YOU CAN NOT TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME JUDY IS MINE!” he shifts and launches at his daughter but Roho caught him effortlessly by the throat. “You will bring no more harm to anyone else Tomas Xani, you take him to a prison that has stainless steel until I decide what I shall do with him” Harry moves taking Tom who is now unconscious and ca

She wanted to console him but couldn’t as she kept sobbing silently. "You know what!" he said as he wiped his tears She looked at him, she has never seen Lyon in a state he couldn’t control his tears. He moved closer to her couch as he wiped his tears again "I think the music is doing all this, you know sometimes it makes us see things like the way I saw my parents. I think it wants us to believe that Liv is dead, but….but she’s not dead, the music has hidden her somewhere inside the house and we have to find her before it’s too late…No, no it can never be too late, she’s not going anywhere without me." he whispered audibly

Breathing out heavely Rosalyn climbed up the small trailer steps and into the little kitchen/dining room area where she found the homeowners daughter sitting. "Hi Lyn," she said innocently. Everyone called her Lyn. Rosalyn was too formal and Rosie reminded her of her childhood she refused to remember. Some, but very few, called her Rosa. For you to call her by that name meant you were important to Lyn. It meant she had let down her guard and allowed you to get to know the mysterious Rosalyn Vargas and her many personalities she had. Lyn was complicated too understand and read, but that's because she suffered from a borderline personality disorder. No one really knew that except the few who c

Captain Ross did not hesitate to parry the incoming attack on Lyor and Ken, and his sudden arrival stunned the two black robed man that is still using the darkness as cover to be in the advantage even with the injury that Ken gave to one of them. “Master Lyor are you okay?” Captain Ross retreated to their side while worriedly glancing at Lyor’s bleeding wound. Lyor laughed at Captain Ross’ seemingly constipated look, but his movements pulled his wound which twisted the smile on his face into one that is uglier than crying.