Inside Edition Tonight Novels & Stories

In the midst of closing the door and turning on the car, Argos knocked on my window. "There's a great diner on the main street called The Dark Room. Check it out if you have the chance," he said before walking away. In no time at all, I put the car into drive and started to drive down the long, round driveway, cranking up the radio and jamming to ‘I'm Gonna Show You Crazy’ by Bebe Rexha. Something about the song was relatable, and I couldn't help but sing along. As I got closer and closer to the town, I could feel the excitement in the air. As soon as I found a parking spot, I turned the car off, grabbed my keys, phone, and wallet, and exited. Taking a deep breath, I walked toward the plaza'

In the morning at Fierro Resorts. "I've completed the paperwork you requested, Gideon. And there has been an update for tonight's dinner with Ms. Taylor, she wants to meet you tonight at eight o’clock." Freya said as she dropped the papers one by one on Gideon's desk. While Gideon was dumbfounded by the sight of the floor. "Gideon, are you even listening to me?" Freya asked again. "Yeah, just leave it on my desk, Freya. I'm just thinking a lot today," he replied coldly, his gaze still fixed on the floor.

The night was bitter for the two men that engaged in a brawl. That same night, the reporters uploaded the video of Alexia’s conversation with them revealing Edward and Rachel walking together in the middle of the night. Since the information is about the two popular netizens, everyone who was awake that night shared the information about the people.

"Jiho, calm down. Sir, this is Nightide. I ordered a private room for us." "Oh, yes, sir. He didn't tell me that. I apologize," he bowed to both Naiting Dae-Jung and the members: "Follow this young lady to your private room." A young blonde dressed in knee-high socks and a short black dress came around the corner. Her hair was pulled into a high ponytail and touched her shoulders.

“I dream of women. A lot.” “That’s scary? Hah. I didn’t think you were that sort of Greek.” “Piss off and die badly, sir,” Porcius shot back. “No, of women in the night, women in the woods.” “I see monsters in the woods. I’ll trade you dreams.” “You wish. No, they come to me a lot, images of an older gal with reddish gray hair, all kinky and long, gotta lil gal with her, ‘bout half her size.”

ANDY’S POV I block my face from the sun with my hand as I step out of Kelani’s News Company. It is the biggest News Company here in Texas and I knew they would want to take my story. I had gone to two others earlier today and I had agreed to do an interview by next week, if Drake wants to play the power game, then it’s game on. I climb into the car and Angela hands me a small bag of food and I take a peek inside.

So, she purposefully went home to change her clothes before making her way over to Tipsy Tonight. As usual, Tispy Tonight was a dazzling sight. Wade waited for her outside and led her to Edward’s usual booth. When the hostess opened the door for her, she realized that something wasn’t right. The usually noisy booth was completely silent. When Vivian walked into the room and swept her gaze around the place, she finally managed to gather a rough idea.

“Thanks.” He’s in uniform, looking hot with his hair pulled back. The color is back to his face, and he looks better. Though a proper inspection is probably a good idea. Hot in Here plays in my head again as I imagine him stripping naked in front of me. I’m getting so wound up and sexually frustrated. I need to stop. “I’ll see you tonight.” “Right,” I say. “Tonight.” “Time for bed, buddy,” I say Edward, eyeing the time.

“Everything she could twist.” I read without flinching. Old receipts. Old favors. Familiar names. “She’s counting on shame,” I said. “On me shrinking.” “She doesn’t know you,” he replied. “She knows leverage,” I said. “She just picked the wrong fulcrum.” A knock sounded controlled, deliberate. Elena entered with a folder. “She’s meeting someone tomorrow morning. Private club. West side.” Adrian’s eyes narrowed. “Who?” “An editor,” Elena said. “Not the one you expect.”

One thing is for sure, tonight's party will be a good source for drama and gossips. The red digits on the Orion dialler flashed four in the afternoon. It's about time to get myself smartened up for the party if I wanted to arrive on time for the main entertainment. I'm betting everything on Tracy's unexpected appearance just because. Victory is sweet but revenge is sweeter… all the better for a juicy article. Now the Inner City Daily will owe me one! Insert evil laugh here for dramatic effect if you will.