Minus Pico Novels & Stories

But how? “Anyways, there's only one way out if you want your secret sealed and I can help you get out of the consequences that would follow, when Scorpion spills the beans “ Fiona offered. Jeniva gnashed her teeth . Scorpion? oh she even knows the nickname of that criminal? Well, that's too late. The idiot was already dead along with others. She chuckled softly and said “Looks like you're a little late. This celebrity is not afraid of anything because the dead can no longer speak” she boasted.

I tried to put Pio down and he wouldn't let me go he was inconsolable. © #KCMmuoe

he said. Adrian’s brow lifted slightly. “Of what?” “Information flow,” Micah replied. “Who’s talking. Where names are being mentioned.” She folded her hands together. “And?” “Nothing explosive,” he said. “But enough overlap to make me uncomfortable.” “Overlap how?” Micah met her gaze directly. “Your name is coming up in conversations you’re not in. That alone isn’t unusual. But Marcus Reyes is being mentioned in the same rooms.” The name settled into the space between them.

To drown out my whispers I turn the sink on. "Arlo, listen I understand where you are coming from. But I need money for college." "There are better ways to get money. You don't need to be naked for everyone. Please don't do it. Listen, it was fun taking photos of you that one day. But these pictures are private. I haven't uploaded them or anything. They are just sitting on my camera in a hidden location. No one can find them."

I wink. Inhaling a breath, I shut the door and head inside Quinn's house. Ice cream first. Pity party second. Anti-male chick-flicks third. ***

Both have ageless beauty like him, though human years they would be around their twenties. Thade had his jet black hair tied into a messy man bun. Strong jaw evident with his staple stubble on and bushy brows framing his steel blue eyes. His pale skin radiates against the blank ink on his skin. Being topless is his badge of honor. Showing off an oak tree tattoo from his back that stemmed its withered branches to his arms across his entire upper body. Though it doesn’t drown the presence of his chiseled abs. While he wore the same jet black color of wide legged pants that reached the floor as his bare feet stuck out. All his nails are also painted in black.

“He keeps me flush with the good shit and I’m always happy to share. Plus, I’ve never believed that it’s good for a man to drink, or smoke, alone. Isn’t that right, Warthog?” Through the haze of smoke, I could barely make out the rather furry man seated at the end of a large leather sofa. Warthog, who I thought looked a bit like Cheech, or was it Chong, simply smiled through his bushy black and grey beard. Causing his eyes to disappear behind his wire-rimmed glasses. “We’re not sitting, because we’re not staying,” Minus said, clearly pissed. “Actually, she can sit all she wants.” He motioned to me. “What the fuck do I care, but I’m outta here,” he said, turning to leave.

This one being close to the coordinates I plugged in. Platforms are different then the bracelets I have grown used to. While my old bracelet could take me to any location that wasn't protected by a security wall, a platform can only teleport you to another platform. It chooses the closest one to the coordinates you put in and then you walk to your destination. Not as efficient as the bracelets, but lower in cost and still handy. I inhale deeply and sigh. This home is in the perfect location. Hundreds of acres of prime hunting land surround it. My mate and I would be well provided for here. I could hire a proper security crew and they too would have ample hunting space. I walk the half mile t

It had to be cheating if I was technically out there on the internet looking available I chewed on the inside of my cheek and pulled the app on my phone. My profile still has the photo of my chest and the stupid bio Imogen wrote in our bio. I was going to delete it quickly and move on. Except the second I logged in, scrolled to settings and hovered over delete account, a little notification popped up at the top of the screen. PowerPlayBoy is online and 10 feet away. My heart dropped straight through my ribs. Ten feet? No.