One Last Stop Casey Mcquiston Novels & Stories

" In the video, my bedroom door opened a crack. Paige tiptoed to my bedside, confirmed that I was asleep, then turned toward the desk. She opened my pencil case and quietly removed the admission ticket. Mason stared at the screen in shock. His lips moved. Then he pulled out his phone and dialed a number. It rang once before the other person answered. "Mason?" Paige sounded delighted. "You finally called me! Where did you go? You didn't even show up for orientation, and I've been terrified. Why didn't you tell me anything? Do you know how worried I've been?" Mason interrupted her. "Did you steal Hannah's exam admission ticket?" The other end went silent for two seconds.

Then—just as Sebastian stepped through the Hartwell gates—he ran straight into Vivian, who'd been waiting impatiently for Nathan and Nathan Jr. And in that moment, the system's cold, mechanical voice echoed in my mind: [Mission complete. Transmission initiating now.] A blinding white light flashed, and my soul vanished from this world without a trace. Sebastian's body went rigid. His eyes reddened without warning. "After everything," he whispered, "you still wouldn't give me a chance." He shoved past the stunned Vivian and walked away, never looking back. Vivian barely had time to process the shock of seeing my corpse—before she found herself staring into Nathan's bloodshot, terrifying eyes.

Everyone said my wife, Zoey Harper, was an amazing wife and mom who'd do anything for me and our son, Leo. Leo's doctor warned us three times that he might not make it. Then he died. Zoey claimed she was overseas for work. She wasn't. She'd invited Peter Cole—the first love she'd never gotten over—and his family to our apartment for dinner. I came home carrying Leo's urn, ready to confront her. Instead, she tossed my luggage into the hall. "We have guests, and we're out of rooms. Go stay somewhere else for a few days."

The year Chelsea Shelton, a Hawthorne Bay heiress, hated me more than ever, she brought home one guy after another. And after she was done with them, she made me pay them off. I'd cursed, fought, even landed in the hospital after throwing hands with escorts. Eventually, I stopped caring and signed one million-dollar check after another. All so she'd keep paying Dad's medical bills. Then Dad went into cardiac arrest again. He was critical. Hands shaking, I called Chelsea. She told the hospital to kick him out of the ICU. "Rowyn Reynaud, that's not how you beg. I don't like it." I tore home through the rain and begged her to let him stay. She made me stand outside all night and liste

Ricardo Tucci suffered from severe prosopagnosia, constantly mistaking me for my best friend, Ella Henderson. At an antique auction, he won the gem brooch I had coveted for years, only to hand the box to Ella. When I pointed out his mistake, he merely shrugged it off. "It's just a piece of jewelry. Since it suits her, she can keep it." At an exclusive gala, Ricardo walked down the red carpet with Ella on his arm, while I, his actual fiancée, was stopped at the doors, left to endure the humiliating stares of high society. Afterward, his excuse was as careless as ever. "My face blindness got in the way again. Sorry you had to deal with that." On my birthday, he promised to drive us to o

The tension was lessen but Coach Sha speaked again. "In this battle, I'll still choose my Baby Katie." Mama Sha run at the stage and hugged Jane, she congratulated me as well. "You won the battle sweetheart." Mama Sha hugged me. I was the one who first ran at the backstage, I was still hearing them. "Now, coaches. Jane is up for steal!" Quen exclaimed but no one was pressing their buttons. "Sorry Jane, you've been elimated from the competi—." Quen didn't continue his words because the three coaches press their buttons, that was so cool!

In return for all the cakes, he always prepared Hazel's favourite Italian dish for dinner. He walked into the employee-only room, changed his work clothes to his normal clothes as his shift was over. ‘Raymond, don't forget your promise!’ Mike suddenly appeared from behind and slapped his shoulder so hard that he almost jumped in surprise because he did not notice Mike's presence. ‘Yes, I know. Today is the last day I treat you, right?’ Mike nodded. Suddenly, Mike brought his face closer to Raymond. His eyes narrowed as he studied it, making Raymond a little uncomfortable with that.

He paused displaying a wide grin then again continued, "You all know that I was waiting for the right time to retire and hand everything to the hand of my son. For those of you who have been waiting for that time, like me, all your waiting is coming to an end today. Because today I'm going to retire. And...My wonderful assistant would proclaim the rest." Mrs. Mcmaster held her breath...This can't happen... The veins in her head are about to explode...All her efforts could not be in vain. The whole world seemed to fall on her in an instant. How can everything change in the blink of an eye? She broke into a layer of thin cold sweat, her heart began to drum crazy. Her eyes shifted at Casey, min

“Seb, found something, but more likely a dead-end. The rental car was abandon at the gas station 10 miles away from Night Stalker. The company will send me a copy of the GPS he used. We can find out the last place he went before he abandoned it.” I nod and slump my body to my couch. I remember this couch where we cuddled after the hot sex. We watched movies with ice cream and then made out. Please, baby, hang on there. I’m coming to get you. I pray over and over again, I prop my elbows on my knees and cup my face. I ask myself why this has to happen to me and Abby? My phone rings in my pocket, and it’s Mike. “Mike, still no updates. We are still gathering information. I can’t tell you anythi

Chapter 68: Like A Rat In A Trap The Hall, Ridgecrest High School, Fallon Creek, Michigan... It had been a struggle to get through the remainder of the afternoon for Casey Peterson as his wolfish nature had not been too keen on all the noise and annoying people that surrounded him when he'd left his final class and attempted to get to his locker. He had been caught unawares as he shoved numerous heavy books into the metal locker that had been assigned to him since his first arrival and lightened the load from his backpack which was doing a number on his aching shoulders after such a heavy practice before his last class. Casey had been so preoccupied with the lightening of his load that he ha