Post Malone Getting Flashed Novels & Stories

She grabbed the flashlight from her glove compartment and got out, scanning the area. Daniel's car was gone. Maya's breath caught. That could mean anything. Maybe he'd driven away. Maybe the killer had moved the body. Maybe the whole video had been staged. But then she saw it—dark stains on the concrete where his car had been parked. She knelt down, her flashlight revealing the unmistakable pattern of blood, already drying in the December cold. "No," Maya whispered. "Please, no." Her phone buzzed again. She yanked it out, ready to scream at whoever was tormenting her, but stopped when she saw the message.

At the company's annual awards ceremony, my boss personally presented me with the "Employee of the Year" award. The bonus was ten million dollars, and he promised it would go through immediately, right there on the spot. Hundreds of my coworkers rose to their feet and applauded. Champagne and confetti rained down around me. But the next morning, the police showed up and took me from my own home. The company had reported me, claiming I suffered from a severe delusional disorder, that I'd not only imagined receiving a ten-million-dollar bonus but had also attacked the finance system in an attempt to siphon off company funds. I pulled up the transfer record and the gala footage on my phone

“In my line of work? Everyone is an enemy. Could’ve been anybody.” I walked around the car and inspected the slashes. “Nah.” He looked at me. “This wasn’t work.” I straightened. “This was a woman.” There was too much anger in those slashes. Malik threw his arms into the air. “Fine. You’re right. This woman I ghosted found me.” He pulled out his phone and showed me the video. I watched it once, then started laughing. “This shit isn’t funny,” he said with a frown on his face.

I'm crying in front of my best friend. Then, Direct said. There was a flashback of how I flirted with Mr. Perez. It's not true that he took advantage of me that night when something happened between the two of us. In the previous scene, I was drunk. But the truth... Mr. Perez is really the real drunk that I took advantage of. I blackmailed him about what happened to us one night. That's why he can't catch me. So I can follow him in everything. Direct said this is how the flashback works. So that people who watch this movie will be surprised and shocked.

It's been a month since he got bursted, and he's as good as new. “Well, well,” he said, voice smooth, almost mocking. “Laurent, trying to sweat the demons out?” I pushed back to my feet, chest heaving, and wiped the sweat from my brow. “What do you want, Malik?” My voice came out harsher than I intended, but he thrived on cracks, and I wasn’t going to give him one. He tilted his head, as if considering how much fun he wanted to wring out of this moment. “Thought I’d drop by with a little… newsflash. You like news, don’t you?”

“Maybe we don’t have to give up on the models.” Eric looks at Matt’s empty bottle. “We’re in trouble. He’s seeing models everywhere. Operation stop Matt from sleeping with the first woman who talks to him.” “That’s the exact opposite of my idea,” Max says. Matt shakes his head before tilting it toward the bar. “No, I did. The blonde who was only in the finale, remember her? I swear that’s who I saw near the end of the bar.” I immediately remember her—everything about her. “You blokes keep imagining your models,” Max says with a grin. “I’m stepping outside for a smoke.”

If Kat heard the whistle made by the boys inside the classroom, she chose to ignore it. “Booty call?” Flynn lifted one brow and gave an uncaring shrug of his shoulder. “You name it what you want but you were never my girlfriend. I sleep with girls but I do not date them.” Kelsey could see that Kat was on the brink of breaking down and when she watched the other girl blinking her eyes multiple times to refrain her tears from falling, she saw herself in her. She recalled that night when Shane had publicly embarrassed her at Mitch Hammer’s party and she hated it. Although it was quite stupid of Kat to get involved with someone like Flynn who was famous for being the notorious man-whore and it w

Kandy asked "I have time to myself " Malik replied "With a friend?" Kandy asked "My friends are right over there at the bar" Malik replied "You know what I'm talking about" "Who else is my friend?" Malik asked. "Because my friends don't flirt with me when they know I'm in a relationship" "I'm not flirting with you" Kandy replied. "I'm just being friendly with you" "Sure you are" Malik said in a sarcastic tone "Come on! Let me prove it to you.Just a friendly hang out section,no flirting or funny business"

They always hung out together. “Is this boring or are you already missing Jake?” Phoebe's giggle was followed by Stacey's smirk. “Hey!!! Amy what is this?” the next moment Stacey was yelling at my ears. For a moment I thought that she was pointing at some sought of insect on my shoulder. “What is it?” I roughly saw a mark on my shoulder. And when I looked back at Stacey her eyes widened with fear or surprise which I’m not sure. Phoebe was already scanning my shoulders.

Jason pulled out a chair and sat down, facing his laptop. He dug his hands into his pocket to take out a flash drive. Staring blankly at it and turning it around his fingers, he inserted it into the laptop. It was the video of the day, Crystal died. How did he get the video? FLASHBACK