Red Light District Arc Novels & Stories

That's all I could do. Caden chuckled, a low, humorless sound. He stopped a few feet from me, close enough that I could feel the cold power coming off him. "Oh, I think you do. Do you really want to play this game? Because I have a video. A very clear video, Maeve. Of 'Eve' dancing at the Eclipse Club." My stomach dropped to my feet. A video. Security footage. Of course. How else would he know? I felt sick.

The text message that Dakota came from Bullet (also known as Leo) was about the business that they had in the mall as the green-haired woman hurried her way to the arcade somewhere in the mall. It was crowded when the gangster arrived in the arcade. The people were enjoying playing different games as they did not care if people would say that arcades are only for kids—they are not. Arcades were kind of an underrated good place to commit crimes without getting caught since everyone would be too busy playing different games. It was a crowded place with noises coming from different machines that a person could be drugged in a corner and no one could really notice it unless they would actually s

As they toured, they noticed that the streets weren’t as crowded as they would have been if it were during the day, although it meant that not all the business places were open, it still was an advantage for them as Joana every once in a while, still felt the need to feed on one of them. Mirabelle continued taking them round, and then to their final destination before they returned to the hotel, she took them to the Arcade by Hatchery, it was a popular bar located in the center of the CBD. They didn’t have anything to eat, only a few cocktails, as they spent most of the time there playing games. The coven went back and forth competing with each other, from ping-pong, football, super Nintendo

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SEVENTEEN There was no way to tell if the fog had dissipated throughout the day because, by the time Michael woke, the town beyond his window hazed again. Blue light from the halogen lamp in the carpark dueled with the neon pink MOTEL sign, dousing everything in slicks of color that refused to merge. Their glows seeped into the room, reflecting off his phone, burning in the dusty television screen. It itched to look at, all that arcade lighting. Dreams were easier.

Behind the gap of the table, she could see Xander's silhouette was emitted by the candles from outside the room. Xander stopped. "Thea?" "Yes. Shhh!" She came out of hiding and pulled Xander inside. "Is there anyone outside?" Xander poked his head out. There was no one along the corridor. "No." She closed the door and put her finger to her lips. The atmosphere in the office turned pitch black. A glimmer of light came in from the gaps between the floor and the door illuminating them. "Why are you here?" Xander asked. "Are you hurt?"

He knows how to find some light in the darkness. Adair glances over at me and his serious look turns into a small smile sending a wave of butterflies in my heart. It’s been a while since I’ve seen him smile and I’ve missed it. “Let’s go then.” I smile to the three men. ***** The red ball of sunrise plays on the horizon, the rain finally coming to an end. The lobby is quiet and it works to our advantage, because no one will know what were here to do allowing no information to reach to Marc through reporters and paparazzi.