Serial Novels & Stories

“And what would that be?” “I want your ledger.” Cutter laughed, struggling to stifle a cough. “What the fuck are you talking about?” “Your black book. The ledger you keep locked away. The one that contains your club’s contacts, business associates, bank codes. You know the one I’m talking about.”

She pointed out to an office chair close to the arrayed set of electronics. Jessy started towards her like she was going to beat the hell out of her and then passed her. She picked a pencil from the table and Dale knew she was in for a hell of discussion. "It isn't glasses, it's a damn camera." She twisted the right handle of the glass and revealed a USB port. "Were you afraid?" Jessy asked, softly. "No, why would I?" She lied. "I felt like beating them up and eating them like bread crumbs." She boasted, throwing punches in the air.

I played the video. "Bonjour Detectives! Je' m'appele Morse! Haha! If it isnt the selfish infamous Leounet detectives. Let's see if you can be such a saint this time around. I'll give you a clue. Following the nostalgia of the game." He laughed maniacaly, "Raise a toast to us! You've been a good sport" He held a glass cup of what seemed to be wine and took a sip.

Eli stood by the window, the soft glow of the moonlight catching the sharp line of his jaw and the gentle, expectant look in his eyes as you entered the room. "I've been thinking about this all day," he murmured, his voice a low, melodic vibration that seemed to settle deep in your chest. He didn't wait for an answer. He moved across the space with a slow, deliberate grace, closing the gap until you could feel the heat radiating from him. When his hands finally found your waist, they were steady and warm, pulling you flush against him. You could feel the thrum of his heartbeat—fast, rhythmic, and echoing your own.

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All audits, trends, schedule and device inspections completed for both stores. Do we have any service tickets? If not, let's please start a trail so we can get it fixed. It may not be bandwidth as much as server connection issues. For Capri, work never stopped she would often go to sleep at random times in the morning and woken up by work. Between supply partners , upper management, customer complains and co-workers. It never seems to stop. Today should have been a day off, which means answering work related questions off the clock all while she was running personal errands.

"Barely." ​"It’s 4:59, sir," I replied, stepping forward and placing the silver flash drive on the polished mahogany surface. "The edit is complete." ​Luke finally looked up. His eyes were sharp, scanning me with a clinical detachment that made me want to shrink. He reached for the drive, his fingers brushing against mine for a fleeting second. I felt a jolt—a phantom spark of the connection we once had—but his expression didn't change. He plugged the drive into his computer, the silence in the room stretching until it felt suffocating.

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“ Ok, I’m ready, “ I say to an empty porch. I got dressed in my usual jeans and a flannel. It was my casual and fancy wear. “ Over here, “ he calls. I walk out and look around a bit. All I see are beautiful evergreen trees and a few cherry trees, bushes, and tall green grass. We didn’t bother to cut the grass since we owned such a big plot of land. He appears beside me in my peripheral vision smoking a cigarette. I glare at him again. “ What, it’s not like I’ll die of lung cancer, “ he said pulling the cig out of his mouth. He took a big inhale of it and exhaled it out of his nostrils “There are children here. They don’t need to get a bad idea of doing that, “ Argue. “ Well, it’s not like th