Stacey Staxx True Story Novels & Stories

I asked in a shaky voice. Stella laughed loudly. "You fell for it didn't you?" She laughed more. I was confused. More tears swept down my cheeks. She cleared her throat adjusting her clothes. "My name is Stella Chancy and I can do anything to get what I want which includes putting my life on the line, I paid those men to attack us and stab me" she said laughing. I gasped. I couldn't believe what she was saying. "What??" I yelled with tear in between my voice.

The young stripper appeared on stage and slid sensually onto the scenic sofa. He took a sip of the drink whilst focusing his attention on the dancer's moves. He looked away from a subordinate who was coming into the room. "What do you want?" Enrico asked. "Don Bianchi wants to talk to you!" Enrico closed his eyes in disgust, everyone knew that on his days off, he went out to have fun. "What happened?" "Your uncle has a mission for you!" The henchman informed. "I'll be there in an hour". Impatient, he ordered another drink from the waitress. Suddenly, he spotted a burly man who stood as soon as the stripper show ended. He noticed when the stripper took a wad of cash.

I was Stacey Smith, unemployed scandal. A headline. A cautionary tale. A hashtag. And I had no idea how to come back from that.

Basslines thumped behind shut doors. Stacey and Luke let the city take them in. They moved like regulars who’d replaced the word afraid with hungry a long time ago. The first stop was a bar with a door man who looked at faces for a living and didn’t bother to remember them. “Looking for Nox,” Stacey said, money folded neat between her fingers. The door man’s expression didn’t change. “Don’t know him.” “I didn’t say it was a him,” she said. He paused. “You DEA?”

My parents are responsible for Anna's mom death " He said then a paper dropped from the envelope, he picked it and read it "I hope you've seen the video, I have different copy of this video.. Do you think you're free after killing someone?? Your past will keep haunting you!!! I will post this video on media to let everyone in the world see what you've done but if you don't this to happen... Make sure you get your Son Carlton Jaxon marry to Kayla before this month end unless your dirty big secret will be revealed to the whole world " CJ hand was trembling as he read the letter

Brianna analyzed Fernanda and held Stacey’s hand to stop laughing and asked her seriously, “Babe are being for real?”. “Yah”, she whispered with her hand over her mouth. “Shut the front door!”, Stacey got up from her sit and paced aroud their table. Brianna grabbed Fernanda and Stacey by their hands and led them outside so as not to get the librarians attention again, they got outside and both Stacey and Brianna continued screaming. “How did you even? Where? Oh my goodness, girl you hit the jackpot!”, Stacey couldn’t contain herself, she was all over the place. A man like Gavin Velazquez was every woman's dream, he was a total celebrity in their country and all around the continent.

Yeah, I'm fucked up. ..... By the time I leave Raegan's house, it is once again dark, and it is raining, of course. I haven't spoken to Trig all fucking day, but I've been keeping an eye on my little bird, as I always fucking do. I can watch her on the live feed that streams to my fucking phone when I'm not near our apartment. She has no idea there are fucking cameras hidden throughout her apartment, but I do. Even though she isn't at home right now, I know exactly where she is. I haven't seen her yet, but I know she's been working for Stacks at Wicked Desires, one of the state's most exclusive gentlemen's playgrounds. It's not just a fucking strip joint and bar, but it's also a hotbed of il

Stacey asked when Hyperion ended the call. "I have no idea. But surely, if you ask your sister about it, she will most likely tell you. You can call her right now if you want to." Stacey shook her head as she looked out of the window. "It's the total opposite. My sister has always been secretive ever since. She even lied to me before about being a waitress in a bar during her night shifts. It was later that I came to know that she is actually a stripper." Hyperion seemed to have misheard her so he asked, "She is a what?"

“You heard that she’s not your daughter. Yes, she is not your daughter. Are you still willing to defend her?” “Stacey put your mind at ease. I will see how Deasy is.” Just as Tom was about to leave, Jack held his hand. “Sam, your name is Samuel Harris. You are the number one businessman in Valxina City. Your identity is unusual. This woman named Stacey is not your wife, and Deasy is not your child. She has a biological father, although Stacey and her husband are divorced. Someone paid Stacey to pretend to be your wife. Stacey had lied to and tricked you. Come with us and we will prove all the truth. Let’s get out of here. Your two children have been waiting at home,” Jack said.

"Do you know Stacy Conway's story?" Now my stomach did back flips. "Yeah, I do." Stacy was a model. Her stalker served two years in prison. A week after his release, he killed her. No- that wasn't exactly correct. He slaughtered her. "She was mine." That brought me out of my horrible thoughts. "Yours?"