Stone Barrington Movie Novels & Stories

After thirty minutes of forcing myself to have fun I wasn't actually having, I gave up and headed to the bar. "Whiskey neat..." I told the bartender as I slid onto a stool. He poured my drink, and I downed it in one gulp, welcoming the burn that did nothing to ease the pain in my chest. "Another," I said. As the bartender poured, I felt someone sit down heavily on the stool next to me, and the smell hit me immediately—alcohol, cigarettes, and something sour that made my stomach turn. "Damn, baby," a rough voice said. "You look like you need a real man to fuck that sad look off your face."

said Barbara while looking at Brady. Brady scoffed coldly and told his assistant, "I'm going to enjoy the movie with Miss Barbara. I hope to see him in jail when I'm done with the movie. Can you do that?" "No problem, sir," replied the assistant smilingly. Brady chuckled and wanted to leave with Barbara. Wilbur asked coldly, "Did I allow you to leave?" "Huh?" Brady instantly looked furious. He turned to look at Wilbur with a cold gaze. The bodyguards immediately tried to attack Wilbur.

He said, and took her arm to pull her back to himself. “Get o…” She started to say when she saw a flash of white shirt, and Delbert found himself wrestling with a man. “Steffan.” She shouted, just as he managed to sink another punch in a still dazed Delbert’s jaw. Delbert staggered back as armed security officials started to run out from every angle of the Dalloz mansion. Have they always been there? How had she never seen them in all her visits? “How dare you put your filthy hands on my wife.” Steffan shouted.

As they have been waiting for her to come out of the lobby, Myrvinne told his cousin of the unusual thing he felt when he dropped Barrett home. “Do you think it’s them?” Asked by Irvin. “I don’t think so, if they’re one of us I can know them easily.” The two were left thinking, it was then when Barrett finally appeared without her cast and her clutches. “I’m sorry it got late but thank you for the ride.” “It’s nothing.” Then, Myrvinne once again sensed the unusual presence. “Miss Barrett, do you have any enemies or got bad blood?” A sudden question that made her tilt her head.

She looked back at Hart, standing at the bars, watching her leave. "Yes. I got everything I needed." They walked back through the station. Phones still ringing. Officers still moving. A woman walked past carrying a stack of files taller than her arms could really hold. Vivian stood up when she saw her. "What happened?" "I talked to him." "And?" Nora looked at her and didn't answer. "I'll tell you later." Sarah walked over with Elena beside her. Both of them looked worn down but steady. "It's done," Sarah said. "Everything's done."

BARRINGTON TAKES A DEEP BREATH, his gaze fixed on the phone number displayed on the screen before dialing it. He fidgets with his pen, anxiety building as the line rings. When the call connects, he smiles as he hears the voice on the other end. "Hello and good afternoon! Am I speaking with Mr. Flynt?" "Yes, who is this and how may I help you?" Barrington clears his throat, trying to sound as official as possible. "Ahem... This is Barrington Jackson, calling from Shadowvale's police department."

But when I was in the midst of walking on the stairs, Leira’s cute chuckles from the living room welcomed my ears as if she is talking to someone. As far as I have known, we only have one maid in this house and that maid is not even fond of socializing, even with the kid, Leira. My forehead knotted and instantly fastened my walk for me to figure out who was talking with Leira. “Also barbie?” she exclaimed with enthusiasm as she lifted her head towards the certain person I know. I sighed and crossed my arms when I found myself watching Tangerine wearing a nasty dress as if she will be going somewhere very nasty!

Kate waited patiently for Harry's return from France. His consistent letters filled with many pending promises never made Kate doubt his love for her. She didn't mind the years that passed her by and eventually becoming a spinster. Soon the letters stopped coming, Harry also stopped replying to any of Kate's letters and it looked like he'd totally vanished from the face of the earth. Until one fateful day, news about Harry's death reached the household and all of Kate's dreams and aspirations were also dead that very day. Now passed the age of receiving young and eligible suitors, Kate became a lonely wallflower residing in a corner of the Monterrey mansion, receiving everyone's pity and

Barry mumbled, staring at the lady that was dancing along with some other ladies. Bennett turned to see the lady he was referring to and his eyes widened at the sight. "What the fuck?!" TBC

Lewis said. The door swung open aggressively. Standing there was Barbie in her silk pajamas and messy hair framing her annoyed face. The moment she saw Lewis, her face contoured with fierce anger. “What the fuck are you doing here?” she spat. Lewis pointed at her dramatically. “See? This is exactly the energy I’m talking about.” Then Barbie noticed the officers. “What’s this?” she asked, pointing at them. The male officer spoke calmly. “Miss Barbara Bennett?” “Yes?” Barbie answered with a nonchalant attitude.