Tails Imprisoned Novels & Stories

They had memorized the map and had already run through these corridors, one turn to the right, another to the right, and a last one to the left. "CLOSE THE DAMN DOORS; DON'T LET THEM ESCAPE!" The guards with Elliot began to shoot at Emer, the traitor, while others tried to repair the switch. Elliot let out a shuddering growl and ran off after those three vermin. He could not allow anyone to leave his house, least of all that brown-haired guy with detestable emerald eyes.

Well, Tiffany did think of telling the guards. However, this kind of girls are too hard to stop. They were not one of those people who are ignorant of the law. They know their rights and they know how to twist it to their advantage. If they happen to drive them away by force, these people would just start sprouting nonsense on internet and friends. It would definitely affect the company’s image, so tiffany made the decision to just let them in and cause them a commotion first.

"Your opinion? You're my wife! You eat and use what the Blackwell family provides, so you listen to me!" His other hand roughly grabbed my chin, forcing my head up. "Besides, you've already slept with my Kayden, haven't you? Why act like some virtuous saint now? What's the difference between once and twice?" Suddenly, the door crashed open with a bang. A wave of police officers rushed in, and black gun barrels instantly locked onto Trevor. "Trevor Blackwell! You're under arrest for organizing and leading a criminal syndicate, unlawful detention, intentional assault, organizing and forcing prostitution, and smuggling and trafficking human organs! The evidence is conclusive! You're coming with

I tiptoe and pecks his lips, I take his hand and leads him back to my bed. We sat down.... Anna and Diego move closer to us, Diego massaging his jaw carefully. Andre glared at him. "Send him out!" He orders. "He's not a threat to you, honey. He's just a kid... a 19years old" "I don't care if he's 19 or 10... He's got a dick between his legs and that makes him a threat!" Diego scoffs loudly and cross his arms across his chest. "Now I understand why you save his number as psychopath!" He mutters.

Trey looked shocked, and then a big smile came across his face. "It is going to be alright," Trey says, grabbing my hand and kissing it. " Wait, what the fuck are you doing here?" "Good to see you too, Ava." "I mean, you were kidnapped," I said, looking Trey up and down. "I was, and now I am not." "How?" Trey took a deep breath. "Bieve, let me go; your old boss has been arrested." "I hope Bieve has been arrested as well?" I asked, looking more intently at Trey. "She has been admitted into an institution." "Bieve is not crazy," I said, starting to get mad. "She has had a psychotic break. She was raving about how she wanted to cut your babies out of you and wear your skin." "What the fuck Trey

Tenths. They came closer, more closer, most closer and... one jumped with a speed of an eagle extending his jaw to catch her. That's when she felt being wrapped in huge arms which seized and forced her to jump over the cliff. "Don't worry! I'm taking you into an abyss where only peace and happiness flows." The man said, his voice sounding more romantic and promising to her. "Rejoice because your story is about to reach a happily ever moment."

I could almost ignore what a terrible person I had become over the years. When I was high enough, I was a different person. It made things easier. "Ripley!" Bobby snapped. I looked up abruptly, "Sorry?" He clenched his jaw in annoyance, "Have you not been listening to a word I've said?" I shook my head, "Uh, no. I was a little lost in my own world. Sorry." He scoffed and turned to Fin, "Really, they're like dogs, if you don't train them, they're useless," he turned back to me, "If you had been paying attention, you would realize your expertise is required."

This was an year old picture of him standing topless for the playboy magazine. "Now what the hell is wrong with her?" Troy frowned and then walked out of the office instantly, wiping away the sweat from his forehead. The only person Troy was afraid of was his grandmother, Mrs. Herarld Dawson, his only living family. Troy was closest to her grandmother ever since he was born and perhaps that is why she was the only person who could control the untammed tiger.

Thomas walks to the ring leaving a wake of malicious chuckles. "Hey." Cate's voice grabs my attention. Looking at her, her green eyes focus on wrapping my other hand. "You got this. Tracey is a pussy, do an arm bar and you'll take him out easily. He can't figure out how to get out of them so it'll be a piece of cake." Arm bar? I've only successfully done that once. Maybe twice now that I'm thinking about it, and I was a kid. "Why are you telling me this?"

Why was she being treated like a prisoner? Where was James? Why hadn’t he stopped them? The guards shoved her inside and slammed the heavy oak door shut. The sound of the lock turning echoed in the small space. Lile stumbled forward, catching herself against the wall. She turned and banged on the door, her fists bruising against the hard surface. Terror crept up her spine as she realized she was at the mercy of James’ family. And Rachel. What did they plan to do to her? A horrifying thought slithered into her mind. What if Rachel’s accusation were a carefully orchestrated scheme to get rid of Lila?