Tbnr Preston Novels & Stories

Then, he pinched his thumb, index finger, and middle finger together, making a pulling gesture in the air at Tanner. The silver needle stuck in Tanner's neck was instantly pulled out by half an inch. Tanner was shocked to find that he could move his neck again. He cursed, "You audacious bastard! Do you know who my ally is? "My younger brother, Preston, is a senior disciple of the Ancient Martial Sect. He has over a hundred disciples under his command. If you dare to kill me, he'll tear you apart! "And as for your companions, none of them will survive either. Preston will wreak havoc in Tiusto City!"

"Fire damaged it, but our lab confirmed part of a name. 'TON.' And look at the corner,that's a corporate logo." Morgan took the bag, studying it closely. "Preston Enterprises." "As in Herod Preston," Chen said, her voice rising with excitement. "The FBI database has his fingerprints from when he applied for an international business license. They found a match on pieces of wire from both explosion sites." Morgan let out a low whistle. "So we've got him at both scenes. We've got his business card. Motive?" "That's where it gets interesting." Chen pulled out her tablet, bringing up a file. "Preston's family had a shipping empire that collapsed about ten years ago after some kind of conflict wi

Nathan’s van was parked about a hundred meters outside of the construction site, with Ivy inside the van, surveying footage from all her drones. Their patience soon paid off. Five SUVS approached the entrance of the abandoned construction site. Bowen was already standing at the entrance, ready to greet Preston. The driver from the middle SUV stepped out and opened the rear passenger door. Out stepped Preston and another burly man, supposedly his right-hand man. The rest of the SUVs’ doors opened and Preston’s security stepped out. In total, there were about twenty henchmen that formed Preston’s security. Bowen walked up to Preston to greet him.

"Oh, it was Nathan, he was showing me his restaurant, he just got back in Bhorma." Preston took a pack of cigarettes, pulled one with his teeth. He looked at her without saying a word and twirled his cig with his tongue. "What?" He lit up his cigarette, "Nothing," took a long drag, and took her hand. "Let's get you back inside." With Preston joining the group, it was definitely going to be a long night. He was there for an obvious reason, The Ladies Night at the club. They went inside and get more drinks, when the clock struck twelve, they hopped to their car and drove to the club.

he quickly rephrased his statement. “You see, he won't,” Preston told me and I rolled my eyes, he just threatened Nathan to agree with him and he thinks I am going to believe him. “Let's head home, shall we?” Preston asked after he noticed I had finished my burger, before revving the engine. The drive home just consisted of Nathan being silent in the backseat, while I enjoyed the pack view with Preston keeping small conversations with me.

A smile tugged at my lips of a little Preston with curly hair and a huge smile that seemed larger than his face. An older woman was in several photos, I’m assuming his mother. She was beautiful with long, brown hair and the same green eyes as Preston. There were a couple more recent pictures of Preston with men and women around the same age as him. In a couple photos they were bungee jumping, and in one they were on dirt bikes. Hands suddenly wrapped around me from behind and I startled and dropped my arms. Preston’s lips

"You look really familiar. Are you at Branston High? Maybe you know my brother?" "Yeah I'm in year eight. Who's your brother?" "Oh same as him, Shane Woodson, do you know him?" The smile falls from her face immediately and she takes a step back towards the stairs. "Yeah, I know Shane Woodson." She gives a wry laugh and disappears upstairs without another word. "That was weird." Nathan leans over and whispers to me. "Right. Clearly not a fan of my brother." We all chat quietly, well almost all of us, Jake is stoic as usual, while we wait for Kim to come out and swap with Eleanor who looks about ready to faint.

Preston was throwing a party to get out of talking about babies with Thea. A classic Nash move. Whenever a girl became too clingy in the past, he'd throw a party and then be all over other girls just to send a message to the clingy one. Max didn't understand his logic but then again, only a five-year-old would understand Preston's thinking. So he promised him they'd all go to his house and spend the entire day drinking and catching up before they went back. The idiot had been so ecstatic that he'd planted a kiss on him.

"You're a young athlete. You cannot be spending money like this. I won't accept it." "Mom," I started. But Preston smiled. And then he said, "I should probably clarify something. I'm not just an athlete." My mother looked at him. "My name is Preston," he said. "I'm the CEO of Beaumont Group."

Grayson orders, and the room springs into action. "We need to track Preston's movements," I say, gesturing to one of the screens. "Figure out where he might have taken her. Check his properties, his known associates, anywhere he might feel secure. We know Preston's family owns property in the mountains. Isolated, heavily wooded. That's our starting point." Trent steps forward, jabbing a finger at a location on the map. "This cabin belonged to Preston's grandfather. He took Margo there once. She hated it, said it gave her the creeps."