Txt Houston Concert Novels & Stories

She said slowly to get Beatrice's attention. Beatrice looked up, then immediately stood up to greet her guest. "Oh, Mrs. Houston. What can I help you, Ma'am?" she asked, still unable to hide her surprise. "I want to meet Aaron. My husband is inside, right?" Helena asked as friendly as possible with a smile on her face. "What do you need, Ma'am?" "I’m going to have lunch with Mr. Houston." "But, Ma'am, this afternoon, Mr. Houston has an appointment for lunch with someone else."

Do you want to know? Ok fine- I will tell you. Logan and Troy are taking her to a concert. There is a huge battle of the DJ concert happening in a city about an hour away from here. Lexie helped Logan grab tickets. Sophie loves listening to electronic and disco and all that shit. She has good taste in music by the way.

****** AMELIA'S POV The concert lights were dazzling, flashing in sync with the beat as the crowd swayed to the music. Liam, Felix, and Hela sat together, each absorbed in the performance, though Felix seemed the most animated, tapping his foot and nodding along with the music. Ajax as he is popularly called was the one whose concert we were attending.

That was the energy we took with us as we boarded the private plane for Austin. We arrived the night before the concert. The band booked a luxurious suite of rooms at the W Austin (one of the other mega-acts had already taken the penthouse). As Ryan and I unpacked in our room, he told me he had to go meet Miles and discuss sound check with the concert organizers. “I shouldn’t be more than thirty minutes or so,” he said, and gave me a quick kiss before leaving. I had just settled down into a leather chair and started going through my notes for the ‘maybe one day’ Rolling Stone article when there was a knock at the door.

CHAPTER 66.1 “No. I won’t allow you to. You two have already done enough for this event.” I declined. “He gave me his number so I can ask him about that matter. Rest assured he said that he would be more than willing to join the concert.” I explained and out of nowhere I hear the both of them yelping with excitement. “Oh my God this is going to be huge for real!” Claudine exclaims happily. “I cannot believe Harry Scott is going to replace Lance Hartley!”

Never. I took a quick shower and got out of the apartment a little earlier so that I could buy takeaway china at the bistro on the corner. Along the way, my cell phone started rattling in my pocket. I tossed the box of food into my left pocket, reached for the phone and answered the call. “What's up Chad?” I said instead of greeting. "Hey, I totally forgot to tell you yesterday that we have a concert next Saturday. At the Hard Rock Café, one of the opening acts dropped out, so they want us. They just didn't like our name."

Besides, Austin had better things to do. Austin got a text from Lexi that she and Christine had headed across the street to the big Irish pub. It was late, but the place was still jumping. There was a loud, live band at one end. The bar area was quite full: they had three bartenders going and all seemed overworked. Between the pounding music and the roar of conversation, Austin's ears were vibrating as he looked for his mom and sister. He found them, both with drinks in their hands, sitting at a high top back against the wall.

Thankfully, the airstrip is only forty-five minutes away from the Luxe Hotel. “Is there a problem?” I ask her since she still looks concerned, her brows knitted together. “Nothing I can’t handle. There is an issue with the site in Houston, we have to bypass that one, apparently they have to close down.” “Did they say why? It must be serious if they’re closing temporarily.” “Not an issue as such, they are having an audit, thus it isn’t the best time for us to go. Are you okay with that? We still will visit the one in Dallas - that is going ahead.”

John nodded and continued, "The White group has contacted the Robertson Group, demanding the release of a boy. Your mother has also instructed our allies to boycott the Robertson group." Madame Agnes remained stoic, even when he was on the brink of death. The sound of a television reporter's voice caught the attention of Charlie Sr. and John. "The Governor of Houston has a message for its citizens," the reporter announced from the screen. A man appeared on the television, flanked by the flag of the country and Houston on either side. "Dear Citizens of Houston," he began in a calm tone, "we regret to inform you that a lockdown will be taking effect immediately and will last until 6 pm. We apo

And there, on everyone’s screen, is the support for Asher Slater that he deserves, the entire world able to see that I’m here to encourage my love. “We knew it was going to be tough for her to attend tonight due to her opening her first concert tour in Nashville last night. Hope the show went well, Ophelia. We’re glad to have you here in Sin City, cheering on our favorite Ozarks!” I cheer again, proud to brag about my man. The halftime show comes all too quickly. To my utter shock, none other than Marilyn Hartley, of all people, bursts onto the stage with her backup dancers, lighting up the dark stadium. I had no idea she’d booked the Stadium Cup!