Vegas Pete Novels & Stories

Vegas seemed excited at the idea. Oh yeah, these guys are with us too. They were the only ones who knew about my real identity and It was only normal that they’d tag along. From my little findings and some orientation, I got from Pete, Vegas and Tony are two of his best men. Pete wasn’t here though because he had to oversee some other stuff. "The offer is for Juno only, and I doubt she's going to say yes so don't get your hopes up," Vito said, smirking lightly at me.

It also sounds as if Ridge and his men are pretty ticked over learning the man who avoided their advances for two years is an old retired guy who owns the bait shop. No one suspected Pete. I'd never met the man myself — until I saw him shoot someone — but he didn't look like a kingpin. In their defense he rocked the disguise well. Pete made the old-dude-who-spent-most-of-his-life-on-a-boat-and-had-a-drinking-problem look work for him.

for the bonkers figure of $250K a year, without even having I*******m, TikTok, F******k, or X accounts. "I don't know how to say this, Klaus, but your life circumstances mean you can't have this kind of ego," Pete said sardonically. "Take the job." Timothy gasped, and I heard her slap him. "Pete, what an asshole." "Promise that I'll be able to say that tonight, later, and that I'll get her a new car to go along with the apartment," Pete whispered. Yup. I am never getting over this conversation.

I breathe. "I used to come here as a child," Pete says. "When I needed to escape, and be left alone. I thought you might like it too." We sit by the pond. Pete talks about his childhood, his mother who died, his travels. I listen, grateful for the distraction from my own thoughts. "Tell me about him," Pete says suddenly. "About Stark. What made you fall in love with him?" I'm surprised by the question. "You want to know about him?"

the pet master responded, looking very pleased with himself, "It was quite entertaining really. Shut her up nice and quick." The man's brow furrowed, but only for a second. "Age?" he asked. My eyes widened in surprise. He was actually considering buying me. "Seventeen." "Who was her breeder?" he followed up. Breeders. The vampires who took in the slaves and pets that couldn't perform their duties. The ones that forced them to conceive a few children before taking the child and killing the parents for their blood. The whole process made me want to curl up in a ball and cry.

The look on his face was already enough to show that he wanted to ask him a question, but Joseph only shrugged before standing up. “You were part of the notorious drug trafficking circle in Cyprus but fled to Chicago under the identity of Eddy Jasper, the name that belongs to the son of the captain of the ship that smuggled you in. His son died on the ship, and he registered you as his son when you came to Chicago. Ever since then, you have tried to live a normal life and even started a business of exporting and importing. That’s a way to build a clean identity and profile, but I am sorry to break it to you, nothing is hidden under the sun, especially when I am the one looking for it”, Josep

* Located in the cheap, industrial quarter of the city of Velgarin, Egor was pacing in the musty-smelling little room he had rented. From the outside, Hotel Vetra looked like a relic of another era—its cracked concrete facade streaked with decades of grime, a faded blue sign clinging to rusting metal brackets above the entryway. Three flickering letters remained lit at night, and the front steps were slightly uneven, worn down by years of use and neglect.

I accounted out loud, then headed to that old piece of junk that we liked to call a ‘car’, dragging Ghost with me. “Come on boy, hop in,” I cooed to our huge white husky dog. He was the only good thing left from that place, and we were definitely not leaving him behind, even if we ourselves were already homeless and broke. But hey, at least we still had our car, the only ‘home’ that we could rely on, for now. ** We drove through the night for what seemed like hours, trying to find a cheap and at least decent place to crash, obviously not having too much luck since it was three in the morning, and we were kinda in the middle of nowhere anyways...

I drove while he sat by my side. I cleared my throat. “You know, I've been willing to ask you this.” My attention flickered to his side. Pete adjusted himself and turned to face properly with curiosity etched in his face. “About what?” “Your marital status?” I answered. “I never asked if you have a wife or children.” I licked my bottom lip. Pete let out a faint smile. “I was once married, but so unfortunate that I lost my wife,” he paused somberly. “I-i,” the words came out in tears.

I get to the parking lot of the Hotel not knowing how I am going to face Kate that one of the most thing she ever wanted in this world was to be a mom that I went on and had with someone with Amanda I hate myself even more she was just a teenager how did she do it being a mom all alone. I walk to the lobby straight to the elevator when someone asks me to hold it for them facing up its Kate and Ruben who was our neighbour "Travis " Kate, Ruben " How is it man have not seen you in a while ?" mmh are you guys from a date ?"Yes "Kate answers first "Oh alright " I go up the stairs I am not even mad she's moving on she deserves to be happy I cheated with a teenager.