What Happened To Latrelle On My Block Novels & Stories

The first four houses in the block had to endure the noise and lights of the press encampment and none of them had lost someone. The kids from the affected families who were attending colleges and universities had to be escorted by the police into the neighborhood and endure running the gauntlet. The image of the three blond and beautiful Khaleel sisters huddled in the back of a police cruiser hit the news outlets and the internet aggregator websites and they became instant celebrities willing or not.

He couldn’t afford to miss days. By the day of the party the major injuries had healed, and I was moving around better. I still had bruises, but they were healing. I had just made it out to the back patio to help serve drinks for the night. I was adjusting the uniform I was provided when I heard a great deal of commotion coming from the front to the house. That must mean Alpha Rowen, Beta Jax, and Beta Jax’s mate had finally arrived. I found myself very nervous, and for some reason Leila was very restless. She kept pacing in circles in my head. Nothing I said could calm her down. Every time I asked her what was going on, she just said she didn’t know. She just felt off, that something was di

Harsh fluorescent lights illuminated the hallway at the downtown precinct, and the air was a mixture of disinfectant and cheap cigarettes. I sat in an interview room and calmly finished giving my statement. The entire series of events was laughably straightforward. Lucille had run up a debt at the nightclub, and so she had intentionally lured these three self-proclaimed devoted lapdogs over to be her personal ATMs. But not only did the three idiots not have any money, they also got drunk, caused trouble, and ended up stripped, filmed, and blackmailed by a gang.

She was supposed to use it to buy more goods in her store but after they were visited by the police two days ago, her mother had had no choice but to cough the money out and now they were broker than a broken bottle. Lauretta raised her hand to knock, hesitated for a second before she took a deep breath and rapped on the door. "Who is it?". Leon's voice asked from behind the door. "Um... Good morning Your Highness. It's me, Lauretta." She replied. "I have brought... um the money." The key is turned in the lock and then opened to reveal Leon. Her mouth dropped open as she stared at his state of undress. He was wearing only a pair of grey sweatpants and nothing else and his hair was wet so she

Adonis “YOU MADE A REALLY STUPID MISTAKE BY LEAVING THAT SLUT ALL ALONE IN THAT HOUSE!” Brooke yelled, grinning at me. I glared back at her, watching as the cops cuffed her and dragged her off to a deeper part of the police station. Belle yelled back at her, “You should be more worried about your evil self! You are the one who made a mistake by messing with Leila!” When Brooke had been dragged out of sight, she turned to look at me. “The paramedics should take care if Leilani till we can get a hold of Neil-”

I asked again, trying to be polite, though it only seemed to fuel Latasha's anger. "Mummy, who is she?" A small voice called from behind Latasha, catching my attention. I turned, my eyes meeting the large, onyx orbs of an innocent little girl. Tears welled in my eyes. The realization hit me like a punch—I wasn't just out of Logan's life. He had moved on completely. "You have nothing of yours in this house anymore!" Latasha snapped, her voice filled with rage. "Leave and never come back, or I'll call the dogs on you!" She slammed the gate shut in my face.

said Layla taking a moment to associate the name with her so-called mother. "Yes, Dixie Dawkins was her name and she met Jarrett while working a carnival as she told it, he took a special interest in you and your folks when you were a little girl and she took an interest in him," explained Chauncy. "You see Jarrett wasn't all bad at one point, his story had been sort of tragic, he lost his little girl, Layla some time ago and has been an onery son of a bitch ever since...folks have back home been keepin' up rumors for a long while about him bein' the one to do his ex-wife in for Layla and her boyfriend and drug dealer just the same."

he stammered, fumbling out of his trance. “Listen to me. The Daily Star is ready to tarnish your image. You have to let go of that poor girl.” Across town in Garrett’s apartment, the thick, dusty air was just beginning to unravel yesterday’s secrets. Yelena stood by the window, wrapped only in one of Garrett’s discarded long blue T-shirts, a cup of black coffee in one hand. She was looking at her phone, at the constant notifications and cropped photos of Jonathan and Evania at Weyfield Racecourse. She zoomed in on a photo taken just as Evania tripped. The shot vividly captured the entire incident.

He asked me before turning to look at the road. I put my head up like I was giving his words some thoughts before I replied “I don’t think so.” “No” I told him again, suddenly remembering some things. Lavelle turned to me in shock “No” “Yes. Now that I think about it, she was selling crackers in the market area while Tianna and I were in school. My parents sponsor Tianna’s education” “I see” was Lavelle's only response to me as he pulled into the Thompson’s mansion.

The house had been empty when we came in and I immediately panicked, wondering if Rafael got to my siblings first, but Rowan assured me that he made Jules take them out so they wouldn't see the news and get worried. Lauretta was going to see it anyway. As long as she was with her phone, she had access to every information online and that was her favorite place to be lately. Swiftly, I got down from the bed and jumped on Matteo. Ready to catch me, he placed his hands under my ass, squeezing lightly as soon as he came in contact with them.