What Happens In Vegas By C Qualls Novels & Stories

Half an hour later, the auction was about to commence. I sat next to Xavier, bored out of my mind. I had to drink grape juice because it was good for pregnancy. Suddenly, events took a dramatic turn. The soothing classical music stopped suddenly, and was followed by a shadowed announcement delivered in a monotonous tone. “Everyone, please remain calm! There's a bomb threat!" After the first scream tore through the silence, the group of celebrities that was so composed moments ago began to shove and jostle their way toward the exit.

He didn't even turn to see if I was following him. Confident much. My breath caught in my throat, as he halted outside a lone building. It was formally a salon, but rumors had it that the owner had gone insane. Apparently, her son had used all her life savings to host a teenage party outside the country. “What are we doing here?” I asked, my clattering teeth giving away how afraid I was. Vermont media had it that Qyle was probably a dangerous entity. That explained his hatred in women; though I didn't see how they were connected.

That meant they were influential, but it was still surprising to learn that they had expanded here to Riverton. And after Jackie became a part of their family, Sergio Salazar sent the triplets over to assist him. They were all killers, and while they were actually there to keep an eye on Jackie, Jackie was actually eager to test the depth of their abilities. Lighting himself a cigarette, Jackie said, "Care to make a bet, Ms. Turnbull?" Vicky put his hands on her hips and snorted in contempt. "Do I look spooked? Who's up first?" Uno Salazar promptly moved forward, just as Jackie demanded, "What if you lose, Ms. Turnbull?"

How many other women are there? Birth control? If the men are paying thousands for a night with a woman, they can afford to bring a condom. Although, if these men are anything like Carter Trescott, they’re probably gonna tell me how wearing latex gives them anaphylactic shock. I open the message that has just pinged through on my phone—the location of the event. Typing the address into my search engine, I contemplate how much gas I’m gonna have to put into the car tomorrow. Vegas really is a shithole, full of criminals and shady businessmen trying to make money illegitimately. Even well-known establishments have something to hide.

I gasped for air, clenching my fists in pain. He began walking towards the door, but before he could open it, it was kicked from outside. A loud gunshot sound was heard, and the man landed on the ground with a thud. “Pete!” Mr. X called in shock, but several men rushed into the room, pointing their guns at the two of them. I looked over weakly and saw Qing Han. Even though I was in pain, my heart calmed down. “You came,” I whispered before I began feeling dizzy.

He pulled her closer, not caring at all that she would get his pants and leather jacket all wet. She had met the locals earlier. There was no Vegas Area Leader because much of what happened in Vegas was perfectly acceptable. There were enough criminals for the Vampires to take out that they rarely bothered with Innocents. But there were Independent Hunter and Guardians who operated out of Sin City. Technically, they answered to Cale, the Reno Area Leader, but Aaron had wanted to handle this situation himself since this particular pocket was more sinister and larger than most, so Cale had stayed put. Cadence hadn’t minded the trip to Vegas at all. In the months since they’d taken out the four

Philip carried Wynn out of the hotel. At the door, Rick gave them a glance before he left as well. Soon, Theo reached the scene, but what he saw immediately gave him a headache. That was the second young master of the Quaid family from Capital City! This was going to be a big deal! A storm was coming right for Riverdale soon. “What should we do, Theo? This is Master Marcus Quaid from Capital City.” Tiger stood next to Theo, his large body looking awkward as he scratched the back of his head helplessly.

To her credit, she smartened up and did her duty. What I can't figure is, why the mansion? I turned as the door opened and Quaid stepped through. He looked freshly showered, in clean clothes. Damn. The Vegas. Would I ever get a chance to talk to them? I gestured at the scroll and included him in the conversation while he had a quick read. It's the only place big enough, I'm assuming. Erica's voice was still fearful, but she had a grip on herself. There will be a full contingent, Syd. All major covens will be represented plus whoever they bring.

I opened the door and smiled weakly as Zac's mother walked into the room. She returned the smile as she passed me to enter the room where her son lay. Unable to look behind, I ran quickly out the door at vamp speed, then turned the key in the ignition of the Challenger RT, listening as the hemi engine roared to life. Tears streamed silently down my cheeks as I threw the car into gear and headed toward the main road, leaving Zac and his mother behind. I told myself over and again that Zac would be safe, but I hated myself for having to leave him behind. For a moment, I thought of the other members of my CIA vamp team, but knew I couldn't call them. I didn't know who I could trust at this poin

But whether they want it or not, I want it. " Please fuck me.." I moan as I grip Darius' hands. He smiles at me as he caresses my cold cheek. " Enjoy the feeling little mate." He grins as he hops out of the bed, he walks back to where his brothers are standing at. I feel like I know the drugs, it first makes you unconscious then it weakens your body and then it makes you super horny. It is to expose how you desperately want to be touched. That is what the Quads are doing, they want me to start begging them for sex and I can sense this is what they want to use to make me confess to the cops.