What Happens In Vegas Novels & Stories

“…what are you doing…?” “I’m carrying you,” he said, and then we were moving. The bright light ended and shadow enveloped me. There was the sound of an automatic door, and cold air swept over me. The light dropped from shadow to near-darkness. Far away there was the digital ching ching ching of slot machines, and the sounds of coins clanking against metal. We’re in Vegas, I realized. “…what… oh my God… I can walk,” I protested, struggling against him sleepily.

" Will took the ticket from the table and bestowed it to Din. "Don't worry about it; you'll be back tomorrow morning. It's just a party, and you can drink whenever and whatever you want. It's a place where you'll feel more at ease." "Vegas?" Din examined the ticket in his hand. He considered how nice it would be if he could leave LA for just one night and get drunk in Vegas to get his mind off things. "Say it a little louder." Williams let out a sigh. "Vegas!" Din yelled.

Someone who didn't carry the weight of justice on her shoulders. As the elevator descended to the casino level, Sarah made a decision. She would leave the lawyer behind. Just for two days. She settled at the hotel bar, ordering another vodka tonic, watching the chaos of the casino floor with detached amusement. The bartender slid her drink across the polished surface with a wink. "First time in Vegas?" Sarah nodded, taking a sip. "Word of advice," the bartender leaned in, "what happens in Vegas—" "Stays in Vegas," Sarah finished with a small smile. "So I've heard."

“Even if you ignore his achievements back in Country H, think about the things he did in a span of a few days after coming to Hong Kong and Las Vegas! Because of him, Las Vegas’ situation turned upside down! The Hamilton family aren’t kings anymore! Even though the Mendoza family didn’t make peace with the Hamilton family, both families are now standing behind Harvey!

As the taxi drove Vanessa into the famous town of Las Vegas she didn't imagine she was about to enter a twenty-four-hour party. But that's exactly what she was about to experience. As she crossed the dry Nevada desert and topped the last bare hill, she couldn't believe the sight that was right before her very eyes. Everywhere she looked she saw flashing fluorescent lights, buildings that seemed to touch the sky, people walking the entire length of the Vegas strip, taxis and buses speeding and so much more. The driver pulled up at the hotel north of the strip in Las Vegas.

Not an apology, not an explanation, not even an acknowledgment that he'd destroyed something beautiful tonight. The screen blurred as tears I'd been holding back finally spilled over. I wiped them away angrily, refusing to break down in the middle of a crowded club. Around me, Vegas pulsed with life and possibility. People laughed and danced and fell in love and made mistakes they'd laugh about tomorrow. The city promised that anything could happen, that reinvention was always possible, that sometimes the best stories started with the worst nights. But all I felt was alone. I was about to put my phone away when a shadow fell across the table. I looked up, expecting to see Blake returning wit

Honestly, Sasha had no respect for herself… I’m just glad that I didn’t have to comply. I eventually decided to not care about her… Instead, I found a nice seat to relax with my best friend and gaze out onto the city of Vegas. The light of the restaurants, hotels, bars and Casinos resemble the fireworks light at the new year’s eve from my distant view. I couldn’t help but wonder what events were happening within the buildings. Were the people talking, laughing, partying and gambling, or spending time with the one they love.

Greg looks at me, “What?” I point toward the slot machines, “There’s gambling… in the airport.” He grins and takes hold of my hand, “Welcome to Vegas, sweet cheeks.” Bright flashing machines sit right there between baggage claim and arrivals, and what surprises me the most is that there are people actually using them right now. Someone is dragging a suitcase while pressing the buttons, trying to make a quick buck from an unused play. I laugh, "We're not in Massachusetts anymore.”

“What do you know about the drugs coming out of Vegas?” “Nothing,” Cillian answered. “This is a small community and drugs aren’t something we’ve had to deal with here.” “Well, that’s not the case in Vegas,” Torque said as he shifted his attention to Hatchett. “Being in a small town like this does have it perks, I guess” Blue chimed in. “You’ve seen how big Vegas is. It’s a huge problem there because there’s too many cracks in society,” Torque said as I noticed Hatchett reaching into his pocket and pulling something small out.

“That was before I realized the meeting wasn’t real.” He lifted one shoulder. “And now we’re here.” “Yes,” I said, standing. “Now we’re here.” Vegas.The City of chaos and bad decisions. I stared out the hotel window at the neon lights blazing across the strip. Then a thought slowly crept into my head. “What is Vegas good for?” I muttered. Elion looked up. “I’m afraid to answer that.” “Clubs,” I said thoughtfully. He blinked. “Casinos.” He lowered the tablet.