Novel & Cerita Wichita Breaking News

The city stood on the precipice of danger, unaware of the imminent storm that was about to engulf them. "Good evening, New Hilton. This is April Dawson with breaking news. Today, our beloved city has been shaken by a shocking incident involving Amanda, the influential socialite, and her partner, Ethan, who also happens to be her trusted personal assistant. Reports suggest that they were targeted in a vicious attack, leaving the city in a state of shock and disbelief.

Finally, the reply: “Only the ones who don’t bore me.” I let out a shaky laugh, half disbelief, half adrenaline. I should have felt disgusted, or at least wary. Instead, I felt alive. But the high didn’t last long. Because as I set the phone down, another message came in — this one from Maggie. Mags: El… turn on the news. Now. My stomach dropped. I grabbed the remote, the TV flickering to life. A news anchor’s face filled the screen, serious, urgent. “We’re following breaking news tonight regarding Damien Whitlock. Sources confirm that the Whitlock heir has been hospitalized after an apparent car accident on Highway 9…”

a guy says from behind me, he meant the TV, and when I looked I could see the red Breaking News covering the screen. "What the fuck?" the barista says as she turned the volume to the max letting the whole shop hear the news. "Breaking news, we are under attack, the government have tried to let out a warning, but the citizen of the new America has decided to ignore it, the white house is down, the president is dead, the roads are being attacked, but who is attacking us," the reporter says, I didn't believe it, I don't believe we're under attack.

For some reason, that set her off. Is she leaving? Stay with me. “No...” Hollis gripped onto Whitney’s arms tightly, unable to express her desperate need to have her near. “I’m not leaving, baby.” Whitney whispered, letting Hollis’ head rest on her shoulder as they panted for breath. Auburn’s local News station was on, covering the details of a car crash that’d happened only an hour and a half ago. Hollis’ ears perked up, and she slowly found the strength to walk toward it, batting away at Whitney’s attempt to keep her on the off white tile floor.

Barrington begins, carefully choosing his words. "You mean the microburst?" Norman interjects. Barrington manages a wry smile. "So, you've seen the news." A chuckle rumbles through Norman's chest. "Of course I have. What else can an old man do for entertainment, if not keep up with current events?" Barrington reclines, his hands clasped behind his head. "Then you're aware of the WVH sightings at the site of the disaster." Norman nods slowly, his gaze turning serious. "Yes, I am."

Who knows, but right now, I’m enjoying my life. As I sit on the couch and crack open a bottle of beer, I turn on the television. As I flip through a few channels, I come across the nightly news. This should be fun, let’s have a watch. “New York City is in mourning tonight with the death of William White. Mr. White was shot down leaving his apartment building a little while ago. The police are reaching out to the general public for any knowledge of this heinous act of violence.” Wow, that was by far the best news piece that one of my unalivings got.

"I am a reporter from News Lift channel. I just want to talk to him." "Ah!" Comprehension finally dawned on the officer. " A reporter, I see." "But I am afraid we can't let you see him now. He is locked up for the night." Mahi's excitement dwindled a bit but she knew this was too big to be let go like that. She was one step away from publicly taking down that arrogant bastard Kartik, through his brother and she would be damned if she let it go! He had insulted her on Live Tv and now she would take her revenge fair and square.

Ethan said. “You have been busy,” Whitmore said. “You and your brother and your wife.” Another pause. “I want you to understand something. What happened today does not change the situation as much as you think it does. Investigations take time. lawyers slow things down. Stories fade. People move on to the next thing.” His voice was completely calm. “I have survived considerably more than a press conference in my time.” Ethan said nothing. “But I am not calling to threaten you,” Whitmore continued. “I am calling because I think you are a smart man and smart men do not burn everything down when there is another option available.”

I glanced at the screen. *Breaking: Ethan Whitaker’s Downward Spiral – Ex-Wife Lila Voss at Center of New Rumors* I froze, knife mid-slice. The article was from a mid-tier sports-gossip hybrid site that usually stuck to injury updates and contract drama. Today it had teeth.

I grabbed the phone, and the first news that caught my attention made my heart skip a beat. Drake's POV I sat on the couch, watching the news. The newscaster reported, “We have news about Daisy’s mother. After investigating her situation, we were shocked to find out some information. The Whitewater pack instigated a riot when they heard they could potentially face a complete massacre if Daisy is killed.”