Phoenix Wright Take That Romane & Geschichten

He's about to attack Drake, but Harry finally found the courage to stop this. "Enough!" Harry pushes the golden boy back on the ground and then he presses the intercom. "I need securities to escort Mr. Gold Adana out of the building..." "Are you kidding me!?" Gold replies at once. He glares at their manager for the reason that his system refuses to believe that this absurdity is really happening. Gold gets into his feet. His eyes are bloodshot because of anger. Clenching his fist, he spats more angry words. "Why am I the one being punished!? My privacy was violated! Those pictures were taken and leaked to the public without my consent! And these..." He points at his bandmates. "These asshole

"Fine! Divorce it is! Without my family, the Windsors are nothing. I'll be waiting when you come crawling back!" I tucked away the signed papers, quietly proud I'd finally climbed out of that mess. Right then, the cops showed up. Dmitry and the hotel manager were already in custody, surveillance footage secured. Now they were here for Rosalie. Derrick jumped in front of her. "You can't take her! She was just messing around with my mom. I forgive her—for both of them. Drop it!" "This is standard procedure, Mr. Hart. Please step aside." They ignored him—and dragged Rosalie out anyway.

Sabrina's expression faltered. She studied the agreement for a long moment before finally reaching for it. "Well, if you're giving it away, I'm not going to say no. Just don't forget that once something is mine, I don't give it back." "Don't worry," Elena said with a faint smile. "I won't regret it." After all, she'd already had a lifetime to learn what it meant to be utterly alone. Sabrina rose and moved to another table in the cafe. She lifted her phone and tapped the screen. When the call connected, her voice softened instantly.

“It’s too little, too late, Zander. You’re punishment is set in stone, and no matter what your mother thinks she is doing, it’s not going to work.” “It may not,” I whispered. “But I have to try, don’t I?” Priscilla looked down at Xavier, giving me the second I needed to make a run for it. I scurried backward, fumbling with my footing, and clutching the heart in my palms. I prayed my mother knew what she was talking about. Piper’s sob broke around me, and I watched as her father tried to pull her away. I’m coming, Little One. I dared a glance over my shoulder, seeing Priscilla taking the stairs two at a time. Xavier made eye contact with me. Sadness etched his features, and I watched in shock

A video played. RONALD (in video): “Damon King… You think you can hide, but I see you. You think you’re the only one who wants it? I know what Christian found. I know what he died protecting. And I know you were there. So here’s the deal, Damon—you work for me now. Bring the weapon to me, help me strike a deal with my buyers, and I’ll forget about his daughter. But refuse, and I’ll take what you care about. The girl. The boy, their mother. Even your fucking loyal mutts. No one’s untouchable. You have two weeks. That's enough time to get this done.”

He had given up on getting Betty's heart but not on getting his revenge on nix "Wait for me Phoenix Sen"

I want both of my mates and the pain will be worth the reward, won’t it? “Almost there baby girl.” Phoenix holds onto my hip with one hand, keeping me from moving away out of instinct, and his other hand spreads out between my shoulder blades, warming my skin and comforting me as he pushes deeper. “Our beautiful baby girl, taking both of our cocks. I’m so proud of you Rose. So strong. So special.” He grunts between each praise as he stretches me with the thick base of his monster dick. Sweat pours out of me as I grit my teeth and wait for Phoenix for to bottom out. Their words of encouragement give me what I need to keep going and the adoring look on Trax’ face as he continues wiping away my

Wyatt leans down to my side, his lips against my ear, “I was sent to collect the Phoenix and you. Did you really think I couldn’t find a way to control her?” His hand seizes my jaw and he forces me to look in Kayla’s direction, “Look at her. You were so lost in your own marital problems that you let her down. You should always remember that.” “What have you done to her?” I say through gritted teeth. Wyatt just laughs, that same gentle laugh. Only this time it holds cruelty in it, “The Phoenix can be caged if you have the right tools and magic. The Phoenix is life itself. So, only death can hold it.”