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Misty unconsciously put her hand behind her
back. “If Ty killed your husband, then I have no knowledge of
it.”

“That’s a gorgeous ring. Reminds me of the
one I used to have. It was a four carat princess cut surround by
six baguettes.”

Misty began to shiver. But it wasn’t because
she was afraid; she was shivering because she realized that she was
wearing the woman’s ring. She was shivering because the woman had
unknowingly proved her belief that Tywan was about to propose to
her, to be false. This was the exact belief had been the main
motivation that fueled Misty’s continuing dedication to Tywan, and
to rob Cairo as a tribute.

This sickened her, because she had gone
against her intuition. Cairo had give her the same comforts Tywan
had, minus the everyday worrying and wondering if he would make it
back home every night. But now, as she stood in the house that
Tywan’s blood money had bought, she faced the karmic effects of his
actions.

Then it dawned on her, the woman was the same
person who had tried to run her over and threatened her life
through phone calls and mail. And there was no doubt in Misty’s
mind the woman planned to make good on her promise, today.

Misty held out her hands and began to cry.
“As God is my witness, I didn’t have anything to do with your
husband’s death! I wasn’t driving, I—”

“It doesn’t matter now,” Sammy said,
standing. “I’m here, you’re here, and you have what I want.”

“Yes, I do. I don’t know what Ty took from
your husband, but I have two million dollars. It’s in my car. You
can have it. Just let me go.”

“What I came for is priceless.”

Misty looked into the woman’s eyes and knew
what was about to happen. She knew the odds were stacked against
her, but she refused to go out without a fight. She kicked her heel
at Sammy’s face, and sprinted to the door. And just as she turned
the knob, two slugs slammed her into the door.

Sarah Bates squatted over the dying woman and
grabbed her hand. “My husband designed this ring for me twenty
years ago. It means the world to me. And now that I have it, and my
revenge, I have peace of mind.”

THE END

 

 

 

 

The Book of Sweet Nothings
By: Kevin Bullock

I’m all out of my character, letting you
steal my heart away-

You rocked me to sleep with your kindness,
got me thinking of you all day.

Love is the highest elevation of
understanding, and now I understand it more less-

Just when I thought that I had it mastered,
you came with that “uplift” mess.

I’m independent, but I need you; I’m
self-centered, but I’m sprung-

I used to respond with the slickest
comments, now I’m twisted at the tongue.

I find myself smiling, when my surroundings
are all but merry-

Got me feeling like a school kid again, the
way that our tale turned fairy.

I’m all out of my character, and it’s
extremely hard to fight it-

But the truth is, I’m flirting with love,
and I like it.

Sometimes a man is powerless over the way a
situation may fall-

Like how your presence is my weakness, but
your circumference is my prison wall.

Like how your absence is my hell, but at the
same time my heart is your home-

Like how my bills are due, but I only care
to pay for my phone.

You remind me of heaven, how you stuck with me
through hell-

And for that, you’ll always have my utmost
respect, even if our relationship happens to fail.

You’re something like a dream, the way you
make good things happen-

And I’m something like your favorite fan,
which applauds you by clapping.

Sometimes a person is powerless over the way a
situation may fall-

But I never think twice when I’m missing
you, I just pick up the phone and call.

Through everything that we have been
through, I still can’t bring myself to say goodbye.

The grief is so intense, every time I
reflect back--I cry.

I miss you so badly, that I find myself
reaching for you in my sleep-

Swinging my legs back and forth, trying to
locate your warm feet.

I wake up every morning, expecting to see
your lovely face-

But you were only a dream, and the grim
reality is my heart’s vacant space.

My stomach turns, knowing you’ll never again
be mine-

No one deserves you like I do; I offer you
my body, heart and mind.

Hours turned to days, the months turned into
years-

And the only thing accompanied me, were my
grief and salty tears.

My winter days were brutal; my summer nights
were cold-

And when I trusted “you know who,” all my
secrets were told.

Then you came into my life, the opposite of
what I knew-

Not the same ol’ “roses are red, violets are
blue.”

You gave me stability, and reheated my
summer nights-

Lovemaking always followed, whenever we had
fights.

We were far from perfect, but we never acted
like “them.”

Today’s our anniversary, who would ever have
guessed-

That we would still be together, so far at
our best.

We have had our trials and trib’s, more than
I care to recall-

A lot of people laughed when we stumbled,
hoping that we would fall.

But we kept our balance, and moved on to a
greater plane of life-

Forming an unbreakable bond, that’s missing
from the average husband and wife.

I can’t remember the day it happened, all I
know is, WE ARE!

Today’s our anniversary, the umpteenth year
of you being consistent-

You loved me when I’m home; you loved me
when I was distant.

I notice all of this, so don’t ever think
that I don’t-

And all those crazy thoughts of me leaving
you, don’t worry because I won’t.

Just focus on everything you like, and I’ll
focus on getting it.

Quit smiling…

 

Today’s our anniversary, and it’s only the
beginning-

This poem is symbolic to our relationship;
it has no ending.

 

Today’s our anniversary…

 

Back in love for the first time-

The first time was an illusion, but this is
pure and divine.

Our foundation is built on concrete,
withstanding pressure of all sorts-

I doubt if I’ll ever find another like you,
the best substitute would fall way short.

Your ways and actions spell “romantic,” your
body and smile are symbolic to “Queen”-

When I first experienced your heavenly
gifts, I just knew that you had a wicked scheme.

Most would say lust persuaded them, but for
me that’s not true.

I was influenced by uncut love, love that
came from you.

It’s crazy how I’m so crazy; well I’m only
crazy when it comes to you-

And believe me when I say, I’ll never put
anyone above you.

I’m grown and focused now, so trust and
believe-

That I’m UL for Life, so get ready to
receive.

Back in love for the first time.

They say that love is blind, so I guess that
we’re reaching for each other in the dark-

Holding hands, taking calculated steps in an
unseen park.

You travel to be with me, just to hear me
whisper “Sweet Nothings” in your ear-

But occasionally you feel my tongue instead,
that threatens to bring your orgasm near.

I need no help dialing your number; I
memorized it by heart and soul-

You tell me you miss me terribly, and how my
side of the bed is cold.

Although I can’t see it, I sense the smile
on your face-

Yearning and loving me to death, and never
letting anyone take my place.

So what love is blind, as long as our hearts
can see-

That we were meant to be together…will you
marry me?

I don’t hate you, I swear on everything that
I do-

When you tell me you love me, I’m like,
“Who?”

Your mouth says one thing, but your actions
aren’t the same-

Then you have the audacity to get mad, when
I’m disappointed.

I guess that’s your other way of being
lame.

It’s hard to be friends with someone, that
doesn’t have your best interest in mind-

And it’s sad we haven’t conquered each
other, after all of this time.

But life is crazy, but if unfolds the way
it’s supposed to be-

Whether we’re friends are not, whether
you’re with him or me.

I don’t hate you; I swear on everything that
I do-

If you think that this line is confusing,
then welcome to my thoughts of you.

Staring at your pictures, thinking a million
things-

Like if our friendship keeps building, what
will it bring?

Wondering if you’re feeling that vibe, or is
it just silly me?-

Got me rushing to call you back, because you
stimulate me mentally.

Wondering about your “friend”; does he know
what he has?-

And if I gave you a chance, will you do me
like the last?

Am I just silly, or wondering too fast?

Silly me, wondering.

As I educate-

I have the ability to stimulate.

Massage your body and brain-

Taking you on a higher level of ecstasy,

Make you forget his name.

We may go days without talking,

But believe me, I’m always thinking of
you-

I just be gathering my thoughts,

Because I get stressed every now and then
too.

I always try to be strong, to navigate a
smooth sail-

Because security and peace of mind are
heaven,

And being lost and foolish is hell.

In other worlds, heaven and hell are states
of mind,

And being wise or dumb is a decision-

Being limited to friends isn’t a bad
thing,

Especially if they block your vision.

So, we may go days without talking,

But we stay true to the fact-

That we’ve made it this far from being
smart,

And anything contrary to that is wack.

Guess who loves you? Guess who loves to make
you smile?-

Guess who puts no one above you? Guess who
you make go so wild?

I’m the one that you call “baby,” the one
who you dream of every night-

I’m the one who your “friends” didn’t want
you to be with,

Saying I wasn’t Mr. Right.

I’m the one who you coached through your
“ghost friends,”

And reassured you when you was afraid.

I’m the one that you took to ecstasy,

With the baby-making love we made. (We had a
boy!)

If you still don’t know who I am,

I’ll give you one more clue-

I’m the one who after every phone call, says
“I love you!”

Multiple choices create my paths, we chose
separate routes.-

In the pursuit of happiness, tussling with
life’s bouts.

I never gave myself completely, and you
never set a positive goal-

That’s because the man in question didn’t
deserve you, and the path that I chose was cold.

How could we have known each other for all
these years, but never beyond the surface?-

To know someone only skin deep, to me that
defeats the purpose.

You say that you’re good with your hands, so
I guess that we are one in the same-

Together we disregard illusions, seductively
entwining our lanes.

Though we belong to someone else, our
chemistry makes me wonder-

At times I reminisce about our ‘rocket
episode,’ we experienced that distant summer.

But I have respect for your man, no matter
how it may seem-

When togetherness causes inconvenience, us
dwellers relax in the dimension of our dreams.

She loves me, She loves me not.

Her kisses in the morning, Her refusal to
tie the knot.

The lovely things she say, The foul shit
that she’ll do-

‘I love you so much, baby’, ‘It’s over
negro, I hate you!”

Her innocent looks, Her menacing glare-

Her luscious lips, Her ice grill stare.

The things that she bought me, The clothes
that she slashed.

The way she puts me first, The three-inch
knife gash.

Love doesn’t hurt

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