Andrew Lincoln Hot Novels & Stories

His words conveyed a sense of respect for Andrew's leadership. Shane Lincoln, the epitome of charm and grace, approached with a friendly smile. He clasped Andrew's hand and said, "Andrew, your leadership is an inspiration to us all. Happy birthday, my friend." His voice held a hint of warmth and camaraderie. Andrew, who had admired these Alphas from afar, was deeply touched by their presence and kind words. He thanked them for attending and sharing in this special evening.

Mr Lincoln kept on texting me series of messages about how he loved the way my lips rolled, the way my daring eyes looked at him while mouth fucking him and at the end I can't deny,I end up going to his place to take him to cloud nine and pleasure myself while he watches me. The way his eyes lingers on my pussy,the way he tells me to add an extra finger to the other,the way he tells me to touch my boobs while he watches me. All that gets me wet with just the thought of it and remembering them. I don't even know if he's really serious about not deleting my nudes but I do know that he could never send it to his son or post it via social media because if he does then that's the end of our dirty

"You look handsome." "Hoping I'd see you." "What are we discussing?" Lulu asked. "Lincoln was checking that guy out." Gavin Archibald chuckled. "I said he had a cool jacket!" Lincoln protested. "Gay!" "I mean Lincoln hasn't had a girlfriend in a while." Reginald Sutter said thoughtfully. "Cuz he's too much of a player." I stated. "Bullshit," Gavin snorted. "This guy fucked me earlier today and then said he got what he needed and then didn't even text me."

“Hope you didn't see anything you weren't supposed to see” Lincoln caught the pillow and wiggled it in the air then cleared his throat “Actually, I saw some other things like p**ts and b*as, but I decided to not add them so that it will be easier just in case you allow me in” he opened his mouth and lick his lip naughty. “Gosh! Get lost. You are so spoiled” Quinn covered her face with her palm. “And I don't regret it because you seem to be enjoying it” he teased her.

Said Henry calmly. Massaging the bridge of his nose, Andrew tried to suppress the rage inside him. He really wanted to smash and destroy something. In front of him was his ipad, he had transferred the CCTV footage video to his ipad so that Henry could continue his search while he identified those who violently captured Lila. Focus! Andrew told himself repeatedly. Once again he massaged the bridge of his nose as he had another burden on his shoulder, which was informing about Lila's dangerous situation to President Preston and his wife.

The Ricci Family would move in and swallow our East Coast operations while we were busy bleeding out. Lincoln picked Vivian. Vivian had been envious of me for twenty years. Lincoln had been chasing her for years and knew the shape of what was inside her. All he did was take the fire that was already burning, and pour a can of gas on it. Lincoln got to the end. His forehead was streaming sweat, and he was begging for his life on repeat. Adrian hadn’t said a word. He took out the magazine, slid it back in slow, and chambered a round.

I stood there confused for a moment. “That you’ve finally reclaimed your freedom. I don’t know if Lincoln’s ever told you but I was once in your same shoes. I left an extremely abusive husband a few years ago and it took a very long time for me to muster up the courage to do so. Lincoln not only represented me but gave me a job once it was all over.” I could see the sincerity and gratitude painted on her face. “But enough about me, Lincoln asked me to start looking through Lincoln’s bank statements to see if there’s any abnormal activity or proof of his affair so that’s what we’ll be working on today.”

I scrunch my nose up, “Who is Mr Lincoln?” He raises an eyebrow in irritation. “I think we both know that you are very aware of who Andrew Lincoln is.” I think for a second or two, piecing together snippets that I’ve come across, and finally the penny drops. Last year Scott made me binge watch The Walking Dead with him. Andrew Lincoln is the lead in the series. He plays Rick Grimes. “Andrew Lincoln is here?” I scrunch up my nose. He throws me a look as if to say I must think he was born yesterday. “Over there ma’am,” he indicates a booth right in front of where Scott was standing.

She blushes and snickers as Nathan carries her to their room and shuts the door close, unwilling to let her go all night. …. Lincoln is driving along the highway. The road is dark and desolate at that time of the night except for a few trucks which are passing by. His mind is replaying Nathan’s threat and he grips his wheel tightly. The very thought of Nathan and Halsey is sickening him. He’s sure that at that very moment, those two must be busy f*cking each other. Lincoln wants to hit something hard and he steps on the accelerator. It doesn’t matter to him if he breaks the speeding limit but he just wants to kill Nathan.

Someone came out of the car, and I recognized him as Andrew. "That's Andrew, Lincoln's guard." I made it clear to everyone. "Oh!" The cops muttered. He came out of the car and stared around before walking away in a hidden direction. He seemed to know that he was being monitored. A cop faced me, "You said you know all of Lincoln Lime's properties." I nodded, so unsure because it seemed like I never knew Lincoln, not even for once. He had changed from the person I knew. "Then, you must know of any of his property that's the closest to there." He spoke, pointing at the place where Andrew's car was parked.