Aot Colt Novels & Stories

said Madison. “We don’t have reinforcements,” I reminded her. “I’m a loner and my mother’s a sick Luna. Where the heck do you think we’ll find reinforcements.” “Colt,” was Madison’s simple answer. “Colt belongs to Josephine. He will not help me, Mads.” “Yes, he will, Aure. You have to trust him.” Maybe she was right. Despite everything, he had warned me. He had shown a flicker of loyalty. Maybe, just maybe, he could help us.

He looked dangerously handsome and hot at the same time. “Here comes the woman of the evening”, Colt said jokingly. Fiona laughed. “Greetings to the man of the evening too”, Fiona said. Colt opened the passengers door and she slide inside and watched as he walked over to the drivers seat, damn!!!, this man was hot. She drew a tremendous sigh. Colt in suit and work shirts had been sexy, but Colt on faded jean and polo that clung to his skin was entirely a different level of hotness.

Hideo asked and he was surprised at the situation when Gareth suddenly took out his bag. "We must always be ready assh*le." He said and opened the bag and d*mn! It contains weapons that we can use. "Woahhhh! What a boy scout!" Augustin's eyes widened and he immediately took a weapon that he could use in the fight. "Daddy Morfeo let's save Mommy Aelin!" He shouted, now holding a Colt M1911A1 in his left hand and a pocket revolver in his right. I picked a weapon that suits me.

Odin growled, impatience dripping from his words. I clenched my jaw. Odin didn’t get it. The Raven Heir couldn’t be killed by ordinary means—not unless I drove the flames of pure magic straight into his heart. This had to end with precision, not chaos. I surged forward, claws aimed right at his chest, just as Colt seemed to realize my intent. He twisted sharply, dodging my strike at the last second. “Fuck!” I hissed, raw frustration clawing at me. Colt shifted back to his human form, a satisfied smirk curling on his lips. But his focus wasn’t on me anymore. His eyes darted

Lenox stands a few feet away, tossing a set of keys in the air like he’s bored, though the way his gaze flicks between Oakley and me says otherwise. Colton straightens as we approach. “Morning.” His voice is calm, even, but there’s something underneath it—something like relief. Like he wasn’t entirely sure I’d show up. “Morning,” I reply, keeping my tone neutral. Oakley gives a small nod. “We’re ready.” Colton’s gaze shifts to him, lingering for a moment. Not suspicious. Not hostile. Just… measuring. “You packed?” Oakley taps the duffel on his shoulder. “Everything she needs.”

He had to focus on freeing the captives in the building. Axe's hand moved to remove the wedding ring and put it away in his pants pocket. His movements were too nimble to pull out the firearm tucked under his clothes. He began to focus on the mission. Axe's footsteps were barely audible as he carried his body out of the hideout. He smiled wryly to find only one guard, which meant one of them had already entered the building. Raised to shoulder height was a 1911 colt with a sound soaker in the muzzle. With just one press, the shell shot against the wind through the cloth-clad flesh. The shot body gave a startled response, before collapsing to the ground with blood pouring out.

He asked me to follow him and I did. “Where are we going?” He led me to a door near the shooting range. He opened it and an array of guns was in front of me. “I’ll let you pick.” I looked at him with excited eyes. “Really?” He nodded. I was jumping up and down from the excitement I felt. I didn’t take too long to choose, the moment my eyes saw it I knew that it was the one I wanted. I took the Colt Combat Unit Pistol and showed it to Primo. He approved of my choice and he gave me a pink holster. I raised my eyebrow. “Why is it pink?” He looked at me. “I thought you like pink.” I shook my head. “Do you have one in black?” He chuckled and threw me a black holster. I smiled and strapped it on m

Right now, Alessandro and Colt are head to head. Colt glances at us. "Hey, guys." Alessandro's head twists around, his eyes landing on mine. He quickly turns back and squares his shoulders in determination. His horse speeds forward as though he got zapped with super-speed. "No!" Colt cries. Alessandro's horse reaches the finish line and the bell rings. The attendant tosses him a three-foot narwhal plush. "Nice one." Colt fist bumps Alessandro. Then they approach us. "How was the ride?" Colt asks.

I started to step through the open gate into the larger pen while sweeping the ground with my eyes. There in the mud leading through the gate, was a small strip of dirt that was an impression of the tire tracks of a vehicle. They were almost covered by hoof prints but I noticed them. I sniffed the air but didn’t get a hint of anything other than cattle. I looked back at where Danny was still talking with Bennett. Colt was standing there shaking his head in annoyance and turned to watch me. Colt was twenty now, but Bennett wouldn’t let him take over until he found his mate. I can't wait to see if he makes a difference for this pack or if he's going to be just like Bennett.

Colt POV The SUV hasn’t stopped for hours but it finally does. A opens the back gate and he smiles at us both, “Anyone need a potty break?” He asks in baby talk. I stop my eyes from rolling and 2010 nods, “I do, sir.” A nods and 2010 comes closer to him and he unlocks his collar.