Austin Butler Novels & Stories

So I just passed by and went straight to the main door. -- For whom, wondering who Austin is, he is my toddler. He was turning four this year and in his active stage. Austin loves running and exploring a lot of things. He probably caused his teachers to get tired of following him all day. Yes. It was the teachers, not me, watching him. As much as I wanted to be by his side all the time and watch him grow, I couldn't. I had to work to provide the best life for him. Yes. I was a single fighter.

He leans between the seats and hands me a bottle of water. Austin is driving. I have no idea if Austin is his first name or last. He's Victor Corbin's enforcer. This makes him a scary dude. Austin's about 2 inches shorter than me and Gomez and he doesn't carry as much muscle. His pale blue eyes are as cold as Gomez's dark ones. Austin is a killer and one I never want to go up against. Corbin, his boss, runs the drugs and guns in Cali. We pre-arranged this pickup with Corbin. It surprises me he sent Austin. Things must be slower in California than they are in Arizona and New Mexico.

the butler walks in with a tray of food. "for you" she watched him place the food on the small glass table...she was surprised he brought her food, she was happy he did... "Guess he isn't all that bad" she starts digging into the food like a hungry dog that has been starved for days... "What are you doing here?" Keane's deep baritone voice vibrates in the room, void of emotion... "what now? can't I visit my son any time I please?" the man walks in, and takes a seat ignoring his deadly gaze. He was none other than Mr. Austin, Keane's dad...

"You weren't sorry when you were watching me work. You weren't sorry when you were breathing so loud I could hear it over her screams." He lets go of my wrist and slides his hand down to my waist, pulling me flush against him. I gasp, my hands flying up to his chest to keep some kind of distance, but he’s like a wall. I can feel the hard, pulsing length of him through my dress, pressing right against my stomach. "She’s gone now," Austin says, his voice dropping to a low, intimate vibration. "She was a professional. She was supposed to stay until I was done. But you scared her off with your curiosity."

His clothes were expensive and so were his rings and hat. He thrust out a hand. " You must be Kelvin, he lends a hand to me. I'm Mrs Johnson's company Manager." I took his soft crabby hand and shooked it. " Nice to meet you. I don't suppose your name is." He laughed. " I'm known as Mr Babatunde but since you and I are going to get along just fine, why don't you just call me Austin." I liked him instantly. He was friendly and opened. Probably the first nice person I've met today.

“I am so sorry. She has never done something like this before, it’s not like her… I’m Remi, glad to meet you both, your names are?” “I’m Sydney Carter, my husband here,” she pauses and gives him a nudge to pay attention. “I’m Benjamin Carter, the old, retired Alpha,” he laughed. His laugh is just like Wyatt’s except it’s an older, wiser laugh, I love seeing how much Wyatt takes after his parents. “Hey, we had some food catered, would you all like to head back and grab a bite?” Wyatt announced to everyone. My parents and grandma came over to me, grandma first spoke, “you did wonderfully dear, do you feel any different?” I giggled, “not with the magical stuff yet grandma, it’s weird though, I

A lawyer asked I took my phone out and, taking the opportunity, I turned the video on and placed it on the table directly to record the conversation between Austin and the lawyer. "Samuel has beaten me; I’ll not leave that bastard." Austin gritted his teeth "Till now, no one has insulated me, but Victoria has slapped me and hurt my male ego." "I’ll definitely make her mine at any cost and ruin her life." Austin said showings his real intentions Bastard!! Evil bastard, you are not a human but a monster!!

I've done that many times and the scars on my back are a constant reminder of how far Dwayne is willing to go. “Yes, Sir.” I replied and Sierra shot me a sideways glance before turning her attention back to Aurora about the beautiful lit buildings of Los Angeles. No wonder Avery never came back, it’s beautiful here. I don’t say my thoughts aloud. I shouldn't be having thoughts about him anyway he’s the reason my back holds the reminder of Dwayne’s wrath of my disobedience. “Phone me once you get there, and Whitney,” “Yes,sir!” Sierra is holding my gaze as I swallow the lump in my throat when Dwayne murmurs, “Avery is off limits, need I remind you of what will happen if you disobey?”

He was a bastard who deserved a beating. “Shh…... it is okay now darling. You don’t have to go anywhere. I am back. I have come back.” Ashton consoled patiently. He was not a patient person, but with Maya, he showed his most patient and gentle side.

Missing this live event would be a lifelong regret. Briella leaned into her chair, her aura snapping into focus. No more lazy smiles. Her icy elegance was now sharp, domineering. Fingers danced over the keyboard like lightning. Strings of code flashed across the screen at breakneck speed. Spectators could hardly follow—let alone understand. In contrast, Austin—aka [Night]—was gritting his teeth, hands flying over his keyboard. Sweat formed at his temple. “Austin! She’s targeting you—block it fast!”