Austin Porter Novels & Stories

“There’s a Grey Wolf. He’s half coyote. His name’s Austin. Do you know him?” The question caught Lily off guard. Austin was one of the Grey Wolves’ eight elite warriors. Before her long-lost cousin Dr. Belle Beaumont had come into the picture, Austin had served as the Grey Wolves’ only medic. Like all the elite warriors, he was practically a brother to her. Tentatively, Lily nodded. She wasn’t certain how to answer since she didn’t know where Sophia was going with this. “Yeah, I know him. Why?” From the way she said it, the question seemed to carry more meaning than Sophia was letting on, but Lily couldn’t decipher what that meaning was.

I called. “I’m sure you’ve heard a lot about me.” The voice which had now become familiar said, and I turned to find him. Axel Hart. I would never have imagined that the man who has been after us for years would be a man with a disability? He was on a fucking wheelchair. “I am Axel Hart. Axe for short.” He wheeled himself to me and stretched forth his hand. “Nice to finally meet you, Mr. Aric Phoenixbourne.” He smiled.

“We’re leaving in fifteen minutes,” Dominic said into his phone. “Location?” Austin asked him. Austin liked to claim his heritage as Scandinavian since he’d been born in Norway. He was a big man, bulky, and stoic-looking. He had shoulder length dark blonde hair and a wild beard that he never trimmed or tamed. Dominic knew that underneath the untamed look, Austin was a bookworm, an intellectual, and a person whose loyalty knew no bounds. He rarely questioned Dominic’s decisions, and he kept the other men in line.

Zoe Holy shit is the man different to the boy. The Greyson Elliot I remember was scrawny and shy. He didn't speak, he muttered. We all thought he was dumb, he never spoke, never answered questions in class and despite his nickname, he was always clean. The clothes he wore were second hand and a bit tattered, but they were always clean. The man? Well, the man is an asshole. A fuckable asshole but an asshole none the less.

Peyton's voice is so soft and adorable as she uses it on Austin, the way Theodora would've done. My heart flutters in my chest. "Not momma?" Austin asks, looking up at Peyton through weak eyelids. "Not momma. But don't move okay? Just stay the way you are, alright?" Her voice hitches. With his eyes still closed shut, Austin nods faintly. And Peyton does more chest compression until the kid wakes up and vomits a lot of water. She lets out a low sweet sigh of relief on seeing this before she leaves him and goes to Rick.

There are plenty of dollars in her account but she doesn't even know, " John said. " Did you see, this is the thing I want, she is innocent, " He let out with a smile, his name is Austin Wayne, CEO of Austin group of companies, he is famous for his achievements in business and for leaving a successful and maintained life. No one can stand in front of him in business, cause he is being on No.1 always. He is generous, and a man of rules, he is also famous for his kindness, and all the charity work he has done for people in need.

She felt like a prey being targeted by a predator. From not afar, someone noticed them. "Isn't that the son of the Carter family? I heard he was in trouble and had been grounded. He's out so soon?" "You're right. It's Austin. He's notorious for being cruel to women. They are practically his toys." "How did you know?" "Don't you use Twitter? There were a lot of leaks, but the Carters made them go away." "Emily doesn't have the Hopkinson family behind her anymore. This will not end up well for her."

His work is more essential to him than his life. While on the phone, he turned his back on me. When I realised he was not going to help in any way, I determined to save the little soul on my own. I turned around to approach towards the dog who was wailing in agony, but my steps came to a standstill when I realised what was happening in front of me. Austin was sitting on the asphalt, one hand holding the filthy dog and the other attempting to release his leg from the gutter gaurd. He didn't seem disturbed by the filth when he looked at the puppy. He was smiling and kindly rubbing its back to help it stop sobbing.

"When it all comes to light, I know nothing of it." "Aww come here, I knew you loved me but not this much." William exclaimed clearly happy. "Get your hideous arms off me, I'm not Pinocchio or whatever her name is you bloody BEDSWERVER!" Austin said quite aggravated. "Apart from humping negroes do not tell me you're a sword fighter (gay)!" Austin felt aggravated because even with knowing this was wrong, he knew he would support William regardless. "Away from me.." he hissed lighting another cigar, he only did so when he felt anxious.

“I am going to need you to help me, not stand against me. You are the one person who can actually help.” For a long moment, Maxine didn’t speak. Then she sat back, folding her hands. “Alright. Tell me what you need.” I looked at her, really looked, and for the first time, saw not just my lawyer, but the only ally I had left. “Everything,” I said quietly. “I need to make this real. I need it to stand. If Xavier tries to shut me down, I want him to find out that I already built something he can’t break.”