Austin Theory X Novels & Stories

I smile and turn to face Austin, smiling as I cross my legs and placed the tablet on the table. “Mr. Austin, can we know you?” “I'm Austin Walker, a songwriter, a producer, and just as you said “A sensational music artist,” He said, we both laugh as well continue. “This is no big deal, Nina you are doing very well ” My subconscious praises me as I smile proudly, she sure knows how to say that right thing at the right time. Though sometimes she could be so annoying. “Mr. Austin,” I said politely “ The aim of this interview is for you to tell us things no one knows about you. Can you do that? I ask him. He nodded.

“ Austin is a smart guy, he is definitely seeing the red flags, unless he chooses to ignore them. Have been trailing Kenneth, and he just shifted thirty million from the company's account to an offshore account.......” “ What!! He is sealing from the company now?!!” “ No! He is trying to put the blame on someone else” The bartender comes back carrying a small tray and a glass of whiskey on it, h place it on the table right in front of them and leaves. Remy brings out his iPad from his Jacket, showing a picture to Elena. “ This is Raymond Douglas an IT expert at COLBY TECH, he is considered a wizard once it comes to computer, Austin recruited him when he was still in school and since then he

Abigail asked, elbowing Alexandria who was still staring at Xander. "Oh, I'm Enzo," Enzo grinned, winking at Abigail. "Not you, dummy, I meant that eye candy, over there," Abigail said making the grin on Enzo's face fall. "My boss," Alexandria rolled her eyes before returning Xander's gaze. Her throat became dry when she saw his outfit. Xander wore only grey sweatpants, exposing the muscular and toned body that he always hid under those office clothes. On the other hand, Stacy was gawking at Zion's muscular and toned body which was almost like Xander but Zion was a bit more bulky. Stacy licked her lip as she stared at his chest, making Zion redden with embarrassment.

Three Days Later I woke up to a text from a number I didn't recognize. Unknown: It's Austin. New phone. I am not going to beg. I just wanted you to know I started therapy. Real therapy, not the kind I pretended to do to get you back. I am not asking for anything. I just thought you deserved to know that someone finally heard what you said that night at the gallery. I read the message repeatedly And for God so love the world, I wondered why I couldn’t stop reading like it was something I had wanted for ages

Thomas added clapping his hands sardonically in Merrigold's face. "You know the Austin that tries so hard to be intimidating. You don't know the Austin that laughs at the cartoons page on the paper every morning. You don't know know the Austin that paints and has passion for the simple things in life. You don't know the Austin that talks in his sleep..." for a moment Merri smiled. "...talks in his sleep, trips over his pants in a hurry to get in the blankets to cuddle his child. The Austin that gets excited just at the mere movement of his child. The Austin that sketches the most absurd things when he is bored on his clients sheets. The Austin that hums piano notes when distracted. The Austi

Chapter 8 #Austin The atmosphere is luxuriant and relaxed, with a piece of slow music playing on the radio Austin sat on the mild pricey cushion with his legs crossed and sipped from his liquor The internet is bumbled up, but it's just for the moment, he has ordered Becky and Xander to take care of the internet All it will take to clear the video from the internet is cash, and he has a lot of it's He isn't concerned about what the people of Mexico City says

He was just like them, but in a quieter way, a softer version of them all. “Until that bond snaps, you'll follow my every command. No need for me to say it again.” “Whenever I ask you to do something, just go for it.” Then Austin walked in, a true powerhouse of the academy. He isn't a student; instead, he serves on the council and is also the personal trainer of the Veylar brothers. He strolled in, radiating an incredible presence, his upper body exposed, wearing only his pants. I shouldn’t blush; that would be strange. It seems like adjusting to my new identity might take a bit more time than I expected.

"What'd you think we were?" Austin frowned and stared at her dumbfoundedly. She added, "Look what you did to me!" and showed him the bite mark on her neck while asking, "Are you on drugs or what? Biting another person like an animal!?" she continued indignantly. Austin rubbed the nape of his neck sheepishly, "I'm really sorry. It's my fault," he muttered awkwardly, staring down at the floor. He really didn't know what had possessed him to attack her. "I'm really sorry." he apologised again and again like it would make any difference whatsoever, because the whole reason he was apologising in the first place had been that he couldn't think of a way to stop himself from doing such a thing.