Austin Theory X Novels & Stories

Dex squeezed my hand back, though I could not tell whether he was trying to support or hush me right now. “You know he conducts torture on people? I know Seraphine has witnessed at least ten, I have seen two. Austin is not in his right mind. He is psychopathic and enjoys the pain of others. He would welcome a war. He wants to shed blood. He is overconfident and likely to not realise if we were to use smarter tactics.” “Enough!” “Father I think Kate has a point, we have limited time before we start to feel the impact of the demon, whatever pack Austin chooses to attack, it could be all of us-”

But he was wrong about me. Wrong about my intentions. I wasn't going to hurt Lydia or her baby. I was going to prove the truth. And when I did, when I exposed this final manipulation, Ashton would have to face what he'd become. The road stretched ahead into darkness, and I pressed harder on the accelerator. I received a message from Xavier. “Austin is growing restless.” My heart lurched. Not now.

The guards attempted to remove Austin, but Alexander unexpectedly stopped them. Alexander moved closer to Austin, looking him in the eyes as he dropped himself to his level. Austin blinked again before steadily opening his gray eyes to focus on Alexander. "Austin, didn't I warn you about talking to strangers?" Angie's voice grew as she approached the duo, who were staring at each other. Austin smiled, revealing his set of milk teeth and puppy eyes, and replied, "But I don't think he's a stranger. He looks just like me." Austin said, and continued,

Austin on the other hand was in predicament, this was the same daughter that he was accused of raping. "I can see your hesitation. If it's because of the incident that happened years ago, Violet doesn't blame you. In Fact she's more ecstatic that you're her brother" Treyton continued as he munched on the salad before him. "Fine, I'll come by the house in the evening, I have somewhere to go." He stood and left Treyton in daze. He didn't think he'd agree. He quickly took his phone out and called Anastasia. … Austin walked in the streets of Sydney with a carefree spirit. He could feel the gazes on him, but who cares when he feels alive and refreshed. He stopped by the jewellery store that was k

Austin’s face twisted with sadistic pleasure as he stared at her, remembering the past—his cruel treatment of her mother, the pain he’d inflicted. Unknown to Mr. Austin, Axel had returned. He’d come back to retrieve the files his father had told him to get. As the youngest, he had always been the smartest, the most observant. He’d seen the horrors Mr. Austin had inflicted on his family, and he’d kept it locked away in his heart for years, fueling his quest for vengeance. Axel had witnessed everything. He had watched as Mr. Austin tortured his mother, severing her fingers and serving them on a plate. The memory haunted him, drove him into the brutal world of the mafia. It was all because of t

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.

, Blake told him firmly. I was relieved, disgusted and fearful all at once. I didn’t want that sociopath anywhere near me. The only men I’d ever had sex with were Mason and Wyatt-I did not want to add this sociopath to my list. “Alright, deal. One fuck. Now go on, get outta here and I’ll get it over and done with”, Austin said amiably, herding them up the stairs. He came back down to me slowly and deliberately, watching my reaction with every step.

He replied and right then, my fake anger dissipated, turning into shock as I had my mouth opened. "Acting? You? How? When? Why?" I blurted, my eyes filled with curiosity. Austin shrugged and pocketed his hands. "Didn't I tell you guys that I went for a shooting training yesterday? I met a guy there that tried to recruit me and he told me to call him if I'm interested." He explained, his tone simple and calm. Tine and I stared at each other and shook our heads, still in disbelief. "Who is that guy that has the gut to convince our dear Austin to join acting?" Tine questioned in his always not-so-serious tone and Austin chuckled.

The drunk yanked his hand back, roaring, "You bitch! You burned me!" He raised a hand, trying to slap her, but a massive fist caught his wrist mid-air. Tabitha turned her head. It was Austin. He stared the man down, and his eyes already glowed with a dark blue light. The sound of snapping bone echoed. Austin's pressing aura hit the room like a blizzard, a pure, crushing pressure. He bared his fangs, a low, guttural growl vibrating in his chest. "Piss off!" Terrified by the sheer weight of Austin's pressing aura, the man scrambled away, stumbling over his own feet while shouting empty threats. "You're a dead man! "

“You’re definitely at a disadvantage. You’re not as mean as she is. I think she keeps her nails long just to hurt you. You should grow yours out too.” “Stop being silly.” While we were talking, I looked up and saw Austin walking in. “Austin’s here,” I said softly. Sophie immediately ducked her head like an ostrich. He was dressed in a white trench coat, a white turtleneck, and gray pants. He looked good, but his outfit gave off a certain impression. It did not seem strange at first, but the more I looked at Austin, the weirder things felt. He sat at a table near the window, which was not far from us. We were in the corner, so we could see everything he did.