Barney Calhoun Novels & Stories

* I shoved my phone back into my purse and put a blank check in front of him, "name your price Wilson, we can get in this marriage and carry on with our respective lives, you will be my husband on paper and paper only." He leaned back in his chair and loosened his tie with one hand, the corner of his mouth lifting like he found the whole thing amusing. His fingers tapped once against the armrest before he tilted his head and locked eyes with mine, “Red, you are just as interesting as your name, I've gotten out of fifteen marriages, what makes you think I can't get out of this one.”

He hasn't said much to me since I first met him this morning, in fact, he has barely spoken at all, his expression remains unreadable, almost carved from stone and I still don't know what kind of man he truly is. Everything about this marriage feels like a business transaction, political alliance but I don't understand what either side hopes to gain from it, I glance at him again. Lord Calhoun is undeniably handsome. His skin is impossibly smooth, almost flawless beneath the golden lights, neatly trimmed beard perfectly frames the sharp angles of his jaw, giving him an intimidating kind of elegance then there are his eyes. Their shape alone would make an ordinary woman weak in the knees but

She rubs her fingers again and continues. "As time went by and I realized you had a connection to the house, I figured maybe it went deeper. Quite frankly, it was driving me nuts that I couldn't piece together you and the other woman I saw in you. So, I did a little research at the library and I was right. I found some old newspaper pictures from right around the time Lilburn was established in 1890. Actually, it was still McDaniel until 1910, when it was officially named Lilburn. There was one photo in particular that caught my eye. It was a picture of Atticus standing next to the woman I saw in you. I couldn't believe it at first and ended up staring at it for a couple of minutes. But it a

What authors write can't compare to the glorious moments I had. Clinton told me that Alpha Kael informed him that he cut Dawn and Beta Alvin's head off as punishment for killing his father. I was shocked he did that because when he thought I was the murderer he only banished me. Now his own cousin, he had her head. I was happy with the news, that way, I can live in peace.

Steven says leaving Zane, Casey and myself to continue watching the surveillance monitors. “How you handling all this Cal” Zane asks, name almost sounding foreign coming from him. “She’s only the beginning, I’ve had eyes on Hunter Gains and Fisher Colson for the last year” with a small laugh I pull my hood back some so only they can see my face and say “Every once and awhile I’ll have Dibs and Troy fuck with them” again I slightly laugh remembering the time Dibs broke into their apartment and flipped all the furniture around the rooms and wrote Your time is coming in their cats blood across the living room wall, “He sent me live video of the two fuck boys crying while talking to the police,

If they don't want to meet with the same fate as their king, I will want peace"." George nodded. "Clean this place up. I want it void of any dead bodies and every blood as well." Calhoun said. Then he left them and went back into his room. It was almost noon and he hadn't had any soaking in his bath. He climbed up to his chamber, expecting to find his bath ready. "Oh, if Diana were here." He sighed. "Could anyone just do their job properly? I need to forget this woman!" He walked back out to find a guard by his door.

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

~ HYACINTH CLAUSEN ~ I parked the car in front of the Satan villa. I rolled down the window to take a good look at the villa and to make up my mind if I should stay here or turn back. My hand clenched around the steering wheels and I subconsciously started to bite my nails on the other hand. I could pretend to be strong but alone I was always like this, anxious, nervous, and scared of what others might think of me. When I was alone I always seek for the warmth of someone’s touch, not in a sexual way but in a way that could calm my monsters down. I always wanted someone who could say ‘There’s no need to bite on your nails Hyacinth, I’m here.

Cain tenses every time his father says anything to him or me, then they glare at each other like they're having some sort of staring contest or silent argument. Halfway through dinner, Cain's father excuses himself and comes back with a couple who exude authority but seem very friendly with it. After greeting Cain warmly and introducing themselves to the rest of us as Zac and Cally, Cain's aunt and uncle, their eyes land on me. "So you're the one they're after and you killed a rog… wolf with a chair leg. Genius." Cally laughs loudly, sitting down opposite me and bringing much needed life into the room. Her blue eyes twinkle with intelligence and even though it feels like she's assessing me,

I would serve this in a meal for Millie and I to share. I then disposed of his body out back. No one would do anything to me because I have power here and control. No one will mess with a cannibal. By the time the next day rolled around I had kept the nurses's flesh in my small freezer no one had known about that I would keep in my room. I was mising my Millie but I knew that she would be back. As the days passed by and I waited patiently but anxiously for her return when the day finally came I smiled brightly. "Hey Brian, I'm feeling better. How was your week?" She asked me. "Dreadful my dear, but I have something for you." "You do?" Millie said smiling in more of a surprise way not like an