Bennetts Books Novels & Stories

Maven Bennett sits across from me in my office as he flips through a folder that I gave him. I’m having to teach him all about the businesses that we run so that if I’m ever absent, he will be able to keep things running smoothly. The door bursts open and I see Bennett’s mate, Grace, looking frantic as her eyes flicker between us. Bennett stands up, alarmed by her sudden arrival, and he walks toward her pulling her in his arms as he asks, “What’s going on, darling?”

In fact, she was like Angeline Joline, who looked young despite her age. “Bennett, you’re already over fifty. Why are you still so fidgety when handling the Divine Constabulary’s internal affairs? Who made you this panicked?” Ruby asked slowly. However, when Ruby saw Brittany’s picture, she was also stunned right away. “This… Is this that little b*tch?” Bennett shook his head. “I don’t know. I can’t be too sure,” he said. “Where did this photo come from?” Ruby asked.

Bennett. That name sent a chill down my spine. Bennett, the man who was my undoing in what felt like another life, the monster who saw me as nothing more than a trophy for his family's mantle. Then he was back, three years ahead of schedule. I accepted the request, and he wasted no time: [Hello! I'm Bennett, head of the Marshall family, working on cybersecurity. How about joining me at our family's tech meet-up next week?] I stared at the screen, my smirk growing colder by the second.

There are a few scattered napkins and paper plates on the island surface, so I busy myself stacking them nicely. Bennett opens countless cupboard doors and drawers like he's looking for dishes but doesn't know where they are in his own house. Finally, a good three minutes after I've finished stacking all the items into neat piles, he's assembled a huge array of pots, pans, and utensils along one side of his counter.

Cassie - After reading the first couple of sentences, I have to stop, go back and reread it carefully. I am incredibly surprised by what I am seeing written on the page. I carefully close the book, Using my finger as a bookmark so as not to lose the page Alpha wants me to read from, so that I can look at the front cover and I see it is a relatively standard, plain black-leather covered book with no image or writing on the front, but when I decide to check the spine, which is also blank, I see it is well worn, which means it has been opened and closed many times in the past. I open the book again and flip back to the first page of the book deciding to read the inscription handwritten there in

"BENNETT EMPIRE SHIFTS: Heir Change Shocks Society" "19-YEAR-OLD JAMES BENNETT NAMED SOLE SUCCESSOR" "KANE INDUSTRIES SIGNS HISTORIC DEAL WITH BENNETT CORPORATION" "Ten billion!" The words exploded from Lora's throat like shrapnel. She hurled her teacup with such violence that it left a dent in the wall before shattering, tea splashing across priceless artwork like blood. "Ten BILLION dollars! That witch orchestrated everything! She bought my grandmother's loyalty with a business deal!"

Melissa persisted, "You know you can speak plainly with me, right? Tell me the title, and I'll help you look for the book. Come home with me later." Everything went as planned, and Valerie set foot in Melissa's home. That afternoon, Valerie followed Melissa into Bennett's car. Melissa made sure to behave herself, and sure enough, Bennett never lectured her during the ride home. She was right about being compliant. Once at home, Melissa led Valerie to her bedroom upstairs, hand in hand. Kneeling on the floor, she pulled a paper bag from under her bed. It was filled with novels she had purchased. However, Valerie grabbed a book titled "Monetary Economics" from the bookshelf nearby.

" After that meeting, Sean voluntarily left the literary world. He lost all of his savings in settlements and penalties, then returned to the Parkers' old convenience store with his parents. A year later, at Bennett Publishing's annual gala, I stood beneath the spotlight, facing a sea of cameras and reporters. "The purpose of Bennett Publishing has never been to chase trends or harvest clicks. It's to preserve the warmth in literature before it disappears." I spoke with calm confidence. Years in the Bennett family shaped me with a quiet elegance that no amount of money alone could buy. Below the stage, Hedworth and Laura exchanged a smile. Swaine sat in the front row, waving both arms wildly

Feel the calm that's settled over us. "My gut says we finish what we started. Tell the complete story. Then disappear." "Okay." He squeezes my hand. "We'll tell Harper tomorrow." That afternoon, something unexpected happens. A delivery arrives at the facility. A package addressed to both of us. Security scans it. No threats. Just a book. "The Collected Research of Dr. Robert Bennett" reads the cover. Published by a university press. Edited and annotated by Professor Greene. Inside, a note: I thought you should have the first copy. Your father's work will now help countless people. He would be so proud of you both. - Professor Greene

“Or one of them tries to act on it.” Tony closed the file on his knee. “I’m betting on Bennet first.” Decker’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Why.” Tony tapped the file lightly against his leg. “Because he’s the most insulated. Paper wolves think they’re untouchable.” A pause. “Kellan’s too exposed. Hale’s too practical. Bennet would trust distance.” Jared nodded once. “That tracks.”