Bryce Hawthorne Novels & Stories

I fix myself. We park and exited the car. We enter the elevator and go to the 12th floor of the building. "Mr. Brooklyn!" An old man shouted. Hilary's dad and the old man bro hug each other and shake hands. "Here's my daughter Hilary." I bowed and shake hands. "And here's my son, Richard." A five-foot and nine inches tall guy wearing a mask extends his hand. I shake hands with him. "So let's talk about the wedding?"

He glanced at the screen briefly, then frowned slightly. “Walter Company again.” In the back seat, a man with a cold, dominant aura sat leaning back casually. His gaze was sharp, though he looked half-lazy. Hector Corwell, better known as HC, who was also one of Nathaniel Lee’s subordinates, replied curiously, “Just answer it, Steven!” Simon Breece—whose real name was actually Steven Breece—hesitated for a moment. “But-” “Just answer it! Let’s see what else he wants,” HC repeated, this time in a tone that brooked no refusal. “And put it on speaker.”

I let out a soft snort before quickly covering my mouth. “What?” He chuckles. “It’s true, isn’t it? Adrian Hawthorne. The oldest Hawthorne brother is a recluse billionaire. I hear,” he leans closer, “that he’s scary. One look from him and you’ll wither.” “How’s he like?” He asks. My brows shoot up as I fail to mask my brief, racing panic. “I know you’re closer to the youngest brother, but you must’ve seen Adrian before, right?” My head dips in a gesture that resembles a nod.

Brian said as he looked down at me, unconsciously I had moved two steps backwards from him. "Uh... I would like to go home instead and quickly get a change of clothes so I'll be ready in time for you to go off to work, "I explained, he looked at me thoughtfully and said, "You don't have to rush, you can have the day off, I won't be going to work today. I'll be spending the day with the girls, and boy, "he smiled. "So you can go eat breakfast before you go. " There was a tone of finality in his voice, I sighed and went over to the table. I started smelling some delicious bacon and scrambled eggs, before you start judging, no I didn't know it was scrambled eggs, but I knew they were eggs, I ju

Heath timidly said. I looked at him for a moment, trying to figure out where I remembered him from. I am going to be having a conversation with my Gamma here soon because I have a feeling that Heath is a sibling of Christian's. "Well... Heath...can you tell me when Mr. Carrington will be back?" Heath eyed me apprehensively. "The boss was supposed to be here today, but apparently something came up with his daughter. I hope that he will show up tomorrow." I cocked my head at the way he said daughter. "He has a daughter? I was not aware of that."

Pretty smart, I know. "Well if its isn't my good friend jack who else would be disturbing me at this hour."A tall man walked in . "Am sorry for my disturbance."He said bowing. "You are forgiven,did you bring me a snack as a Compensation."He said staring at Bethany lustfully. "Well no she is a friend ,she escaped from Mr B property o thought I should bring her ."he said. "You must be pretty smart to get pass his security."he said surprised. "Its no big deal ,I just had to wait for the right time."I said.

"Alright. I'll leave two people here to protect you." "Okay." Holly looked at the cigarette stubs scattered all over the ground and asked, "Why did you smoke so many cigarettes?" Bryce said lightly, "I was a bit annoyed, but I'm okay now." Holly looked into his eyes. "Is it because of the divorce?" "No, it's because of work." Bryce looked away, avoiding her gaze. He looked up and saw a tall figure in the trees on the other side of the pond. The figure was wearing a black windbreaker. He had short, black hair, and he wore a mask.

But seeing the soft smile on her face and how her heart fluttered made her happy she hardly saw her smile since the death of her parents and the beginning of her torture, but it was different now, who knew being in the arms of her mate would bring back that angelic smile. ____ Alex trailed through the hallway taking slow steps in the dark as he used his wolf vision to walk through, their had been a sudden black out in the pack house and it's been over an hour since the lights went of again and it still hasn't been restored, he knew Damien had gone to check it but he hasn't returned yet he was getting slightly worried about it, he turned at a corner arriving at the hallway leading to the Ligh

“He’s here. He is qualified for the job, and he’s had his own past in a world with men like Lorenzo.” “Bring him in.” She opened the door wider. A man entered with the kind of stillness that clears a room. Tall. Dark hair, neatly kept. A charcoal suit that didn’t announce itself and a gaze that did, cool, attentive, unhurried. He stopped at a polite distance, as if measuring the space between us and deciding not to invade it. “Mrs. Blackthorn,” he said, nodding once. “Elias Gray. Thank you for accepting me in your firm. Ms. Vale told me that you needed a lawyer as a second advisor to your lawyer.”