Bryce O'connor Novels & Stories

“It is. There’s war!” The man smirked, revealing a row of gold teeth. “Then we are listening.” Bryan’s voice was steel. “Ronan Carter is alive. And he has my mother and my fiancée.” A ripple of murmurs passed through the crowd. Some faces darkened, others turned curious. Ronan Carter was a name that still sent chills through even the most hardened criminals. The scarred man—Viktor, a known underworld enforcer—folded his arms.

After grilling the hamburgers, Connor sits beside me and says in confidence. “Don’t s… say it to the gu… guys, but I’m go… going to do a trea… treatment to stu… stu… stutter.” Connie stares at me looking for some support and I don’t know what to say. Connie, among the Vaugh brothers, is the most handsome, his brown livid eyes, dark hair, tanned, with a strong and masculine Adonis body, that the symbol of Greek beauty would die of envy. I don’t think the fact that he stutter makes him a bad man. In the end I actually think his charming in his half shy clumsy way.

Sydney Bryce turned. It was a man in his forties with perfect blond hair and teeth too white to be natural. I stared for a second too long before it occurred to me that they were veneers. “It’s me!” He grinned, staring at Bryce who seemed to be having a hard time recognising him. “Marcus McBroten. We met briefly in London last year? Lake deal?” Bryce’s eyes shifted slowly as he smiled. “Marcus! Of course! You were the crypto guy!”

Why would he do this? "Your husband..." I began, "If you don't want to talk about it then don't worry but, who was he?" "Achilles Drakos," she said, "He was a mercenary working for your mate, finding out the name of some leader. But he made the mistake of messing with him and lost his life for it." Connor's name. I swallowed, "And who are you?" "I am nobody," she replied, "I had no idea werewolves existed or that my husband was anything other than a teacher until a few days ago when Leonardo and his friend, Luciano, abducted me as blackmail against Achilles."

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

“I’ve heard about you and Zachary.” Charlotte sneered. “My personal affairs are none of your business. I’ll say this again: You’re in my way. Step aside!” Bryson replied, “Everyone in the industry knows how cold and merciless Zachary Connor is.” He then said in an even deeper voice, “He’s a walking demon. Annoy him, and you’re as good as dead.” “Hah!”

"I got it, Alpha Darren. The video has also been sent to you." “Good job, Cedric.” The call was cut off. Alpha Darren sighed. He knew that if Cedric, his subordinate who was always right in judging things, had suspicions about someone in a matter, it would most likely be true. Except for that one, when Cedric said that Diana was Frank's spy, Alpha Darren didn't believe it. Alpha Darren immediately opened the video that Cedric had sent, he removed the sound of the video so that Diana would not hear it. The beginning of the video shows an ordinary sky view, then when it enters the 10th minute, suddenly there is a gunshot. Then the video shakes, moving chaotically until it highlights the hill o

I never met this Connor guy but from just what I have heard here alone I have huge respect for him and how he treated Rosie. "He does... he did..." Tony tries to cover a growl with a cough, but he fails miserably and this has Rosie smiling. She places her hand on his chest and leans into him. "As I said earlier, Conner was like a brother to me, that was all." He nods giving her a gentle smile. "I know sweetheart. I didn't mean to growl. Zero is just being an asshole, ignore him!" Everyone in the room chuckles, including Rosie, before we sober up and come back to our reality.

I let her go gently. “Where?” I asked. “Show me.” She pointed toward the big glass doors at the back of the house. Before I could move, a deep voice called out, “What is going on? Why are you yelling, Wyatt?” I turned around fast and there stood Bryce. He was wearing only a black silk robe that hung loose and open. His chest was completely bare. His muscles flexed as he walked toward me. His abs were deep and well-defined, and a thick line of black hair ran down to his V-line. A heavy bulge was clearly visible under the thin robe.

" Russia? Delphine has no one in Russia " " Yes, actually when we traced the contact ...it was revealed as Konstantin, the Russian Mafia Boss's contact " " What? " Maximo question but he didn't wait for any response as he rushed back to iris's room. He opens the door in haste but what he saw makes his heart skipped a beat. There beside Iris was konstantin, the Russian Mafia Boss himself grazing iris's cheek with his fingers tenderly. Three men were there too and Delphine who has a look of horror on her face.