C.c Tinsley Novels & Stories

Gale gushes and Zac starts to laugh, a deep belly laugh that has Cally jabbing him in the ribs with her elbow. "Yes, you're all welcome to join." Cally nods at my friend but then turns towards Cain's father when he clears his throat. "Are you sure that's wise… under the circumstances?" He says, another meaningful look passing between them. "I think it's necessary. If Tegwen is the target, her friends may be at risk too." Cally's eyes turn cold when they land on Cain's father and it's more than apparent that she's not a fan of him either.

Craig comes in, with a man that looks like a much older version of him, followed by a woman with blonde hair fixed in loose curls and a white fitted dress. I'm not sure what Mr. Adams is plotting, but I instantly feel like grabbing a few of those margaritas that Mr. Adams is pouring into those cups. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

Laura did not want to talk about their private life. "That will come in time, oh look here comes Nathan now." Laura said. Thankful she didn't have to talk to Marcella much more. Nathans blonde hair was tied back with a black ribbon; his black shirt had just a bit of a puff in them above the elbow. His vest and pants were black. The pants had a fine silver line running down the outside of his pant legs. His skin was pale his body was that of a god. He stood 6 foot three inches tall. As he came down the stairs he was fighting with his cufflinks that matched the gold chain he wore around his neck. Laura met him at the bottom of the stairs, swatting his hands away she did his cufflinks then put

His lips were twisted down like he had taken something bitter before coming to the bar and his eyes narrowed. "Where is it, Cade?" Despite the loudness of the music, Trevor heard him loud and clear. "Yo, Randy!" Cade, the man bothering Trevor, said with a smile. Before Trevor could ascertain what was going on, the bottle from which the bartender had poured his tequila was swiftly snatched from the counter by Randy. Trevor followed the movement as Randy slammed the bottle on Cade's head. The latter howled in pain, gripping his head. Trevor grunted as blood gushed out of the injury and splattered on his face.

Cassidy’s Whisper Cassidy Vale never trusted brute force for long. Violence burned fast, but whispers — whispers could hollow out a fortress from within. She sat in a quiet room beneath the city archives, its walls lined with old ledgers and sealed records. Before her stood a nervous young man in a plain coat. His name was Miles Trent — one of Marino’s administrative clerks. “You work in the estate,” Cassidy said softly, her voice smooth as silk, “close to the girl, close to her routines.”

As they walked through the corridor, the chandelier's light shimmered through the entire corridor flooding the whole corridor with a touch of grandeur. "You can have a seat Daisy." The voice of Wade Roberto was almost mellifluous as he pointed at the plush leather seat. Staring askance at Wade Roberto, Daisy Hunter only wondered why her boss brought her into his office and asked her to sit. "Daisy!" Wade Roberto called out as he threw a file on the table, causing Daisy Hunter to shudder. "What is this sir?" Daisy Hunter asked as she stared at the file in bewilderment. "C'mon open it and see for yourself." Wade Roberto said persuasively.

“Has Mr. Tinsley Sr. offended anyone?” “Uh… That’s for sure…” Jeremy answered. “Has he had any physical contact with someone he has a grudge with in the past two days?” Jeremy recalled and replied, “I don’t think so… Dr. Yarde, what’s wrong with my father?” “Mr. Tinsley Sr. has been poisoned. Osteosepsis-toxin. The victim’s bones will turn soft and the spine will be damaged, as if it’s gotten rusty.” Jeremy was horrified. “Can my father still be saved?”

The leader of the bodyguards watched Kayson leave as he mumbled, “Can’t believe there’s such a master in this world. We’re lacking too much!” At the Shengville Hotel’s Deluxe Suite 2101… The Tinsley father and son were chatting with a middle-aged man in his 40s. “Mr. Tinsley Sr., Mr. Tinsley Jr., the young man who both of you commend so much must be extraordinary. I look forward to meeting him very much.” Tyrone laughed. “He’s a fine young man. He works at Wolfenden Corp., and he’ll most probably be in touch often since you’re in charge of the quality control for Clouspring’s projects.”

He was wearing only wearing some boxers leaving the rest of his delectable skin uncovered. His body was toned to perfection, with large biceps lead into a chiselled chest, sitting underneath his firm pectorials sat a very solid set of abs before sliding into his waist, his prominent byline on show. Unfortunately his bixers covered what was under his byline, but below that. His thick toned thighs lead into toned claves.

"Sir, it would be unwise of us to get involved with those people again. You're aware of how dangerous they are. Don't you remember what happened the last time?" Lawyer Bernard looked out the window, ignoring her. Caitlyn sighed, wondering how they managed to convince him again. She didn't utter any more words until they got to the head company of the Greys. Lawyer Bernard and Caitlyn walked into the building and went straight to the office of Mr. Thomas Grey, the CEO of the company. He was the second son of the family but was put in charge of the head company and two other companies. The secretary and the guards didn't stop them and that made Caitlyn believe that he had met the man already.