Calum Hood Young Novels & Stories

Calum stepped out of the vehicle as Liam and Jovie appeared. He was decked out in his dark uniform, looking every bit the upright soldier. "Sir!" he said with a salute. Knowing Liam had a parent-teacher conference at Jovie's school, Calum had donned his uniform for the occasion, though he had left off the epaulets to keep things low-key. Jovie beamed at the sight of Calum, waving enthusiastically. "Uncle Calum, good morning!"

You did not have to jump in. Halo smoothes the boy's hair back, hugging him again as Lucian slinks back, observing the man's obvious love and connection with Gael. They all rise, noticing eyes on them as Calum and a team of deftly dressed guards appear to push the crowd back like the secret service. Calum Beauchamp: Triangulate any signals of outgoing videos, and stop them immediately. The guard he speaks to, nods, and moves away, speaking into his commlink. Calum approaches Halo, and Lucian raises an eyebrow.

Instead, he just let out a long, dismayed sigh. - He was. — You can tell me openly about it. I won't judge you, or even give you a reason to feel ashamed. It wasn't your fault, but his alone. There was a long moment of silence before Adrian began to speak: — It happened when I was ten years old. We were friends, until then. I didn't know who my father was yet, but I liked him. That afternoon, after lunch, as I always did, I ran to the stables to help the caretaker take care of the animals, but it was Arnaldo who was there, stretched out in one of the stalls, practically passed out, he was so drunk. At the time I didn't understand, I thought he was feeling sick and I went over to help him. It

CALLUM Jayden, the only guy in our group who isn't afraid to speak his mind even when being stared at by three females. He is blonde like me and he has deep blue eyes, more deeper than mine that tends to change colors everytime. Sometimes I think his eyes are purple. He is a 6 feet 2 and very athletic, if you know what I mean. He isn't on the football or basket ball team in the school because he doesn't like them. But he goes to the gym a lot and he spends his time in a boxing arena during weekends. He wrestles sometimes too. He lives with his mum and his elder sister. His dad, let's just say some where in the world like my dad neglecting his duties. He changes phones too much just like tash

“Hey, Cali.” I turned in my seat, eyeing the young man who had sidled up to my side. “Hey, YB.” I gave him a smile. “You doing ok?” His eyebrows shot up as he chuckled. “Hey, that was going to be my line.” “Sorry.” I gave a small shrug. YB was young. Younger than me by several years and from what Truth had told me, been hanging around the club since he was fourteen. Desperate to patch in. Which he had done only a year ago. The youngest patched member they had. Hence the name Young Blood.

After some days, in afternoon, Hoor was sitting in the living room , when she saw a beautiful girl entering .Mary was also behind her . She was also looking really happy after seeing the girl . "Hello "the girl around 24 or 25 greeted . "Hey "Hoor said getting up , she was confused and a bit nervous. The girl infront of her was really beautiful and Hoor wasn't even a bit confident about her own looks . A lot of doubts and questions were entering her mind regarding the girl and her relationship with Arhaan.

Much as he hates to parrot Maureen, the kid really is skinny. Callum’s able to distract himself with made-up housework long enough that Gerran eventually pads downstairs. He smiles at hte sight of him. He’s a bit pink from the shower still, black hair damp, and he’s in a hoodie he very clearly stole from Callum’s closet, given the way it hangs a bit loose on his shorter, more slender frame. Callum feels his face burn a bit when he realizes it’s his second-favorite hoodie—a pastel blue one with daffodils on the front—and he looks away.

“What’s up, Calum?” “Life?” He hides his face in his palms. When I am done mixing, I add the colouring for the icing and set the bowl down. Leah and Mira are still together. They are out of the country but they seemed fine the last time we were on a video call. Calum has been Calum. In and out of our lives under the guise of trying to figure out himself. He sighs again. “I did something.” “Bad?” I add. After graduation, Calum moved to Atlanta for a while. He hasn’t had the best post-highschool life with his drug use. He gives a half-shrug. “I guess.”

Rude but that was how he had always been. I stepped out of my apartment, and started walking down towards the elevator. My phone rang with another text but this time it was from Mr Young sending me his Room password and reminding me to stay safe. I smiled a little, despite my conscience frowning at me. When I reached the Lobby, I searched for any sign of a blonde head but was met with none. And then a guy with a black hoodie walked towards me with two suitcases trailing behind him. His Physique screams Mark, the rudest and moodiest guy in the whole universe but somehow manages to steal my first kiss.