Campbell Degrassi Novels & Stories

"I am the one who runs this part of town. Mendoza crossed the line so now he is dead. If you double-cross me you will die too. Do we have an understanding?" I pressed send and there was an immediate response. ”I understand, you had to do what you had to. May I know the name of the man I am dealing with now." I typed my reply. ”Jensen, Jensen Daniels. I will be in contact." I put the phone away and sat at my desk and sipped on my drink. I took a deep breath and laid my head back, what a day.

" She replied hotly, eyed me and walked away. " I'm sorry about Stephanie's behavior" delvin apologize Smiling. Oh! It's nothing, I returned the smile while focusing at her departing figure. "Iam sorry Kelsi, you will surely have a hard time from now hence forth, but you know it's girls issue", he smirked. "Yeah! Iam used to them", I laughed. "Iam really not into Stephanie, even all of them! They all have bad characters and it irritates me", he pouted looking even more handsome.

"Daisy, Mr Antonio Nathaniel died some weeks ago and his investors are rallying to leave the company bankrupt if Seth doesn't pay them up." Daisy's voice was barely above whispers yet laced with concern. "Wait a minute! Mr Antonio, the CEO of MetaX is dead?" Alison couldn't believe what she was hearing. "This is really bad, Poor Seth, what is he going to do now?" Alison said as she sank into the bed dressed with a bubble gum pink bedsheet. "You see, that is the main reason why I'm considering the marriage contract." Daisy's voice was barely above whispers. "Now I get it, Daisy."

I don’t know when I feel asleep but when I wake up its to see Calder leaning against the cell wall, feet crossed at the ankle, muscular arms crossed of his brood chest and his eyes train ed on me. With a roll of my eyes I turn away from him and face the back wall and close my eyes again, not wanting to see or listen to what ever bullshit he’s here to spew this time. “Your biological mother was a heirs daughter of the of a two-bit drug dealer on the lower east side of the docks that run along the Perrow city” he says it like a question but I know he’s not waiting for an answer. “Just cuz you give birth to someone doesn’t make them your mother, much less if she up and dips out while your only

They might be thinking that I am now assuming the position of CEO. "Good morning, Mr. Salvatore," a woman greeted me, and if I'm not mistaken it was Lincoln's secretary. "Morning," I sparingly replied to her, I didn't even mention her name because I might get it wrong. I left the building and immediately went to the parking space. When I got in my car, I immediately turned on the engine and started driving back to the pack house. I was listening to pop-rock music while in the middle of the drive when I suddenly saw the Mystic Grill, I couldn’t help but swallow my saliva and I suddenly felt hungry so I quickly turned around and headed to Mystic Grill. I forgot to eat breakfast earlier because

Herbert asked, frowning, thinking it was more bad news. "Lord Herbert, the first heir to the Campbell family has been confirmed!" "Oh? Is it that boy named Xis? I’ve met him. He has impressive talent and is likely to become a high-tier extraordinary being," Herbert smiled, showing his approval. "No, it’s not Xis. It’s his cousin, Logo Campbell!" "What?"

“Petrakis. I never thought I would see the day I received your call. “ The man on the other end said. “Rossi. Remember that favor you owe me? “ “Straight to business then. You finally want to collect? “ “Yes. A woman is looking for employment in your company. Her name is Hazel Thompson. I want you to cancel her interview. “ There was silence on the other end of the line. I almost thought the douche had fucking hung up on me. But Rossi was a smart man. He knew better than to disrespect me. “Is that how you want to call in your favor? “ He had a point. I could need him for something else–something more important–more important. Fuck, Hazel was back in my life for less than thirty minutes and s

4 CAMPBELL'S MANSION. Jason's POV Being CEO of Campbell’s Group, I was used to getting calls that turned my day upside down. But when I saw Grandpa’s name flash on my phone, I hadn’t expected the bombshell he’d drop. I poured wine into a crystal glass, watching the dark red liquid swirl as I added ice. My phone buzzed, breaking my thoughts. “Hey, kid,” he greeted me, his voice gruff as usual. “Edward’s granddaughter is back in town. You remember her, right?”

Shira teased me often concerning our little secret, I had warned her to keep it for now since we weren't sure how he felt towards us in the meantime, wouldn't want to get hurt after all. I was all smiles in the kitchen, busy making his coffee, he had been in his office all morning and I wanted to surprise him by bringing him his drink myself. The door to the office was open, so I strolled in, my eyes found no one inside his office an empty chair with countless documents scattered on the table, maybe he was in the bathroom. After placing the mug down, my eyes scanned the papers until a name caught my attention. Graig Campbell. This was a name I would never forget, the person responsible for t

She sits back down on the couch and gives us a small wave of goodbye, I open the door but as I open it, I saw a tall figure dressed in all black and a visible snake tattoo trailing up his neck the fucker that works for Alessandro's dad. Before Alessandro could pull out his gun, the fucker pulls out his own and a sudden sharp pain flows throughout my body before darkness clouds my eyes. shittttt.......... (Just to refresh your memory snake tattoo guy is the one who carried Cassandra to that torture room when she was kidnapped by Isabella)