Catboy Connor Novels & Stories

I asked him and he nodded his head. We went to have ice cream one more time. I think it was better if we had some of the pop- corn as well. It would had been a real show. The hacker messaged me. ‘THAT GUY IS FUCKING EXPOSED AND HE DOESN’T KNOW THAT. IT’S FUN TO WATCH HIM HAVE A LIVE SEX IN AN ELEVATOR. HE LEFT THE SECRET CAMERA ON ELEVATOR THAT’S GOING LIVE’ I couldn’t help but smile on what he said.

"They keep things very interesting. Most of the good boys are boring. They gonna bore me to death." "Hey, Colton is not boring!" Jess protested. "That is why I said 'most', not 'all', my sweet Jessica Williams," answered Norma with a grimace. Koltin took a sip from his drink and turned his attention to Autumn as he put the can on the table, "So, about this boy of yours, Autumn, I think I know what we should do then. We should go up to him and be like, 'Bro, turn off the sign. What? Why? He would say and be like: Bro, you got douchebag written in neon above your head nitwit."

the girl filled in and they all groaned. "What are we, twelve?" Someone asked. "We are not in high school anymore" another said. "So what should we play then?" Kane's phone rang and he excused himself to answer. Coming back, he had a frown on his face. "What's the matter dude?" Olivia asked concerned. "Caro somehow found out about the party and right now she is on her way." "That's good man." Kane glared at her. "You promised to keep your hands off of her" he reminded.

His expression was curious as he asked again, "By the way, what did you two talk about?" Pierce replied directly, "I'm sorry, Alpha, but I cannot answer your question." Myles wasn't deterred and continued, "Are you planning new strategies to deal with the actions of the Gardeno Pack?" His curiosity only seemed to grow. "Is that it?" "I'm sorry, Alpha," Pierce said again, this time emphasising his answer more strongly. "I cannot reveal our conversation to anyone." "Anyone?" Myles' voice sounded choked. He shot Pierce a quick glance, his face lifting slightly as he stared at him. "I'm not just anyone, Pierce. I'm the Alpha Consort. I'm also your big brother. How could you call me just anyone?"

He exhaled sharply, dragging a hand over his face before tapping the group chat labeled Gangs—the one he shared with Collins and Kingsley. “There's a meeting this morning. Cancel all classes.” The message was short but he sent it, that's his way. Kade buttoned up his shirt, dressed in black, as usual. His sleeves rolled just enough to show the veins in his arms. A cigar tucked behind his ear. He looked every bit the dangerous boy people whispered about. “Should I call her?” he muttered under his breath. His jaw clenched, and he shook the thought away. He’d call after the meeting if he felt like it.

It still felt unreal that people would pay money just to watch me dance. I was walking offstage when Crystal grabbed my arm hard. "Girl you need to see this," she said, pulling me toward the entrance. "What?" I asked but she didn't answer, just pointed. A group of men had just walked in. Everyone in the club was staring at them. They were wearing expensive suits. One of them had a bodyguard who was huge, looked like he could kill someone with his bare hands. "Who are they?" I whispered. "I don't know the others," Crystal said. Her voice was quiet like she was scared to speak too loud. "But that one in the middle. That's Kelvin Conner."

Something. But she was still here. Walking the same halls. Standing in the same room. Listening to the same accusations— That no one official ever actually said out loud. That didn’t make sense. --- The boy at the front faltered slightly. His eyes flicked toward Belle. Their gazes didn’t meet. She wasn’t looking at him. Wasn’t looking at anyone. Just— Standing. Existing. Like none of this could reach her. His jaw tightened. “…some people don’t deserve to walk around like nothing happened,” he muttered.

She wanted this just as badly as he did. “Talk to me,” he growled at her. “Tell me what’s going to happen.” “I’m going to come,” she said. “On what?” “You. Your cock.” He groaned at her filthy fucking mouth before reaching into his desk drawer for a condom. Nothing. What the fuck was this? Enzo scowled as he rifled through the items in there, but still came up short. “Goddammit,” he muttered. “What?” “No condoms.” I’m on birth control,” she said.

The boy grinned. A sharp sensation traveled through Jeff’s leg, and by now he knew it was only a matter of time before the pain grew. “It’s on the list of options.” Droplets pooled at the tips of his fangs. This time, he didn’t wipe them away. “I mean, it’s not like it’d be the first time you’ve done something like that.” Preston’s face set. “Right, Jeff?” “I won’t tell you again . . . ” Jeff started. Preston broke their staring contest and directed his attention to Aarav. “You have a cat, don’t you, bud? White. Persian. Cute little pussy I’ve seen running around your neighborhood. That’s yours, right?”

The day had been long, and the night promised to be longer. Cord was the main attraction; he and the female that was caught between shooting daggers at him with her eyes and mooning over him, that shit was making my teeth hurt. The kid had proven himself to be more of a bottomless pit than Ty by eating me out of house and home all afternoon, while the women fawned all over him like he was three. Connor was understandably preoccupied with his woman and their unborn child, and we'd already had a meeting, all of us, about the need to protect them at all cost.