Novel & Cerita Catboy Connor

Connor hissed. He smirks. Connor was an illegitimate child of the Assedio di Vendetta Mafia Organization's leader Mariano Moretti based in Italy. Their family was onced a close and even treated each other as allies. But something happened and now both of their family vowed to finish each other in a matter of time. "Did I hit where it hurt?" He sarcastically smiled. Connor was about to punch him again when Rain and Isaac appeared right in front of them to stop them from fighting again.

“Connor was twenty at the time. He was a college sophomore. He only had one friend… Lucas. Lucas was the only friend I saw him hang out with. Connor didn't have any friends. Not that he was a loner or an introvert, but that he was a creepy weirdo. I didn't know at the time, but I found out later on. He did these things that a mentally stable person wouldn't do so no one would want to be friends with him.” “Horrible things like what?” “One of the least horrible things he did was he killed hundreds of stray cats and hung them in what he called ‘His Collection’.” Lincoln's eyes widened in horror, “He really is a nut job!” “No, he was way more than that. Remember, I said 'least’ horrible things,

my father says. As we walk out, the pack members all wish me happy birthday. Connor is at the front of the warriors and when he sees me, he slaps his hands together and rubs them, watching me with a glint in his eyes like he’s some sort of mad scientist. “So, who gets the first shot at the birthday boy?” he grins.

Instead, he went to the cemetery. My tombstone had already been erected, right beside my parents'. Connor stood there, holding the cardboard box Chris had given him. Inside were my diary and notes. He stood there for a long time before crouching down. Then, he opened the box and took out the diary. This time, he started from the very first page. "Today, Connor was training in the field. I secretly brought him water, and he didn't even realize it was from me. What an idiot."

Nate backed an inch to the wall, looking like a scared little mouse in the hands of five huge cats, me included. Tony caged Nate in between his arms. Nate shivered uncontrollably. “I heard you are gay, aren't you?” he asked. Nate didn't reply but a tear rolled down his eyes. “Why don't you answer me?” Tony asked and slapped him on his cheeks. His face completely turned to one side from the impact of it. It was a really hard slap that would leave red mark on his face for a while. I winced while Amelia laughed, latching her dainty hands around my arm and leaning her body weight on me.

“Keep your want to yourself. I love my boyfriend. I want nothing to do with you anymore, Axel.” Axel smiled. “At least you still know my name,” he said and Amber adjusted in her seat. “I stand on my word, Cat eyes,” he whispered, and she swiftly turned to look at him. “I only lent you to that boyfriend of yours, and I’m going to take you back.” Amber folded her arms and glared at her. “Don’t make me repeat myself. I already said I don’t want you!”

I could feel the war inside him—the way his body was responding even as his mind fought it. Connor was a known playboy. The kind of man who could charm a woman out of her panties in under five minutes and forget her name by morning. If I weren’t his best friend, he would’ve had me bent over this couch months ago. So why the hell was he resisting me now?

I had never considered that he could be something supernatural, wouldn’t we be able to smell him, wouldn’t I have known before, or the boys have known when he worked with them. “I know you’re werewolves,” Connor said nonchalantly, 'and if we can sit down and have an actual conversation, I can explain everything and more. Brianna is important to me, I would never hurt her.” The boy's chest’s erupted with growls, possessive and fighting back their wolves from coming forwards. “Connor, I-” “I know they are your mates,” he interrupted me over their rumbling, “this isn’t like that, but I’d like to talk with you… normally.”

boy. That boy is black hair, wears brown pants and a black leather jacket. He must be one of those motorcyclists. Kate is looking at herself in the mirror and crying silently. His hair is now collected and he has a hat on. This is not his shame. I put my elbows on the shoulder shoulder and rest my chin on them. This will be sooo boring. And that is barely three. I yawn and I hope. • 9:59. Just one minute. Just one minute. "God, it was about time!" I can't stand being in the same place as irrelevant people, ”says Kate, taking her things. I know he said it for me. You plan to go. "Where are you going?" There is still a minute left, ”I tell him. She laughs. "I'm leaving because I want to," he

The principal called Casey and her friends for a discussion, but Ariana knew they would likely escape any serious punishment due to their influential status, especially Casey, who was dating Zach, the son of a prominent and powerful man. Zach, the most handsome and richest teenager around, stood at an impressive 6'2" with a commanding presence. His striking appearance, chiseled features, and piercing grey eyes made him captivating to many. Despite his mesmerizing looks, Ariana knew that he was also a bully and a jerk, just like his girlfriend. Zach had even gone to the extent of getting a math teacher fired for giving Casey a failing grade. Summoning her courage, Ariana walked into Casey's b