Clare Hamilton Novels & Stories

He gestured to the seat opposite him, “You and I need to talk.” “Yes, we do.” Lincoln agreed, then tossed the papers on his desk. “And that's business. Let's talk about business.” “You know, that day, you humiliated me… beyond measure.” “Play stupid games, win stupid prizes,” Lincoln stated, coldly, “You're lucky I didn't rat you out to a news company. Now add the clause you want to add, let me leave.” “What about that guy? Your knight in shining armor?” Hamilton asked, leaning back on his seat. “The one that came and saved you, does he still fuck you?”

“So you’re both short and have no talent for wearing high-heeled shoes. Why does the Hamilton family have such an embarrassing daughter?” Chloe held her breath. She was about to say something when Liam smiled teasingly. His thin lips curved into a faint smile. “Now that I think about it, Miss Chloe, your original surname isn’t Hamiton. You were brought to the Hamilton family by your mother.” The embarrassed smile upon Chloe’s face froze. A huge sense of grievance spread across her body from top to bottom. However, now that she was facing a powerful person such as Liam Ackman, she was forced to endure the feeling. Chloe allowed this feeling of hatred to flow from her heart, spreading to all h

"I heard that it was Larissa who successfully sealed the 30-million contract with the Hamilton Group." "I used to think that Charmaine was pretty. But upon comparing her with Larissa, her beauty is rather ordinary. Be it looks or body figure, Larissa completely outshines her!" "Not only is Larissa beautiful, but she is also smart. Don't be fooled by Mr. Hamilton's disability. Aside from being the CEO of the branch company in Ambrollum City, I heard he is the heir of the Hamilton family in Jaedornia!" Everyone was shocked upon hearing that.

Alexander stood out sides Lilly's door contemplating on whether he should go in or not. This was the not the first time today he had been outside the door about to knock, but eventually giving up. He had finally decided on agreeing to Verona's idea but he wanted to inform Lilly before giving the woman a call. He could give others all day not caring about his subordinate's age or position, he was Alexander Hamilton, one of the top billionaire's in the country, yet he was shivering just because he wanted to talk to his daughter.

It was the most powerful tech company in the world, and its owner was the only man Alexia cared about: Scott Hamilton. Mr. Hamilton was elusive to the point of obsession. He had successfully hidden his face from the media and scrubbed every personal photo and article about him off the internet. Still, everyone who knew him agreed on one thing: he was ruthless, fierce, terrifying… And Alexia had come to win him over.

Levi finally figured out what was different about Mark halfway through the main course. It was his hair. Three months ago, his friend had a faux hawk. But he'd cut all his hair now, and his bald head glistened under the shimmering chandelier. Mark's new look reminded Levi of a younger Samuel L Jackson. He had the foul vocabulary to match, too, but their table of hoteliers didn't mind. They were all enraptured by him and his stories, hanging on to his every word as he recounted his glory days as Rock Union University's fly half and Chassis' early struggles before it became a powerhouse. By the time the waiters wheeled in their dessert, they were all eating out of his palm. But, Mr Rice was st

He thought keeping the party today would keep his mind off her and it did, to some extent. Now that he is alone, it would again haunt him. He thought it would be better if he forgot today. Usually, he would go to the cemetery and stay there as long as his body could sustain but he is not in New York and he could not go there. It had become a ritual. He would never miss a single day and visited the cemetery, especially on the same date he lost her. He wouldn’t miss that day. He made sure he was by her side. He wouldn’t go to work the next day and would always stay at home.

For most of them, it was their motivation for involvement in this one last campaign. Alexander Hamilton was one of them. I played chess with him while he told stories about George Washington, John Adams, Thomas Jefferson, and lots of our other Founding Fathers. He didn’t remember what had happened on the other side of the portal either, but he insisted that he and Elliott had not been the only Guardians to use it, though he couldn’t tell me who the others were or where they might be. I added it to my list of things to research.

“If that’s the case, then we...” “Me,” Hamilton says sternly. “This is for me to handle, and I don’t plan on being defeated.”

The smirk that haunted her sleep. “Ladies and gentlemen,” the chairman’s voice finally rang out, cutting through the restless murmur. “Allow me to formally introduce Mr. Liam Hamilton, heir of Hamilton Medical Group, and now an active executive overseeing Hamilton Medical City.” Applause broke like a wave through the hall. And then he walked out. Liam Hamilton, in a suit that fit like it was crafted by sin itself, crisp and dark against the glow of the auditorium lights. His presence filled the stage before he even said a word, magnetic and commanding. The applause swelled, but Sarah barely heard it.