Cole Robertson Novels & Stories

"Did you mean it? That Robert found him and aimed what was already there?" Cameron was quiet for a moment. Looking at the wall above her shoulder in the way he did when he was being precise about something. "Yes," he said. "I meant it. It doesn't excuse anything he did. But it's true." He paused. "Robert spent thirty years finding people who already had something broken or bitter or frightened inside them. He didn't create those things. He just made them useful." He looked at her. "Eric was already someone who wanted more than he had and resented you for having it. Robert didn't manufacture that. He just gave it a direction and a salary."

The newcomer comes towards us and introduces himself: - Good evening, sir and madam, I am Alberto Robertson, the new CEO of Robertson Company. He shakes Auracio's hand, then kisses mine. His touch feels familiar to me. Yet this is the first time I’ve seen him. - Nice to meet you. - Pleasure to meet you. - My company received the invitation, and since the previous director is no longer with us, I preferred to come and pay my respects, madam and sir. - Thank you very much, that is very kind of you.

making this personal. The moment I step into the room, Alberto starts running his mouth not that I could tell you anything that he's saying. I don't have the necessary patience to listen to his bullshit right now. I look around and see Robbie, Will and Tony all standing next to a long metal table that holds some very interesting implements while Cole, Ryan and Warren are standing on the opposite wall. When did Warren get here?

Ravens pov Man that was the hottest thing I have ever seen, not to mention the beauty of the woman in front of me, I have been around a lot of gorgeous woman in my life and even fucked a lot of them but none of them came close to this woman. She just turned around like nothing happened and sat down to put her knee high black boots on, like it was the most natural thing to happen. The same guards as before came in again and just shook their heads at the rouge, showing no signs of sympathy for the man dying on the cell floor. "Now how did we know that was going to happen" he chuckled and ordered one of the other guards to take the rouge out of the dungeon, he waited until the hallway was clear

His team mates answered, some of them even sounding unsure. This angered Robert. "I said have I made myself clear?!" He repeated, voice raised, his eyes glaring at the members of his team. "Yes, sir!" This time around, his team mates, his subordinates, responded with more determination. Robert nodded, satisfied. "Good, now go out there and quietly turn this fucking town around and find me Irene Rosewood Romero." ~•~

He plays the footage from the camera flash he got from the lab. We carefully watch everything in the video. Alpha Tate’s wolf wasn’t comfortable seeing it again, he’s growling and radiating anger energy from his body, but we had to watch it. It’s the only way to know who these scientists are. “There.” He points at the screen. Oliver pauses the video, taking it back a little and stops at the face of one of the doctors. “Isn’t that Justin’s father?” Oliver asks, staring at the screen intensely. He does look exactly like Justin though.

He kept telling himself. After some hours, they finally stepped foot into the Crescent pack. Uncle Bob and Mr Samuel's teeth clenched. The smell of wolves only reminded them of the death of Eleanor's mother. The only thing that crossed their mind was to end them all at once. "Let's go." Detective Rob told them after they looked around a bit. The smell of wolves drifted into their nostrils. What annoyed uncle Bob the most was how they lived their lives as if they deserved to live when they were only monsters that deserved to be wiped out from the face of the Earth.

“So what do you have for me? “The name’s Robert. He’s your guy’s best friend and partner in crime. Like, quite literally. For the past 6 years, he’s been in and out of jail on multiple charges of murder, sexual assault, and lobbying. You name it, he’s done it.” “What else?” “He’s been Carter Cosmetics' lobbyist for years and Adrian’s fixer, but not the good kind. Remember your informant eight months ago?” he asked. I nodded. “Well, he did it. And what’s even worse is that he’s been helping Adrian cook the books for Carter Cosmetics for years, stealing and embezzling money from his

His gaze meets mine. "Katherine Collins. It's a pleasure, Mr. Coleman." I offer a handshake, still amazed at how young he is, among other things. The square jaw, the stubble, and the blue, almost gray, eyes were a combination that made his face perfect. "Just Niels, please. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Collins. I am the Chief Marketing Officer, and I believe we'll be meeting frequently from today onwards." "You're the CMO of Ryan? Excuse my surprise... it's just that I expected someone less young."

The man had just realized that dealing with members of the Gonzales family could make him care about their feelings. "Ruby is gone. Kenzy is your right and Rose is now in your hands too," Ryan said with a cynical laugh. He flicked his index finger around the rim of the beer glass. "Isn't everything complete, Doctor Robert?" Ryan raised the glass in front of his forehead, "Cheers! I salute your greatness in conquering the poor Gonzales family. You have become a winner." Ryan gulped down the beer until the remaining half a glass. "It's just that I can't understand why you want a simple woman like Rose so much?" Ryan glared at Robert before continuing to finish the beer in the glass and set it