Colt Hxh Novels & Stories

TO: LiamTaylor@Ravenwood.com FROM: CodyRavens@Ravenwood.com SUBJECT: Hemsworth pack _________________________________________________________________________ The past week we’ve had a problem with the neighbouring pack of Hemsworth. The other warriors are standing to attention but it is at utmost important that the new recruits will be ready if a war should break out. Although there has been stirrings I am communicating with their Alpha.

The little green and red lights on the servers flickered violently as the metal frame bent under the impact, the cooling fans humming loudly in the background. I strode over to the main communications console, slamming my bloody fist down onto the hard surface before hitting the master switch for the intercom line. “Jax, get your useless fingers on this line right now,” I roared into the small metal microphone, my voice vibrating the steel walls around me. The speaker on the wall crackled to life almost instantly, Jax’s voice shaking with a deep, frantic terror as he answered from his station. “I am here, boss, I am here, I saw what happened at the tavern, Colt’s jaw is completely broken, th

If Ava wasn’t back by then, he would go out looking for her. **** Hawk and Ava snickered and joked in hushed tones as Colt and Belle brought up the rear. They were sneaking around the Steele main home. Colt had parked the Wagoneer two town blocks away from the house and cut the headlights off. He was in a good mood tonight so the last thing he wanted was to have to break up a scuffle between Hawk and Ray. He was also hoping Belle was in the mood to fool around later so he didn’t want to get beat up and soar from breaking up a fight. If he got that way from fucking? Sure, but not from breaking up a fight – not tonight anyway.

Goosebumps erupted everywhere as the sparks danced between us, stronger than ever. Colton joined us, his shirtsleeves rolled up and the top few buttons undone on his dress shirt. My mouth watered at the sight of his tattooed chest peeking out. Clay lowered the top of my dress to sit around my waist, freeing my tits. He and Colt each cupped one, weighing the heavy flesh in their hands and groaning appreciatively.

Collier treated his subordinates however he pleased. He whipped his hand across Hux’s face several times in front of his men. “The face is the last place you should hit. How am I supposed to get it on with that chick after you bruised her face? “I want to kill you, you useless piece of shit.” Collier smacked Hux’s face. Hux backed away in embarrassment and anger. However, he could not retaliate against someone like Collier. Hux pulled out a napkin and handed it to Collier before uttering ingratiatingly, “I was wrong, Mr. Ettinger. I failed you.

He was still chuckling as he left the library with his guards. Colt pulled his phone and dialled Matteo's line. "What's crashing, my wild card?" Matteo's grainy voice hit the phone. "You know what you did. Am I a commodity to you?" Colt said, his voice not dropping. "Oh...." Matteo sounded. "The deal with FIRI? But it's just two hours, Colt. You can just follow Harish for the comeback,and I promise to give you a day break from the garage." "I'm not gonna go for the comebackFind yourself a new commodity," Colt declared and hung up.

SYNOPSIS:Taming Harrison Cole Harrison Cole rules his empire with an iron fist. He is cold, untouchable and dangerously powerful. Jasmine is the opposite: Unyielding,disciplined and burdened by responsibilities she refuses to abandon and in her presence, defiance is not an option. Assigned to care for the most difficult patient in the hospital,Jasmine expects arrogance not relentless cruelty. Harrison challenges her at every turn, stripping away her comfort and testing her limits but Jasmine doesn't break. Pulled from the sterile hospital walls into a world of wealth,secrets and unseen battles,their tension begins to shift, walls crack ,trust emerges but the past refuses to stay un

I can’t say that now, not after watching what was on the USB. “I would never have believed his hatred for Christina was so deep that he would kill his own pack members.” I say out loud, I shouldn’t have done. Not with Colt in the room. “It’s my fault.” Colt says, “I should have brought him in instead of letting him go.” Colt threw a chair across the room, yelling at himself. He was furious. Then he broke down sobbing. It was at that point I told him about Raiden. “Death was too good for him.” He says.

"Zyra, after the long journey here and looking after Colt, you must be worn out. Tyler, on the other hand, has looked everywhere for you. Why don't you two head back and catch some rest?" The word 'rest' made Colt's fingers twitch. "Got it," Zyra said, catching on fast. She looped her arm with Tyler's, and they made their exit. Tyler grunted, pleased, as he walked out with Zyra. With them gone, the room no longer felt stifling. Xoan leaned back and struck up a casual conversation with his old buddy. "Colt, what made you take off to become the head honcho of some village?" Xoan remembered them as inseparable since they were kids. Colt had been the one to jet off for an international education

Then, without turning back, he replied with the faintest smirk in his stride. The moment Alexander stepped out of the bar, he nearly collided with Colton. Colton stood leaning against a black SUV, a cigarette dangling lazily between his fingers, the smoke curling up into the night air. He eyed Alexander with a mix of amusement and concern. “Hugo said you’re doing better,” he said, flicking ash to the pavement. “Figured it was time we talked about Marken.” Marken—his name always cut through everything else. It didn’t matter where or when.