Colton Lyons Novels & Stories

“There's no time to step back now. He's going to fight and I'm going to fight back, and neither one of you is going to interfere. You already have that rule and I don't want you crossing it unless you want me to turn my back on you.” “Lysandra…” Suddenly, Carter’s entire posture changed, stopping all of us from having the conversation that we were. He charged. Fast. Strong. Too strong. Mist exploded from his skin, crackling against the ground. His eyes flickered that awful glazed gray, but they weren’t dead. Not entirely. As he reached me, something else came with him, her voice. “Kill her. I want it done and I want it to be done painfully. I don't even want it to be done quickly.”

“Come now, you can’t be acting shy any longer. Not after whatever you and that big oaf got up to last night.” “You. . . you kissed me!” “It was hardly a kiss.” A tornado rages inside my chest, rattling my bones, and I need to release it. I toss his collar onto the floor between us. “Here.” As soon as I’ve done it, I regret it. I don’t know much about Wolves, but these collars are important to the alphas. Blake may be different than the others, but he is an alpha, nonetheless. For a moment, we’re paused in time. Neither of us moves, and the air is heavy and silent.

“Colton.” “Yes?” I looked at the signage of the brand-new building located in Uptown Caveat City, gleaming under the winter sun. “Why didn’t you tell me that you were participating in a drug trial conducted by Kennedy Consolidated?” Slowly, Colton turned to look at me. He looked positively adorable in his bright green colored puffy jacket, thick black scarf, and black beanie with a little puff ball on top. Apparently, Colton was not built for the snow, which was a surprise, given how he originated from Minnesota, of all places.

Alexandro growled—a sound that tore through the air like thunder. His massive black wolf form took a step forward, towering over everything in the room. His fur shimmered like obsidian, the glow of the chandeliers reflecting faintly off his coat. His eyes, glowing with a savage blue, never left the assassin. I’d seen wolves before. Many. My father. My brothers. The warriors in my village. But never like this. Never this big. Never this powerful. Never this terrifyingly beautiful.

, he whispered so that Eden and Arya couldn’t hear him but little did those little kids know that they were werewolves and could hear even a whisper. Colton wiped the tears of his brother. “I need your help to confirm my doubt.” “But how… how can I help? I’m not smart like you.”, Calvin questioned innocently. “You don’t need to be smart to help me. All you have to do is SHOPPING for all your favorite things because it's your Birthday today.” “Shopping?” “Yes!!”, Whispering this, Colton pulled down the card that he had been hiding with him since last night. Calvin took that black card from Colton’s hand and looked at it carefully. He read the name on the card ‘Brandon Haysbert.’

Grayson says reading my mind. “Well, his Luna died in childbirth along with the pup. Kyle and Kyson were born from an affair it appears as if he did not claim them openly. He took Kyle to TRTC when his mom was killed in a rogue attack and then he ended up here to terrorize us.” Connor says. The rat on the council, has to be Alpha Raymond, he’s been to our pack, but why help Alec?

What did she want from me? My dad's name is Chansey Slate, he is Beta to our Alpha, Brock Landon. My father is married to Rebecca Slate, and I have a brother named Tyler, who is my twin. We look like complete opposites. I have dark brown hair, his is raven black, which I envy, to be honest. He's darker-skinned toned than I am. He's extremely well built, meaning he's super muscular for his age, since he is always working out! And I mean working out all the damn time, just like his arrogant best friend, Blake.

he asked composedly. Kolten addressed him with utmost reverence, "Mr. Lynch has made his point clear." Yet, Liam simply chuckled and gave a dismissive shake of his head. "Kolten, five years have flown by, and you've really come into your own." Kolten blinked, puzzled, as he stared back at Liam. Without a word of explanation, Liam reached into his coat and flicked a medal toward Kolten. Catching it reflexively, Kolten glanced down and was jolted as if hit by a lightning bolt. His face lit up with excitement. He gazed at Liam, bowing deeply, cradling the medal in his hands, his eyes wet with emotion.

He mocked. Colton shook his head. He didn't think Lissie hates him to the point she will threaten his life with just a mere toothpick. ‘Does she really think it could save my life in one stroke?’ Colton's playful thoughts made him scoffed. “You seem to care about him a lot.” He affirmed in a casual way, trying to figure out an answer. The almighty Colton Vistagra managed to dig up Louis Brown's weakness and dirt. Lissie was astounded the moment Homer showed him the information Colton gathered.

Know that Knox will never say no to a girl and countless of girls has fallen victim for his lies and deceit. He dosen't care about your feelings so if you are ever going to roll with Knox be sure to leave your heart at home because he surely has none. Colton Collins. Generally known as a loner, he's rude, he's rich an arrogant punk who believes money gets it all done. His cold blue eyes tells many sad tales but yet it will bring many to their feets. Girls loves him and men envies him. Lastly, Luis Smith the delinquent one. Rules are not meant for him because he has no regard for one.