Colton Lyons Novels & Stories

“Do you really wanna know why I came here, Colton?” The question caught his attention in an expected way. There was a long pause as we studied each other’s faces. Colton’s light brown hair was longer, enough that he could tie it. He has gotten bigger since the last time I saw him. Not on the fat side but on the muscle side. His deep blue eyes were sadly the same. It no longer had the light it once held when Hana was beside him in his arms.

…Trinity POV… Again. Again I have been ripped away from Colton, every time we get so close; then someone takes us away from each other. Colton just saved my life. Can my father not see that. But is it really true? Is Colton the Mafia Boss of the East? How is this even possible? “Daddy, what did Colton mean that he is Cole Venditti?”

I told him and pulled back from Kyson’s embrace. The Omegas had placed our luggage in Kyson’s car, and we all went straight to the airport in two different cars, with Witch Lily coming with us. Liam was the one driving our car, and Lucas’ Beta was the one driving his. We arrived at the private hangar, and I was amazed when I entered Colton’s private plane. It was huge, with two separate bedrooms. The chairs were big, kind of like one-seater sofas, and they looked comfortable. How in the world does Colton have this kind of private plane? Who exactly is he?

She covered my hand with hers and rested against my chest. "And you, my favorite girl? How are you doing?" If any of this ever touched her, I'll level the nation's capital, swear to fuck. She didn't seem upset in anyway so Max had done his job well, she was still insulated. *** KAT *** I know Colton Lyon is up to something. Ever since he got back from Law's place, he's been acting like a bear with his paw caught, and even more irrational than usual. Then after the holidays, he went from bad to worse.

We got to the bike shop way too soon, and Jared left me to go in by myself as he sauntered off to the shop in back. My palms were sweating, and I felt sick. Get a grip Kat he's just a guy. Just don't pay any attention to his arms or his tattoos or his face, shit, just don't look at him. "You plan on hanging around out here all morning, Sloane?" I almost jumped out of my skin, where the hell had he come from? "No sir...uhI mean no, Mr. Lyon." "Colton, my name is Colton, and I believe I told you about talking to the ground when addressing me."

Colton's mind was a mess as he tried to come up with a way out of this mess. He was left to walk alone. His face was all over the camera. Everyone was making videos, doing live broadcasts or taking pictures. The whole station was in uproar. Across social media and the news it roared. News did spread very fast in the city. But what was more striking what the organ behind the sunshades Colton always wore. This made people more shocked. Whenever Colton Blake, heir to the big Colbta Innovative Tech 2050 got on camera, either to announce new releases or do giveaways or shows, everyone admired him. He was a perfectly fit man.

"Good evening, sir. May I take your bags?" He loads them into the trunk while Colt and I sit side by side in the limo. "Did he just call you Colton?" I ask. "Yeah, why?" I stare at him. "Wait a sec. Your full name's Colton?" "Yeah, Colton James Montgomery. Didn't you know that?" "No, I didn't. How could I have not known that?" He chuckles. "I thought you Googled me." "I did," I say, completely dumfounded.

I wouldn't know all I needed to know until they got here and that shit couldn't come soon enough. I had another matter on my hand that could spell more trouble than even I was ready for. I brought it to Creed's attention on his return. "That's Lyon's kid." We both knew what that shit meant. All the men involved thus far were military. We had discipline and limits to a point. Colton Lyon didn't know the meaning of either word. "This is going to be fucked."

“Right. You can take as much time as you need there." He bowed slightly. “Sure thing, Mr Conrad." I didn't really know much about Colton's family. Except for his wife. He only ever talked about her. “Colton, is she the only family you have? I mean, no children or siblings?” He smiled. "I have one brother. But he's in another country. And… I had a daughter, but I lost her at the hospital. She was stolen when she was born." I frowned. “Stolen?”

Any good artifacts would be bought forcefully at a very low price by the Lynches, and they couldn't be brought out of the street of antique stalls. "Mr. Lynch, isn't giving him 500 thousand too much? He tricked me with 13 thousand. Even 20 thousand would already be too much for him!" Cliff said, glaring at Sebastian. "It's alright. I always keep to my principles. Since this is business, I can't let him make too much of a loss," Colton said smugly. "Acorn City? The Lynches?" Sebastian glanced at Colton as he spoke. "At least you're discerning. I'm Colton Lynch, the heir of the Lynches! Anyone who offends our family will be sorry for it!" Colton said triumphantly.