Novel & Cerita Colton Reynolds

Reynolds changed into a different outfit by that time and was standing on the platform delivering the opening speech for the parent-teacher meeting. Just as he was halfway through his speech, an assistant rushed up to the platform, and said pantingly, "Mr. Reynolds, Mr. Reynolds, Mr. Reath- Mr. Reath has come to the school." "What did you say?! Are you talking about Kolten Reath, the richest man in the entire city?" Mr. Reynolds asked, somewhat incredulously. He gasped with disbelief, but that was quickly followed by excitement, after seeing his assistant nod.

Caroline said cheerfully, and Colton walked in, still not removing his eyes from Artemis. “I know, I’m slightly late, but never mind. I’m Artemis, Sarah’s mate.” Artemis introduced himself, forwarding his hand for a handshake. Colton stared at his hand and didn’t shake his hand until Caroline hit him with her elbow. “Colton Ethan Haysbert.” Colton finally spoke, shaking his hand. Artemis gave him a smile but didn’t receive anything in return. He recalled the information that he had received from Caroline. Colton’s middle name was kept in the name of her maternal grandfather, while his other brother’s middle name was kept in the name of her paternal grandfather.

Liara’s face paled when she heard this because Theodore never told anyone about his pack or his mother to anyone and acted like he was just a rogue who had no back story. “I did a little research on you,” Colton said, forwarding his hand for the handshake. “I doubt that you just did LITTLE research on me,” Theodore said and shook his hand and felt a strong burning sensation in his hand, but he didn’t react. “Colton Ethan Haysbert. A perfect son and a perfect brother in front of everyone, but at some time, you were so jealous of your brother Calvin that you wanted to kill him. Colton’s eyes darkened upon hearing this, and a black aura started oozing out of his body.

I hear his reply and, not waiting for a reply, I swiftly cross the room before she even has a chance to put the phone down. “He said…” She trails off as I knock once and open the door. He’s sitting behind his grand solid oak table, his hands folded in front of him. He’s powerful and also a good friend of Dad’s, but the fact that the friendship isn’t public knowledge makes me not trust him. Colton Rivers, of beta blood, he’s from a pack past London. He’s in his mid-forties with sandy brown hair and well-groomed stubble. His sharp hazel eyes are observing me as he adjusts the jacket of his well-tailored suit.

Alex POV Charlotte started training today, she isn’t as bad as she tried to tell me she was. She definitely lacks confidence in herself. Her right hook is something that can be feared. She knocked one of the men out with one hit. Her balance is great, speed could use some improvement and skill level isn’t half bad for someone who’s never trained before. But what she told me about her past would make sense. She needed to know how to protect herself so I guess a little fighting skills are better than none. Soon she will be great. I promised her that. Her determination to be able to stand with us in battle when needed is strong and adorable if you ask me. She’s been in her room since training e

Now, Evelyn’s insults were digging their graves deeper and the guests were already feeling sorry for both of them. "Evelyn, stop!" Anthony whispered harshly, but she ignored him and continued. "Don’t be fooled by his fancy suit, Anthony. Colton used to be a nobody—a construction worker. He can’t even harm an ant." "She sure really wants to die" one of the guests whispered. Colton’s calm demeanor didn’t waver. He took a sip of his wine, handed the empty glass to a passing waiter, and turned to Anthony. "Do you believe I can’t harm an ant, Mr. Rivers?" His chilling tone carried an underlying intensity that made Andrea’s breath hitch.

"She did what, Drake..." "Look, she's eighteen years old, so I couldn't very well stop her now could I. And besides, I didn't even see her. The boy came to the station and asked if it was okay, then again, now that I think about it, it was more like he was telling me how it was going to be." "What! How old is this boy anyway?" "Uh, that's the difficult part, Colton's thirty two." "HE'S WHAT?" "Take it easy, Tina, he happens to come from the premier family in these parts, and his dad's the head of Greenville General."

I wrench it open, ready to apologize, to explain, to beg him to delete it and forget this ever happened. The words die in my throat. Colton Reid is standing on my doorstep looking like every fantasy I've ever had made flesh. Six-foot-three of broad shoulders and muscled arms, dark hair slightly disheveled, jaw shadowed with stubble. He's wearing a black t-shirt that strains across his chest and jeans that sit low on his hips, and his eyes - green, always so fucking green - are fixed on me with an intensity that makes my knees weak. He's also holding his phone. The voicemail loaded on the screen.

Colt asked in a dramatic voice, looking heartbroken. "I don't like the way you breathe. It's... too loud." Darren said and walked away. Colt looked hurt for a while, but he soon collected himself and took another sip of the porridge... ... and he got burnt again. I took the bowl from his hands and said, "Why don't we wait for a while before drinking it?" "OK." He replied while wiping his lips. Staring at the salamanders in the stream, Colt said, "I'm sorry for overreacting to your lizard friends. I have a phobia of reptiles. It's a primal fear. I can't control it."

, 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.’