Colton Stokes Novels & Stories

The Alpha smiled as he stood up from his seat walking slowly towards me. "I..." I shuttered not knowing what to say seeing the Alpha walk towards me. "Evelyn, no need to bother about formalities, just call me Ethan." The Alpha smiled immediately when he got to me. "I...." I shuttered feeling rather confused wondering why the Alpha was acting rather strangely. Did he fall in love with me at first sight or what the hell was happening?

There is no running from here, Colton. ___

he pointed at me, "no kissing, no touching, no sex, no and I repeat, NO DATING" "What the hell Jonathan? I'm 18." I yelled, "It's a little too late for the 'overprotective brother' act." "And what's that supposed to mean?" he looked at me sternly. "I just mean that I'm old enough to make my own decisions, I know when to say no," I looked at Blake with flirty eyes, "and yes." I smirked. We kept eye contact for a while before he talked again, "I wasn't planning on it."

I then raise my head and find Colton before me standing akimbo. Colton is a running back for the school's football varsity. Lately, he's been asking for my permission to woo me. We've almost gone on a date once, but I was scared at that time. However, he's never given up on me. At least I reckon he hasn't. "Good morning, Stella," he says while settling down beside me. He curiously peeks at my sketchbook. I shut it close and smile at him instead. "It's a nice sketch right there, huh," he adds, beaming as wide as the Pacific Ocean.

"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."

~Introduction to the Male lead~ Name: Zion Black Knight. Age: 19 years. Lives in: Manchester. A British national. Height: 6.1ft, Fair skin, black eye. He is a high schooler. He is somebody that can't be restrained or tamed. The child of world's best and richest businessman, Andrew Black Knight. The one who brought the renovation in the entire IT industry. He is rich, handsome and intelligent with a photographic memory. Perfect in every way.

he said the words slowly, one by one, as if time waited for him while looking at me intently. I was taken aback by his comments but I didn’t let him intimidate me. Instead, I smiled sweetly as I study him further. Jack Stokes has always been a prominent name in media industry. He used to be a war correspondent overseas and his experiences has hardened his shell. People said his body is here but his heart and mind still wished he’s there in the middle of the action. Unfortunately, his salt and pepper hair would disagree, leaving him with a dead set of eyes and unfulfilled dreams.

Turning their faces, they looked up at it. “So, Brody’s dead. Smashed his skull on the concrete? Big fucking deal!” He glared at the four above him. “You got your necks snapped? Your pathetic lives ended? Big fucking deal! Life sucks! My family, my money, got me off ? Got me a Get Out of Jail Free card? BIG FUCKING DEAL! That’s life, bitches. That’s POWER!” He caught his breath. “I’m Colton fucking Carryage,” he said, clenching his fists.

Still a shiver of delight ran down my back at the memory of it. “Fuck off,” I said which just made him laugh further. I would have said something else but the look on Drake’s face as he headed towards me didn’t look too friendly. “Colton Stokes?” he asked angrily. “Do you really think that bringing more demon bloods into the mix is a good idea? Especially him.” “Because it’s him,” I said. “Colton knows this area just as well as the rest of us who grew up here. Better even since he was involved in Circle operations. Plus, you know he will actually talk to me.”