Conner Bailey Novels & Stories

They needed to be here for this. “Merina, go to the bedroom and wait there while I handle this.” Conner said. He looked up from his phone. Conner struggled not to glare at her. He’d te Galen was gone. He’d known well enough to investigate Galen. If he’d known what Galen’s true personality was, he’d have done something extreme with him to prevent this. Now he’d let the media types run with it. He’d ruin Galen and his mother.

arm right in front of me and moved his body forward like he was trying to shield me from something. My heart was already beating fast, but my body gave out uncontrollable shivers when I saw Conner pull out his Colt M45 pistol. Oh no, this is not good. This is definitely something serious for Conner to pull out his gun. Conner then, looked at me in the eye and said, “Nothing bad is going to happen. I’ll deal with this. I need you stay inside the car, okay? Trust me on this. I told you I got your back.” He winked at me before getting out of the car. I know he was just trying to comfort me, but the moment he went out of the car the more I became weary. Does Conner have any enemies? What could

He gripped my hands and leaned back to kiss my lips with a smile. "Good morning, everyone. As you know, I am Damian; this is my wife, Emma," he says, pointing to my aunt. I smiled, seeing her smile at everyone as she greeted them. Then he introduces Harou and Hope and points to Ty and Liam, "They will be in charge of small groups for the entire training time. Chester will be conducting one group while Blake is out for the day since you guys know that his luna is close to giving birth. They will constantly be out when she has to be in her doctor's appointments." someone from the pack house nears aunt Emma, making her turn towards them.

"Babe, does Karen still work for you guys?" "Connor? Yes. Why what happened?" "Nothing happened, baby, just go back to sleep." She mumbled something and hung up. I shut the phone off and turned to the others. "At least that answers that question." I didn't even have to say anything else. Tyler got out his nifty little reconfigured smartphone and put in some info.

I declined. "Oh come on," he pushed on, "he told me you do this amazing thing with your ton-" "Connor." he yelled and he immediately stopped talking. I chuckled, knowing exactly what the fuck was going on, "I can't believe this." "Jade I-" "No," I sighed, "it's fine." I picked up my tray and walked out of the cafeteria.

Bradley needs to take his anger out on someone, and I guess that person is me, though I didn't do a damn thing to him besides bring his secret vendetta out into the open. Connor is a damn good kid, according to his file. He is an excellent Soldier, graduated high school at the top of his class, works hard, and is a good person. Works part-time for her mom, but because he's not from money or a distinguished family, Brad won't let his daughter be happy. That is just selfish and pathetic.

“You heard me. I didn’t get the chance to tell him yet and you know if he knew he would be telling you to keep an eye out and make sure nothing happens to them. We need you here to help with what is coming as Liam and I are both out of the fight.” “I’m going to be an Uncle? Nora is going to an Aunt?” He asked like he couldn’t grasp what Bailey was saying. She nods her head and smiles before looking over at Nora who’s jaw hasn’t been picked up from the floor yet. “You kept this from me?” Nora finally spoke. “You bitch.” She says walking over to Bailey and kneeling down on her knees throwing her arms around her and hugging her. “I found out this morning. I ended up coming here because I still

“Yo, Con,“ I shout before I can get to me. He looks up. The girls clock my expression and make themselves scarce without being asked. I close the distance between us and put my fist across his face before he can finish forming a response. He stumbles back into the wall, hand flying to his jaw. “What the actual—“ “Next time you touch Dawn,“ I say, low and surprisingly calm, “I will make sure you never hold a stick again.“ I watch his expression move from shock to anger to something more calculating as he straightens up and works out what I am actually saying. Connor is going pro. We both know it. He was drafted the same cycle I was, and come the end of this season we will be teammates at Bost

“Alright. How about we take this to Priest’s garage and see what’s in it. Connor nods his head. “Sounds good.” Finding her composure, Santana sits forward in her seat and asks, “Who’s Priest? And where are we going?” Connor’s eyes widen comically as he gazes intently into my eyes, but Santana isn’t done talking. “Where did you learn how to fight like that?” I lick my lips, trying to come up with a plausible excuse, but before I can say anything, Connor interjects. “Declan was a Marine, remember? He knows all kinds of ninja moves.” My eyebrows lift with surprise at my brother’s blatant cover-up. I definitely didn’t expect him to come to my defense, considering how pissed off he has been with

“Azalea he’s not ours, look you just saw it. After everything he just told us and he welcomes her into his arms. I’m sorry Azalea but I don’t want us to hurt again. I can’t trust him.” I slowly walked to the kitchen. I poured another coffee and sat at the breakfast bar. I wasn’t going to cry he didn’t deserve my tears. My mind wondered to Conner, goddess he was so handsome. It was as though the goddess sculpted him herself and took her time. He was at least 6ft 5 with short shaved black hair. He had the most amazing green eyes and his arms were muscled like tree trunks. I saw him training one day and boy did his abs stick out. His 8 pack certainly had me imaging dirty things on what I would