Conner Bailey Novels & Stories

Seeing that, of course, Rey's anger subsided instantly, and was replaced by a snort when he left Gavin alone. When things got back to normal, Connor gasped. He seemed to be about to jump from his seat, making all the men there stare curiously. “What else, Connor?” Rey asked looking tired. He prayed that god would be kind enough to strengthen his faith before anyone got really hurt. Raising a group of grown men was much more difficult than bunch of teenagers. “You won't believe this,” said Connor, his eyes fixed on the phone screen. He lifted the flat object into the air and showed them a photo.

CONNER❣️ “No just wanted to start a conversation see if I have the right number “ INTERESTING 🦢 “Oh okay “ CONNER❣️ “Anyway, good night see you in school “ INTERESTING 🦢 “Good night “

Caleb asked, as all of Nolan’s tips finally resulted in a name. “Ah, finally, you make the right guess.” Caleb rubbed at his temples, as he tried to make sense of the information Nolan had supplied so far. What was Gayle doing off pack grounds? As much as he hated to admit it, he had failed to keep track of her since Cassandra arrived. He was so occupied with caring for Cassandra and learning of how she had come to be in Connecticut, that thoughts of Gayle hadn’t crossed his mind. He hadn’t seen her in days, and it was only now, he realized that. He sighed, annoyed by his lack of focus, “I…I had no idea she was off pack grounds.” He admitted, his voice low, telling of his disappointment in h

A man like that needed to be stopped at all costs. “Did you limit your search to just America?” I asked. Connor was based in Austria, and there was probably a chance they would find something if they focused on Austria instead. “Of course not. My team did as much digging as they could, but Connor is clearly a smart man. For some reason, he managed to hide all past records of him, and those records can not be anything good.” Aaron answered, and I couldn’t hide the disappointed sigh that escaped my lips as I felt a headache creep onto my skull.

“Can’t blame a guy for trying.” Neither man said anything for several moments. Conner let his eyes roam around the room, feeling like a teenager at the end of a first date, wondering who would make the next move. He looked back at Sloane. His friend was watching him, his expression blank. Finally, Conner broke the silence. “Since I’m already in this far, I may as well become a little more active. After what I saw this morning, I don’t think doing a little digging could do any harm.”

It couldn’t have been on purpose… right? “So how’s the wrist?” Davis asks, scooching over and patting the spot beside him on his bunk. We’re all getting ready for bed after a long day of training, which I missed half of due to my injury. Boyd’s bunk is across from mine and Davis’, and Connor has the bottom. We got to know Connor a little better at the bar on Saturday and it turns out he’s a really nice guy. He’s from Reid’s pack in Stillwater. Connor’s sitting on the edge of his bunk, facing us, and leans forward a little to watch as I sink down next to Davis and extend my wrist forward, twisting it around.

I turned the knob and swung it open as fast as I could. I pointed my gun and put my finger on the trigger. I didn’t see anything. “Tyler…” I looked down and saw Dalton’s friend Connelly. I had met him the night I had been knocked out in the woods. He was laying on my front porch beaten and covered in blood, “What the fuck?” I leaned down and looked over his face beat up face, “Connelly?” He sputtered up some blood and spit before answering me, “That’s the name, Doll” he winced, “do me a favor and help me get in the house.” I pulled his arm up and helped him get to his feet and slung his arm over my shoulder, “What the hell happened?” I brought him over to my couch and sat him down and he gr

She rolls her eyes,stepping out of the doorway and closing the door behind her. “You should've started with that.” Then she skips to my car,opens the front door and sirs pretty,quirkiness her brow at me “ Well? Do you want to see my brother or not?” I blink twice and get in the car,fastening her seat belt and mine. —------------------ It turns out that Bailey works not only one job but three. That's why he wasn't at the restaurant I know he works at or his house. He was here,at the mechanic shop. Working.

"Wait, I thought they believed in multiple wives." Jaxon whistled with amusement. "I can't wait to hear you explain your way out of this one, big guy." "Um, well, you see . . ." Parker tapered off, his face alternately blushing and looking uncomfortable. "Can't we just wait until we meet up with Gavin and Wyatt? They'll probably explain it better." "Explain what? That you guys belong to some freakish sex cult that shares their women? Count me out." Bailey peered out the side window at the never-ending trail of trees. With her new ability to heal, could she jump and make it into the woods before they could stop and chase her?

Nick Henderson, Connor's assistant, exclaimed over the phone, "Something terrible has happened, Mr. Shaw! Quick! Check the latest headlines!" Connor pulled up the browser and saw his name topping the list of viral searches. When he clicked on the first link, his breath halted. He was greeted by a video of him doing the deed with Sylvie in front of the altar. There was an uproar in the comments. "I thought everyone said Connor Shaw was a religious man who took a vow of celibacy? Why would he do something like that in front of the altar?" "Goodness me! Here I was thinking that Connor Shaw was saving himself for Anna Larson. Guess you can never trust the image these people from wealthy families