Conner Bailey の小説・ストーリー

“The child she…” “The child is hers, and though you have donated the sperm, I wouldn’t consider a fucking thief the legal father.” He said, stopping the man. Elijah let out a low growl, and Dean glared at him before he tensed. I knew that things could end up getting dirtier than we wanted them to be. However, Dean didn’t have the chance to react as Irina cried out. I frowned in confusion before turning to face her. Her eyes were wide and she put a hand on her stomach.

Conner and Chase walk into the room, trying to stay calm, but when they see me sweating and breathing, they can not help but start panicking. " Daddy, I don't think we should wait any longer. I don't care what mom says. But if this baby pops out, I am going to be the only one in the car with you. And I cannot catch a baby. I told you before. I'm not good at catching things. However, I have been training football lately. So, I think I will be okay with catching it if it pops out. But I don't want to take that chance. I know Mommy explained to me that doctors catch a baby, but it does not pop out, but I am not taking any chances, as I said," Connor says, looking worried. He's already fully dre

Connor on many occasions tried to run out in search of his mate but couldn't because he was still recuperating from the deep injuries he sustained from the earlier fight he had with Luc whom he discovered according to his sources that he hadn't returned home. Very early the next day, he ordered the search of Carolina giving each of them the warning that if she wasn't found, they would have to pay with their lives. He left to visit Kayla in the hospital. He broke down on seeing Kayla looking so sick and pallid. Kayla was in critical condition and it pained him. For the first time, Connor broke down in tears, he buried his face in his palms and cried heavily. His heart was torn to shreds.

Conner parks and he starts to come to open my door, “Wait. You go on ahead. I will be fine.” He looks at me. “I regret everything, just so you know. I am not dating Heidi anymore, either, even if she thinks that I am,” he says, as he turns and walks toward the school. I waited a few moments, then started slowly walking into the school. Jessica had her hands all over Cassius as he was trying to put his backpack into his locker. Just a few lockers away, both Lenore and Heidi were cuddled up to Clint, as he was getting a drink from the water fountain. Conner turned from his locker and nodded to mine. I know that it was repaired because it seemed fine on Friday. Why does he want me to look insid

Whatever Connor stands to benefit from must be huge because he has since given up his conscience for this mission of theirs. According to the information we gathered, Connor is a hunter. He knows about supernatural beings, and he despises them. He has always known and that is why he killed our mother, Willie, and supposedly, me as well. To him, I am dead. Nonetheless, I am waiting for his reaction when I finally apprehend him.

Something in me twisted painfully. On any other night, those words might have warmed me. On this one, they only sharpened the terror. Grace was alone in her little house with men at her door because of me. Because of Colton. Because of a world I had stumbled into bleeding in the woods and had not been able to leave behind. Bailey stepped closer. “I’ll stay with her.” Colton’s eyes flicked to her. Bailey lifted the baseball bat slightly. “I know I look like a damp cupcake, but I am still a wolf.”

"My name is Connor, I'm part of the football team, and I'm student council president." Honestly, he didn't have to introduce himself, and everyone would still already know who he is. Deemed as the nicest guy in Eastwood High School, he still hung with the popular kids and played the Fullback position in our football team. "I'm Maya Conners," I mumbled under my breath. "How about that interesting fact about yourself?" "There really isn't anything interesting about me." I sent a small smile at Connor, hoping he'd spare me the embarrassment and move along.

Ella then laughed and walked back to us. Conner stepped forward and conjured his own ball of fire and pulled back like he was playing baseball and pitched it to his target and hit bullseye. Emma began to clap and said, “That’s my brother all state champion.” I looked at Rayne who looked at me. “He played baseball in high school and college. He was first string pitcher.” Shit was this information I should have known first before I challenged him.

Conner I wasn’t payin’ attention at first. Not really. Was scrollin’ through my phone, pretendin’ like I wasn’t picturin’ her tryin’ on half the shop in there. Truth was, I’d heard every zip, every shuffle, every soft sigh from behind that curtain and it was killin’ me slowly. Then she stepped out. And Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, I swear the whole feckin’ world stopped. She was wearin’ my shirt...my fuckin’ shirt...knotted at the front so it hit just above her waist, sleeves rolled up like she owned the goddamn sun. Stockings that made her legs look a mile long. Heels that added fire to every step. And a tight little leather skirt that had me grippin’ my phone so hard I near cracked the screen.

Conner crawled over, now with only one eye left. He stepped on Anisa's fingers. The first stomp snapped her ring finger, and the second broke her middle finger. He kept going until her hands completely lost their grip on the walkway. Anisa tumbled through the air, letting out a shriek sharper than the sea wind. With a loud crash, she slammed into the pile of construction debris below. Conner's face was covered in blood, and his remaining eye was barely open as he crawled and stumbled toward the end of the walkway. He snatched up the document and read it with his single eye. Then he laughed, wild and unhinged.